That Thing Called Snob

That thing called snob If he didn’t had that thing called snob it would be much better But even when he was young he had that I don’t think it will ever go away It is in his blood He was born with it He just doesn’t see eye to eye like we do That thing called snob It thorns as to pieces Bring anger in to us Bring sadness in to us He won’t come down to our level So we have to come down to his It is difficult to adjust That thing called snob He will die with it We can’t change it We just have to let it be It is very painful If we think about it To tell you the true we can’t change him That thing called snob makes him feel important He likes to feel important He doesn’t see anything wrong with being snob That thing called snob Makes him more greedy Makes him work more