Matt Winegar - The Heckler lyrics

Through the door it slithers in Accompanied by it's peers Always groveling for attention While no one really hears In it's mind it's full of wit And quite the social king It plants itself among the rest To give it's deadly sting It's just a matter of opinion Further now there's a man of taste Of talent and precision To work and strive at his artform Has been his life's decision The stage is set. the perfect show Is put before the ma** Only to be ridiculed By some slimy, pompous a** It's just a matter of opinion