"Strategy Wanking" lyrics

You're stressed about a meeting
'Cause you haven't got a clue
Your girlfriend won't have sex with you
Because she's got the flu
Your cat won't eat its dinner
'Cause it doesn't like the taste
Your parents had a baby
And you're sad you've been replaced

(Whoa!)
Act like you mean it
(Whoa!)
Don't make a sound
(Whoa!)
Keep it a secret
People in the place, gotta listen up, right?
We're gonna get loose in our pants tonight

Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Got to cure your frustration (Oh, oh, oh)
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
It's only meditation

You could've scored the winning goal
But you missed the shot
You've seen the monkeys procreatin'
Boy, it's got you hot
You owe the mob some money
But you'll never find the cash
You found out you got herpes
When you thought it was a rash

(Whoa!)
Urge the temptation
(Whoa!)
Don't feel ashamed
(Whoa!)
Feel the inflation
People in the place, put your hands down there
And shake it all around like you just don't care

Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Undercover masturbation (Oh, oh, oh)
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
When the pussy's on vacation
It's not dumb, it's fun
It only takes one
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)

You hit the floor
With your new song
It's immature
Your career's bombed
Tragedy wanking
Got to pick up the pieces
They call it "tragedy wanking"
When you've just been defeated

Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
You won't feel neglected (Oh, oh, oh)
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
You'll never be rejected
It's not dumb, it's fun
It only takes one
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)
Strategy wankin' (Oh, oh, oh)