The Lyrics
Store manager, baker, author, waiter
Ass, arse, hole, bastard
Gloat, gloat on
Gloat on, gloat on
Gloat, gloat, gloat on
Gloat on, gloat on
Gloat, gloat on
Gloat on, gloat on
Gloat, gloat, gloat on
Gloat on, gloat on
Gloat, gloat on
Gloat on, gloat on
Gloat, gloat, gloat on
Ahhhhh....hhhhaaahhhh...
Store manager, baker, author, waiter
Ass, arse, hole, bastard
Store manager and he was an ass
Now, I asked a question about my coupon
But he had a question about my own home
If I had one, I was rich, then therefore: I'm so cheap
Face, meet hand
Such backwards logic, I can't stand
Try to lord your "gotcha" over me
Doesn't look smart to me, I'll leave you to
Gloat, gloat on (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, buddy, yeah-hea-hea)
Gloat on, gloat on (mmm, mmm-mmm, buddy)
Gloat, gloat, gloat on (gloat on)
Gloat on, gloat on (gloat on, man)
Baker and he was an arse
Just popped in his shop for a doughnut
His shop that, by the way, contained, like, no customers
A shop that empty should be nice and calm
Walked up to the front, yeah
He sneered and then started bitchin'
I'm out of line, yes, lit'rally
Mmm-mmm, that seems mad
You've got a system, I get that
Would've gone along with it, but see
Yelled that I'm such a pleeb? I'll leave you to, oh
Gloat, gloat on (gloat on, jerk, yeah)
Gloat on, gloat on (gloat on, such an arse)
Gloat, gloat, gloat on (oh, whoo, yeah-eah-eah-eah, yeah)
Gloat on, gloat on
Author and he was a hole
See, I'm, like, a big ol' stinkin' nerd
I like to read, but sometimes I have questions
But in his AMA, he was ragin'
Good lord, I was
Mmm-mmm, shocked at that
"It's not a plothole, I meant that
And if all you morons couldn't see
Then your brains are peas" I left him to
Gloat, gloat on (just gloat alone, buddy)
Gloat on, gloat on (yeah-eah)
Gloat, gloat, gloat on (gloat, asshole, god)
Gloat on, gloat on
Waiter and he was a bastard, ha
Not too much to ask for to take butter off my sandwich, is it?
But it seems it really is it for this guy, shit
His nose ever-raisin', the embodiment of snoot
My pref'rances made him so damn rude
Ooh-ooh, yeah-eah-eah-eah
What a prat
Wouldn't tip you, cause your stance
Is to look down on people who feed
In ways that you don't agree, farewell
Gloat, gloat on (you wanna gloat? I'll leave now)
Gloat on, gloat on (gloat on)
Gloat, gloat, gloat on (yeah-eah, yeah-eah)
Won't watch you gloat on, gloat on
Ahhhhh....hhhhaaahhhh...