Rules I'm forgetting, never thinking to mend,
E-mails I've written, but not screening to send.
Seems like I'm missing what these eyes did abhor.
Knew what the truth was,guessing I'll get what for.

'Cos I'm like new, yes I am so new, oh how I am new.

Phrasing is crucial, won't say the brand,
Just what I'm saying though they'll see when I send.
"Some try to sell me, words they may not have penned.
If I asked if they're yours, well you cannot defend."

This is brand new, and it's hard, too!
I don't like this view, I want to dump view.

- instrumental -

Rules I'm forgetting, I've been rattled no end.
Forgot it's just sense, on it's way it did wend.
Nothing I've really missed, can't think with this war.
I know the truth but, they won't listen no more.

This is brand new, and it's hard, too!
I don't like this view, I want to dump view.
This is brand new, and it's hard, too!
I don't like this view, I want to dump view.

Oops Lament

Breathed deep: I must face this tome,
Watch eyes fade as they do roam.
Embittered ones look at my mail and vent,
Some others can take this, although well meant.

Fashioned for this guessing few or none,
Just a lonely man crying for puns.
New one picks up this stuff and pokes fun.
Meaner he gets, he wants to be sprung.

Cold hearted one that ruins my night,
Removed my sense, now make it right.
Called red, gray; yellow too bright,
I can decide which is right,
And what is your delusion.