Meatballs
And close calls
He can never seem
To quit cleaning..
Master of the matrix
May just be maintaining
I'd hate to malfunction
Once I understand
how it all works
It's my fault....
And now your hurt
Eventually convinced
I might be cursed
Because I can't
Hear the call..
No longer
Probably be hobblin'
Over
higher
hurdles
soon
And surviving rougher seas
Than I have ever seen
But,
Nobody can wage
A War like me
Sooo
Bring it!