The Neighbour Behind Me Is Really Fucking Loud!

…and I guess he sings in a band as well. A shitty one at that. While I was asleep last night the room-mate heard it all at two in the morning and was so pissed that he almost called the cops. From what I can gather it wasn’t even so much the time as much as it was that he was a shitty singer with even worse songs and banal lyrics. An example as paraphrased by the room-mate to be sung in your worst Eddie Vedder warble:

The motherfuckin’ cop shop….yeah!
The motherfuckin’ cop shop….yeah!
When I say cop, you say shop.
Cop!
(silence)
Cop!
(silence)
When I say apples, you say oranges.
Apples!
(silence)
Apples!
(silence)
The motherfuckin’ cop shop….yeah!
The motherfuckin’ cop shop….yeah!