she throws back her head and she shows you her mouth

the breath that'll waste trying to ruin your life

beauty's on a budget but you take it on the chin

cause you have to do your duty taking orders from the kingpin



CHORUS:

you got a chemistry class

I want a piece of your mind

you don't know what your started

when you mixed it up with mine

are you ready for the final solution?



chopped you up in butcher school

threw you out of the academy of garbage

you'll be a joker all your life

a student at the comedy college

people pleasing people pleasing people like you

you've been around so long

but you still don't know what to do



chorus



sparks are flying from electrical pylons

snakes and ladders running up and down her nylons

ready to experiment, you're ready to be burned

if it wasn't for some accidents

then some would never ever learn



chorus