Peanuts Songtext

Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
One of these days we're going to run you through

You think you rule supreme
Over your computers and your books
But everybody despises you
'Cause of your attitude and bad looks

I wouldn't shed a tear
If you vanished without a trace
I'd love to hack off your arms with a chain saw
And bash your legs in with a mace

Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
One of these days we're going to run you through
Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
You fucking off is a dream come true

You told us to get over our friend Davy
You nasty witch
Too bad you're nothing
But a washed up nazi bitch

If bitterness was a marathon
You'd win the race
But lemoney-limey plays you
Like Mark Johnston plays his bass

One day we'll start a library cool
But until then peanuts to you
Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you

Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you
Nobody likes you
Everybody hates you

Peanuts to you
Library nazi and all you do
Peanuts to you
You fucking off is a dream come true

You spend your time in the archives
Wondering what to do
That's where you hatch your devilish plots
Your evil through and through

And if I had my druthers
I'd punch you in the face
You must have no life
Being Hitler's wife
That's it I rest my case