F**k you and your stupid smile

You make me want to strangle you

F**k you and your disco flavor

Hot sauce on your snake skin boots

Hey you forgot your rag bag

Your sixty-nine Sedan

Hey you f**king f*g hag

Drop trou tossed-salad man

Sucking on my thumb just like the child you think I am

You've managed to convince yourself but I don't think you can

Manage me

Me, me, me

Life based on a short story

Written by a b**ch named Vern

In a maroon velour sweat suit

Playing with your brand-new urn

Sh*t, has he lost is mind?

Can he see or is he just blind?

Sucking on your brain just like

The zombies want to revive

You could talk me into f**king you

But I don't think you'd survive

Survive me

Survive me, me

It's your own technique anyway

With all the foam in your mouth when you say

It's freedom rock, baby, turn it up

Here's how to order this

F**k Uncle shifter's got the night towel

I'd kiss you but your covered in piss

Punk, are you threatening me?

Your style is faulty while mine is the best

Spock, have you lost your mind?

Are sure full duration is best

I'm sucking on your life just like

The hole your living in

You're complaining all the time

But now the sucking really begins

With me