Circular Karate Chop

[Verse 1]
Never took a class before in self-defense
Never looked at you before with common sense
Gird myself for a short sharp shock
Trace myself in sidewalk chalk
I'll shut my mouth, you do the talking

[Chorus 1]
You're so proud of your circular karate chop
Afternoons in the mirror doing pop and lock
From the junk shop to the truck stop to the big big top

[Verse 2]
Detention hall, name on the wall and locker dent
Never mind the withered words of encouragement
Pulling off my anorak, dumping out my black backpack
Take what you like, I'll keep on walking

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]
You're still bragging about your telescoping roundhouse kick
You're still looking for your Commodore's old control stick
So myopic, stay on topic and this world is sick

[Bridge]
Three rules from your sensei:
One: Outsource your feelings
Two: Limit your training to be task-specific
Three: Assign regret to those accountable

[Verse 3]
Detention hall, name on the wall and locker dent
Never mind the withered words of encouragement
Pulling off my anorak, dumping out my black backpack
Take what you like, I'll keep on walking

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]