Sometimes I feel like I shouldn’t apologize so much
that it’s jive it’s a crutch
I just used when I’m judged
bein’ fudged by a face I can’t erase and can’t see
cuz I misplaced a dossier or Monty Python CD
or somethin’ stupid like that
but jesus is that so bad
to make my ego go splat
like a tire goin’ flat
or fat on a big mac
I’m bein’ attacked
tit for tat
you fuckin’ bureaucrats
you can just apologize back

But I don’t know when it comes and it goes
all the highs and the lows
in this motionless psychosis
ieeieei and I die fadin’ straight away
ieeieei and I cry every waking day
I don’t know what else to say

I’m sorry for the mess
the stupid way I’m dressed
I guess I failed my test
oh don’t you know I’m sorry for my views
I musta been confused
and yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

Well now I don’t mean to offend, much
just comprehend
when you’re female and you’re fenced in and
phen-phened to no end
and no zen guide to men will help you fend off the brethren
and then the pen appears
and better than the oxygen network
or the sword or the spear or the fork
or the bored pork-fed horde

it’s a mooring post
the whore you’ll miss the most when you’re away
when you’re in Snowshoe PA
doin’ some play from Backstage
that deals with AIDS and race and gays and
relationships and ballet
and then you’re like “hey yay what’d you say?
I can just sing my troubles away?”
but then you’re fucked
‘cause you gotta make a buck
and the whole world sucks
and you’re like a lame duck
that’s lyin’ dyin’ tryin’ to sell out
but there’s no one buyin’ and there’s all this doubt
and you can preen and dream and scream and shot
but your life’s affliction is the fiction of Faust


I’m sorry for the time
the stupid way I rhyme
I knew I shoulda chose a life of crime
I’m sorry for my blues
I guess it’s all old news
and yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
I also mirror this apology
this idealogy of sorry
in part of the liberal theology that’s leading us to hari-kari
it’s like a mythology, almost
like a malingering ghost
as we slowly decompose
writing in the grave of the polls
cryin’ for Senator Wellstone and then proceeding to moan
at our own supposed sabotage of the elections at home
“oh somebody phone home!
the American people have spoken!”
now is that certain?
maybe those nice Midwestern folks were just jokin’
in any case there’s no use in dopin’ chokin’ mopin’ and sobbin’
come on you disheartenin’ dobbins
sayin’ sorry is my problem
so to conclude
I’m a little of a prude
so it’s difficult for me to have to allude
to all this rude crude verbal baggage
but I manage cuz I’m a savage inside
I may listen to Enya’s greatest hits
and try to control my hissy fits with pride
won’t get my hair dyed
but oh the onus of lyin’ all the time
I don’t wanna say, “diiiie motherfucker!”
but I wouldn’t mind if you did
Janet Reno has no ego when devoured by the id
and so before I flip my lid my crib
and get myself out of this bind
you can hear what’s on my lips but you don’t know
what’s in my mind

I’m sorry for the mess
the stupid way I’m dressed
I guess I failed my test
oh don’t you know I’m sorry for my views
I don't know how to schmooze
and yet you know that really I’m sorry for you

I’m sorry for you I’m sorry for you
I’m sorry

Lyrics submitted by ToroTrash, edited by StrictSlam

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  • +1
    General CommentShe says "Janet Reno has no ego when devoured by the id," I think.
    ReginaSibilatrixon January 01, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI've memorized this.

    I pretend to be a rapper. Yo, yo. Off the shizzy.
    kaleidoscope_on December 20, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentwow. kaleidoscope. ease up.

    shes not pretending to be a rapper.
    shes not trying to be ghetto

    shes just not "singing", and experimenting with other styles. it's not like rapping is really exclusive, like other people can't talk their lyrics instead of try to sing them.
    sorry shes not ghetto or black, but i hate to break it to you... your rappers have their stuff memorized too.
    pikachu1559on January 10, 2005   Link
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    General CommentI think he meant that he memorized this, and probably it's the only rap song he has memorized.

    I love it. It's the only rap song I've memorized. I had a month where everyone was telling me I said sorry too much, and this song summed up my feelings nicely. I love this girl.
    penguinzazon February 03, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentGah, I love this song but I'll never be able to sing along with it. My mouth doesn't work that way.
    americanmusicon March 04, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti'm good at rapping this song.
    i like the political and economical issues in this too. it's not like those crap-raps about giant butts, its true art.
    love it.
    yo mamma!on May 10, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General tongue doesn't...go that way.

    amazing song.
    sugarxon June 21, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentOkay, first of all. I'm a girl. ' "He" didn't mean that "he" memorized this.. ' Second, I was kidding. I know that she's not ghetto or black. I don't even listen to rap! Don't attack me because I joke, I love this song and I don't wear my bling-bling while I listen to it, alright? I hate know-it-alls and i-can-read-your-mind's, you don't know what I mean mr. aviaticsquad so stop acting like you do. Jeebus.
    kaleidoscope_on July 19, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentit's meant to be a slam poem, mckay just must have wanted to put it to music.
    slam poems resemble raps, but are done in a slightly different style.
    penny_frescaon April 08, 2007   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthis is such a great song. I always get told that I apologize too much and this song made me think about it more. And I think it's not such a big deal that I apologize, and the only reason people criticize me for it is that most people assume they're right all the time and they think there must be something wrong with me because I don't do that.
    mockingsmileon August 21, 2008   Link

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