Circular Karate Chop

Never took a class before in

Self defense

Never looked at you before with

Common sense

Gird myself for a short sharp shock

Trace myself in sidewalk chalk

I'll shut my mouth, you do the talking

You're so proud of your circular karate chop

Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top

Detention hall, name on the wall and

Locker dent

Never mind the withered words of

Encouragement

Pulling off my anorak

Dumping out my black backpack

Take what you like

I'll keep on walking

You're so proud of your circular karate chop

Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top

You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick

You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick

So myopic, stay on topic

And this world is sick

Three rules from your sensei:

One: Outsource your feelings.

Two: Limit your training to be task-specific.

Three: Assign regret to those accountable.

Detention hall, name on the wall and

Locker dent

Never mind the withered words of

Encouragement

Pulling off my anorak

Dumping out my black backpack

Take what you like

I'll keep on walking

You're so proud of your circular karate chop

Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock

From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top

You're still braggin' about your telescoping roundhouse kick

You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick

So myopic, stay on topic

Man, this world is sick