Lyrics The Badlees

The Badlees

The Unfunny

Just be clever for clever's sake, starin' at the ceiling into shadow-fakes

The circle-smokes in the ladies room only got you as far as the roles assumed

A glimpse of the perfect crime is just a reverie away

Whadaya say we hang there a while for expediency's sake?

And fantasize the great demise of the unfunny

Cut and dry, we'll bid good-bye to the unfunny

Their personality inspires like a five pound bag of fertilizer

Like living in a house with fifteen cats, you're unaware of the stench when a line goes flat

A glimpse of the perfect crime is just a reverie away

Whadaya say we hang there a while for expediency's sake?

And fantasize the great demise of the unfunny

Set 'em up, we'll drink a cup to the unfunny