Praise from anywhere doesn't make me feel delicious
It just makes me feel suspicious every time
Praise from over there, now has given me the insight
That I'm not doing my job right anymore
I could do anything, I could undermine
Or just do anything, just to pass the time
Don't search for harmony, 'cause the best stuff still divides
It doesn't need everybody on its side
Praise from over there, well I should find it amusing
From the things that I'm abusing with my song, yeah
Praise from over there, I won't come over all cheery
I'll just express myself more clearly from now on
I don't need that oil upon my cogs
Praise is there for children and dogs, and dogs
Praise from anywhere doesn't make me feel delicious
It just makes me feel suspicious every time, yeah
Praise from over there, now has given me the insight
That I'm not doing my job right anymore
