​of Montreal - An Epistle to a Pathological Creep lyrics

[​of Montreal - An Epistle to a Pathological Creep lyrics]

He'd explain to you but it
Would take too long
Why he is right and everybody else is wrong
He'd endeavor friend to make
Your mind correct
He'd try but he thinks it would
Take too long too long
It's probably simple math
That keeps him on his elevated path

While talking to him it is very rare
To sense that he's acknowledging
You're even there or else he'll speak as if
You should be taking notes
But fears that you might steal
One of his brilliant quotes
There's no idea that you could add
That he wouldn't claim to have already had
He used to be a really decent guy
Before his insecurities enslaved him
Now his ego seems to be raging uncontrollably


Destroying every friendship that
He's ever had
I don't even like to think about
Him it's so very sad

Only a boy of three would
Dare act so egregiously

Now the kind of places he's most often found
Are rife with pedants running
Topics into the ground
And the company that he is known to keep
Are all self important bores
That put you right to sleep
Yes I'd rather be hung
Than hear them discussing Carl Jung

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