The Gamits - Broken Instrument lyrics

Good morning Mr. Heart Thank you for meeting with me I hope I'm not wasting your time You look like hell today Grey hair and polyester I wonder if you're flammable Cause you're gonna regret that you didn't respect me The god you believe in will still guarantee that you burn I did now it's your turn Mr. Heart you have failed My mother and my father They trusted you with everything Do you have any more Guilt or humiliation I don't believe I've had my fill My Ogden has taken me out in the hall In an effort to make an example for all I admit it did hurt just a bit When the instrument broke on the back of my legs I was proud and the anger was more than the pain that I felt I hope you are in hell You are the source of my worst frustrations I will enjoy this retaliation I will inform them of your transgressions They will eject you Know the error of your ways Those halls are empty now Cracked tiles and rusted lockers That world had long been abandoned