I’m squeezing the hamster
Until its eyes pop out
You say I’d never
But I’ve got my doubts
Whatever the weather, I’m seeing clouds
Whatever the weather, I’m just a big fat clown
You’ll never catch me feeling sentimental
You never guess my skin care essentials
You’ll never see me sharpening pencils
Is it a fool I’m playing
Or is it just plain cruel?
I’m squeezing the hamster, until its eyes pop out
That’s why no one likes me
That’s why no one likеs me
Is it a fool I’m playing or is it just plain cruel?