Bad Rhythm

Just as i pick up the pick
Everyone stops for a minute
I don't know why, but i can tell you how much they try to care
Carefully watch for any sudden moves in the rhythm like a sound of deathwatch

High cries and low voices all the time
Ive been set as the victim of a crime
I don't know why, but I'm sure its my rhythm

They can't adjust to my rhythm
It doesn't fit them
They can't adjust to my rhythm
It doesn't fit them
And as consequence they lose consciousness


And as I carry on living with them
They're suffering from my rhythm
Belittle them, even a little will make em feel ill
What can i do, its just the way i roll
They can't deal with it
Its my rhythm

High cries and low voices all the time
Ive been set as the victim of a crime
I don't know why, but I'm sure its my rhythm

Its ruthless
Tuneless
It hurts there ears
It's abusive
Elusive
It makes them feel
My Rhythm


They can't adjust to my rhythm
It doesn't fit them
They can't adjust to my rhythm
It doesn't fit them
And as consequence they lose consciousness