Fernandez Must Die Lyrics - Fireside

He's gone away 

He's so distracted 

He must be sick in some way 

well so they say 

He's already gone home 

That's why he is all alone 

Invisable to the eye 

Hey, three is a crowd 

I'll see you tomorrow 

Hey, three is a crowd 

Stay away until tomorrow 

Look at his hair 

Look at those clothes that he wear 

Let's pick a fight with him were 

Everybody can see 

Let's fool him to come around 

Then he'll get his face pound 

He gets on my nerves all the time 

You fucked up. 

You're busy on your back 

Trying out everybody