THE REVIEWER
(Lars Glasø)
You think you’re so clever
that you're better than ever
And I, like a beggar,
am waiting for your approval or whatever
But you write
nonsense altogether
You can’t even describe today's weather
You’ve got a brilliant brain
Pursuing the ultimate fame
You don’t give a damn who I am.
I delete your report as spam
You think you're so cool
But you're just a fool
You misuse your force,
you close the doors
keeping me
in captivity,
due to your insensitivity
You’ve got a brilliant brain
Pursuing the ultimate fame
You don’t give a damn who I am.
I delete your report as spam
You don’t sense the strain
Has it all been in vain
Because of your lack of imagination
Your review must fit into your equation
comprising a bit of shit
and a bit of dirt
You don't mind if someone gets hurt
You’ve got a phenomenal brain
Pursuing the ultimate fame
You don’t give a damn who I am.
I delete your report as spam