My mother always said there were no monsters
No real ones, oh but there are
They are hidden well but I can see them
And whatever they tell you don't believe them
They're working at the bank
They're everywhere you look
They're on the telephone
Selling you math textbooks
And I try my best to forget they're there
And I guess most days they're not that bad
Super Mario 3 is fun for a while
And sure there's a lot of f*cking levels
And when you're on acid
The colours look awful bright
But I can't shake the feeling
That something is just not right