Bom dia, bom dia...

(...) 

Oh God why am I here? 

An anti-social pessimist but usually I don't mess with this 

And I know you mean only the best and  

Your intentions aren't to bother me 

But honestly I'd rather be 

Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen 

To some music with the message (like we usually do) 

And we'll discuss our big dreams 

How we plan to take over the planet 

So pardon my manners, I hope you'll understand  

That I'll be here  Not there in the kitchen with the girl  

Who's always gossiping about her friends 

So tell them I'll be here 

Right next to the boy who's throwing up cause 

He can't take what's in his cup no more  

Oh God why am I here?

(...)