Under the strain, a very heavy dumbbell
This ringing won’t stop, it’s this dumb bell
And this terrible odor, this stinking smell
But I’m not annoyed, this is just swell
Why all this walking on eggshells?
I’m not going to shout, I’m not going to yell
This is my idea of fun, couldn’t you tell?
Because I found some rat poison and I thought, oh well
Why not mix with that glass of wine you have every day?
Don’t overreact, there’s no need to raise hell
We all have to die, so why not today?
Come lie down, looks like you’re feeling unwell
Your eyes go empty and I say farewell.