OK, you slobbering drooling larvae
It's time to shake your jello ass
To the hip hoppinest
Tip toppenest
Mucus Earthly groove
Are you ready?
On your mark, get set, go

Save the planet, save the whales
Save your stupid ass
Save your money, save your coupons
Dying in the working class
Rag and bitch and whine
Until it's time to go to bed
You've got spiders, sour milk
Instead of brains inside your head

Nothing like fake friends
Hands up, bang, bang
Go tell your troubles to the Moon
Your a weasel, you're a beast
You're a dog shit feast
You're a two-faced dried up prune

The truth hurts

Oh, you're pretty
You're pretty pathetic as a person
You're a leech, you're a mooch
I'm tired of screaming and cursing
Yeah, that's right

Oh, you're pretty
But inside you're a sow
Yes you, I mean you
What's the matter, don't you like me now?
Yeah, that's right

Meanwhile back at Cheers

You work the room like a professional bum
And you wonder why you have no friends
Oh, my dearest pond scum
Just tell me where the using ends

Don't be fooled by the batty eyes
Better go run and hide
C'mon over and pick me up, yeah
Take me for a ride

The truth hurts
But it don't hurt me

Get your sorry soggy ass outta my sight
Go fly a fucking kite
Yeah, that's right
Yeah, I'll probably have to buy that too
Yeah, that's right
I'd say go take a long walk on a short pier
But I don't feel like driving you there
Your I.O.U.s are so precious
There goes the rest of my hair