Testo Boil

What I am bequeath is above reproach And beneath despair Half my copybook used up and not enough to talk about When I'm not there Strip the paint Drain the oil Let me boil I get so angry I just can't lose Then I get too tired to be tired of you as well And I don't have the strength to say no to you So save yourself Strip the paint Drain the oil Let me boil I do my best I do nothing at all