The Wombats - Shock Goodbyes and P45's lyrics

It's the sociopaths that scare me Not the fall of my local bank At least they're only burning money And they won't be laughing as they're chopping off my hands One day I'll learn to box clever And beat the past back in its place I'll never get rid of this false endeavor But I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face Oh, I'll wipe the grin off its dirty little face Why wait till the summertime Just to say goodbye You're so infuriating Why wait till the summertime To hand me a p45 Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? God knows that I don't hate you But one day I must learn how to And the next I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight It's not the illuminati that scares me It's the people further down in the ranks The creatures like you that are so controlling As to lead a God-fearing boy to the devil's pack Why would you lead a God-fearing boy to the devil's pack? Why wait till the summertime Just to say goodbye You're so infuriating Why wait till the summertime To deflate my legal high Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? One day I'll learn how to box clever And beat the wrong doers away I wear no mask or tight polyester But you can rest a**ure that I'm on a little-caped crusade You can rest a**ure that I'm on a little-caped crusade Why wait till the summertime Just to say goodbye You're so infuriating Why wait till the summertime To hand me a p45 Was I that infuriating? Was I that infuriating? God knows that I don't hate you But one day I must learn how to The next I'll learn exactly how to put up a fight