Pissin - Todd Rundgren

I didn’t notice you there\nTil I felt your breath on my neck hair\nNow you put me through my paces\nYou don’t know what personal space is\nAnd not a soul in the room\nseems to have your need to share\nDid you ever stop to wonder\nDoes anybody care?\nMaybe the ladies are impressed\nBut I don’t think so, let’s be honest\nWhy don’t you give that thing a rest\nYou’re just a one-man pissin contest\nThis used to be a nice place\nAnd now your dick is in the mayonnaise\nHow does one vent one’s sense of sickness\nAt skull and skin of such vast thickness?\nOf everybody at the party\nYour target had to be me\nI really hate to disappoint you\nBut I ain’t got the need\n'Cause it’s the thing you do the best\nThe kind of fight of which you’re fondest\nYou wanna brag, well be my guest\nYou won a solo pissin contest\nI think by now we know better\nYou can’t get blood from a bore\nWe gonna find that stupid sucker\nWho let you through the door\nNone of the ladies were impressed\nOur recollection may be jaundiced\nWe all recall with special zest\nWe saw a solo pissin contest