Prick — текст песни (Vic Chesnutt)

I was shaking with laugther
scared the bratty children
did I destroy the ambience
I`m sure for that hoity-toity patron

it wasn`t pretty when I looked into the face
oops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaos
what`s the, what`s the, who`s the prick

we was hidden in the potted plants
I know and we was no obnoxious
but I could see, there in the sun room
the growing storm of disapproval

it wasn`t pretty when I looked into the face
oops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaos
what`s the, what`s the, who`s the prick

I ain`t supposed to laugh
can`t let your children see that
I ain`t supposed to wonder
what`s the, who`s the prick
what`s the, who`s the prick
what`s the, who`s the prick
what`s the, what`s the, who`s the prick