Hey, I’mamess Can I have a moment with you Don’t you know that you’ve been looking like the world is against you? Well, ya know I’m just curious what the hell are you going through? If you wanna talk, just tell me I’m all ears for you
Hey, I’mamess So you’ve been feeling stuck And you can't figure out what’s causing you to feel like that Could it be your mom, your dad, your grandma, or pa? Or maybe it's just yourself Oh, I guess that's that
And now you’re telling me you also feel uninspired And you can’t even write a song, a poem, or anything that rhymes Singing is now boring and your fingers are tired Tired of playing the same tunes almost every night
Hey, I’mamess I heard you know God And you’re telling other people about His great love I must say, it’s a good thing and I salute you for that But now you’re telling me you’re a hypocritical wing nut
Hey, I’mamess You are indeed a mess You’re an unproductive, recalcitrant, idiotic wreck But hey, I’mamess A lot of people like you They appreciate your talent and the things that you do
Lastly, I’mamess I think the world is not really against you You are a mess because you criticize you