[Lyric] Ctrl​Alt​Delete (Broken Baby x Tummyache)

[Verse 1]
I got a feeling it’s a solid no show
My skin is pittin' from the screams in my throat
What’s all this wheelin' dealin’, chuggin' old crow
There goes your Dixie with your brakin' banjo

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Money from your greedy disco
Tied up in a bloody rainbow

[Chorus]
Polite uptight like a wannabe
Doing everything to keep your hands clean
All bark no bite spitting make believe
I prefer when you’re not around me

[Post-Chorus]
All these paper bags I’m filling up with what I lose
Always ready to CTRL ALT DELETE

[Verse 2]
With all the boots you’re licking, how can you eat
You think it’s gonna get ya back on your feet
Yeah, you can stand in line and give up your seat
Another loser from the jaws of victory
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Money from your twisted tight rope
Fed up with your cheap radio

[Chorus]
Polite uptight like a wannabe
Doing everything to keep your hands clean
All bark no bite spitting make believe
I prefer when you’re not around me

[Post-Chorus]
All these paper bags I’m filling up with what I lose
Always ready to CTRL ALT DELETE

[Bridge 1]
I am a slippery slope
I am afraid to have hope
I am the slogan
The problem

[Bridge 2]
Here comes the bulls on parade
But we’re the millions of change
And you’re in the way

[Chorus]
Polite uptight like a wannabe
Doing everything to keep your hands clean
All bark no bite spitting make believe
I prefer when you’re not around me
[Outro]
All these paper bags I’m filling up with what I lose
Have no time for a worthless dead beat
Always ready to CTRL ALT DELETE