They say that nothing rhymes with orange, well nothing rhymes with monster either,

Thinkin now it’s got a voice and that of a deceiver,

Now we know they’re all the same tell me now you’re a believer,

Those who wanna stay and grow and those who wanna leave her,

Can’t respect, accept, except reject what’s causin them a fever,

Now I don’t even know much about their history either,

But we all know better than to speak into the receiver,

Someone pull this clown off please, just someone pull the lever,

For this is what it’s come to, you all this was your deceiver,

But now I know the answer, No I will not take ‘Neither.’