Misuse Of A Medium Lyrics & Chords By Maida

He woke this morning forgetting how to smile.
His outfit was the foundation of all that took him serious.

We jump so high and cry the loudest.
'I have so much to offer!' he screamed,
'So much to give!'
All the while pointing to the merchandise table.
My words are so deep.
So deep. So deep.

Sell sell sell! Sell sell sell!
Sell sell sell sell me.

I thought of them all myself.
Honest 100 times over.
But would you hand me that dictionary?