GUYS I KNOW
Guys I know Like their ego stroked Like their space was built To accommodate their ever growing balloon heads. I always wished I was made of pins So I could burst that balloon If their ego ever grew towards me. Girls I know Like their pride unscathed Like if they were walking around With mucus on their skirts They would prefer that you do not tell them Else they brand you a hater. Guys I know Speak with funny accents And walk with funny steps To impress the onlooking me Instead of impressing their mums at home And being 'heroes' to their sisters God forbid they pick up a dirty dish! Girls I know Love to sit in front With their short skirt and bleached skin To impress him when he looks Instead of learning to be polite to strangers And be 'heroines' of humanity God forbid they move about without fake lashes. Guys I know Have lots of money If only they could carry the sacks around To show those who cared to know Except the local Police...