I woner why that person shot her or him the other day He must have been out of his very cotton pick'en mind But then its so for all one could at the time know The one shot might have had a karioki you'll find
Some have these machines at home use it none stop Can't hold a note to save their lives giving all the lot Totally tone deaf most and giving all they've got Ever lived near one hell on earth brains in a knot
Like it or lump it one has no option but to hear Its like living next to an asylum for every soul Or in the old days off people stretched on racks For whatever reasons away back in days of old
It all started with karioki bars somewhere away From all within hearing but then some with wealth Decided to get one of their own bringing it home And out the door peace of mind and often health
Should all be near a graveyards be good there too But those in there might think their all in hell true Nothing within the law anyone they can ever do Like living next to mosks speakers all day through