Get Along

Too tired to talk it out, I cannae even mind what it was all about Can you? Oh well, can you? If I had a knife, If i had a gun, I'd bury the hatchet and be your chum Would you? Oh well, would you? If you would like a fight, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint If you would like a smoke, I could struggle to roll a joint Peace and love and understanding, I'll lend you an ear Like Yoda says in Star Wars, y'know anger comes from fear I'm so tired of aggro, I thought I'd put it down in a song Every cunt's a good cunt, why can't we all just get along? So bored of confrontation, we're going about things all wrong Every cunt's a good cunt, why can't we all just get along? Too tired to talk it out, I cannae even mind what it was all about Can you? Oh well, can you? If I had a knife, If i had a gun, I'd bury the hatchet and be your chum Would you? Oh well, would you? See, I've been reading Anna Freud, and I tend to agree That we're all just defensive and I just want you to see That we're hopeless, and we're helpless, and we're really just the same There's no need for you to fight, and there's no need for you to blame I'm so tired of aggro, I thought I'd put it down in a song Every cunt's a good cunt, why can't we all just get along? So bored of confrontation, we're going about things all wrong Every cunt's a good cunt, why can't we all just get along? Too tired to talk it out, I cannae even mind what it was all about