No Pressure Over Capuccino Lyrics

No Pressure Over Capuccino

And you're like a 90's jesusAnd you revel in your psychosisHow dare youAnd you
sample concepts like hors d'euvresAnd you eat their questions for dessertIs it
just me or is it hot in here And you're like a 90's kennedyAnd you're really a
million years oldYou can't fool meThey'll throw opinions like rocks in riots
And they'll stumble around like hypocritesIs it just me or is it dark in here?
Well you may never be or have a husband you may never have or hold a childYou
will learn to lose everything we are temporary arrangements And you're like a
90's noahAnd they laughed at you as you packed all of your thingsAnd they
wonder why you're frustratedAnd they wonder why you're so angryAnd is it just
me or are you fed up? And may god bless you in your travels in your conquests
and queries