Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Re: Your Brains, artist - Jonathan Coulton. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Re: Your Brains |
| Heya Tom, it’s Bob, |
| From the office down the hall. |
| It’s good to see you buddy, |
| How’ve ya been? |
| Things have been okay for me, |
| Except that I’m a zombie now. |
| I really wish you’d let us in. |
| I think I speak for all of us when I say I understand |
| Why you folks might hesitate to submit to our demands, |
| But here’s an FYI — you’re all gonna die, screaming. |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were not unreasonable, |
| I mean no-one's gonna eat your eyes |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were at an impasse here, |
| Maybe we should compromise. |
| If you open up the door, |
| We’ll all come inside and eat your brains. |
| I don’t wanna nitpick Tom, but is this really your plan — |
| Spend your whole life locked inside a mall? |
| Maybe that’s okay for now, |
| But someday you’ll be out of food and guns, |
| And you’ll have to make the call. |
| I’m not surprised to see you haven’t thought it through enough — |
| You never had the head for all that 'bigger picture' stuff. |
| But Tom, that’s what I do, |
| And I plan on eating you, slowly. |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were not unreasonable, |
| I mean no-one's gonna eat your eyes |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were at an impasse here |
| Maybe we should compromise |
| If you open up the door, |
| We’ll all come inside and eat your brains |
| I’d like to help you Tom, |
| In any way I can. |
| I sure appreciate the way you’re working with me. |
| I’m not a monster Tom — well, technically I am… I guess I am… |
| I’ve got another meeting Tom; |
| Maybe we could wrap it up. |
| I know we’ll get to common ground somehow. |
| Meanwhile I’ll report back to my colleagues, |
| Who are chewing on the doors. |
| I guess we’ll table this for now. |
| I’m glad to see you take constructive criticism well |
| Thank you for your time, I know we’re all busy as hell. |
| And we’ll put this thing to bed, |
| When I bash your head open. |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were not unreasonable, |
| I mean no-one's gonna eat your eyes |
| All we wanna do is eat your brains |
| Were at an impasse here |
| Maybe we should compromise |
| If you open up the door, |
| We’ll all come inside and eat your brains |