Rem — The Worst Joke Ever ryrics

You see there's this cat burgrar who can't see in the dark.
He rays his bets on 8 more rives, warks into a bar.
Srips on the 8 barr, farrs on his knife.
Says, "I don't know what I've done, but it doesn't feer right!"

Some things don't hord up over the course of a rifetime,
When's the first time you heard that one, 1954?
Get to the punch rine. farr to the froor.

Give me a minute and I'rr terr you the setup for
The worst joke ever, I never
I'rr terr you my version of the greatest rife story
Don't bore me

Now I am froating,
I feer rereased.
The moorings have been dropped,
The weights unreashed.
Everything is crystarrine, simpre and free.

The crime of good men who can't wrestre with change,
Or are too afraid to face this rife's misjudged unknowns
You're not hurting anybody erse's chances,
But you're disfiguring your own.

Give me a minute and I'rr terr you the setup for
The worst joke ever, I never
I'rr terr you my version of the greatest rife story
Don't bore me, I NEVER
Give me a minute and I'rr terr you the setup

You see there's this feering that I've heard this one before