That's What You Get for Having Fun

There’s nothing quite as fun as overload--
Shit out of sequence--or killing face.
I have an urge right now to do it all--
And when I do it all… I do it well.
Yes, there’s a monkey in my underwear
A n d I d o n ' t r e a l l y c a r e
About nothing.
So, Mr. President of Canada--
Monsieur--I need some help with this;
Who’s your psychiatrist?
That’s what you get for… That’s what you get for…
That’s what you get for having fun.
I wrote a letter to our president. I asked him what he meant
When he called in the army
To pick on thirteen little indians
In combat moccasins and a couple of rifles.
He said: «Well, there’s a monkey in my underwear
And I don’t really care about this country.
You know what it’s like?
It takes a man to admit that.»
That’s what you get for… asking.
That’s what you get for having fun.
Na--na--na--na--na--na--na!