Kiss kiss, bang bang
 Feel the tug of the hanging pole
 Shock you clean
 could have been in a guillotine
 Free yourself
 Because I could chop you down
 You cant disappear
 Because you're already gone
 No trial (it seems?) because I [bad word]  No jury cause I'm already there
 I'm standing on the roof of the world
 Mayday
 You won't be saved
 From the builder in the morning sun
 You won't be spared
 From cheating at your solitaire
 Keep all that soul
 Put your fate in fast forward
 The jokes on you
 But your all laughing at me
 I'm putting in my 2 weeks notice
 As of 2 [bad word] weeks ago
 I'm not hanging around here anymore
 Mayday