Obfuscater.net: Rebel (obfuscater)
All people are one of two types,
And you don't fall in either sphere.
I told you that and that's as near
As I could get to friendly lies.
I passed you in my five-door once,
When you were drunk and far from home
And praying one last favour from
The God of late-night taxi-cabs.
I know that you like rock and roll,
You'd approve of my collection
While I sat through your inspection
Without seeking your approval.
You said that you could not be tamed
And then you sat there looking hurt
While I laughed at your old T-shirt -
Its logo and its ketchup stains.