I've got a pocketful of words in my brain   I pull something out when I think I should   I feel like I'm going insane   I'm not I just said it cos I thought I would   I always feel the need to profane   I've always said fuck when I thought I could   To me this seems so inane      I don't need an attitude   Rebellion is a platitude   I only hope the verse is good   I hate verisimilitude      I've got a reason to think of your name   I always feel good when I look at you   I never feel the need to defame   Irony is something I mistook   In you I know our needs are the same   I'm thankful for not overlooking you   Still I need to declaim      I don't need an attitude   Rebellion is a platitude   I only hope the verse is good   I hate verisimilitude      I don't need an attitude   Rebellion is a platitude   I only hope the verse is good   I hate verisimilitude      I've got a pocketful of words in my brain   I'll try to find something I can give to you   I feel like I'm going insane   I know I'll calm down when I live with you   You always feel the need to profane   I guess that's something I'll forgive of you   Still I need to explain      I don't need an attitude   Rebellion is a platitude   I only hope the verse is good   I hate verisimilitude