Thomas Gray - Fed Up Lyrics

Smile at me while you pocket my change
Thank you sir have a good day
What's the deepest down you've ever thought
Or did you stay away because you ought not

I'm so fed up

Little games are meant to be played
With little children and not adult slaves
I can't sit idly by and let it be like this
But under your threshold I'm powerless

I'm so fed up
And if you go away
They'll turn around and say
You're a messenger of death
It's worse if you forget
And if you occupy their space
They'll push you far away
No regard for the human race
But what is human anyway