Well, I lived with one
Well, I lived with one, I lived with two,
I even lived with a third
I wanna tell you about number one.
He was a miserable shitwringing turd
Like he reminded me of some evil gnome
Shakin hands was like shakin
A hot, fat, oily bone.
Holdin on for far too long…
Yes he took me in,
He took me in
He said, that I looked pale and thin
I told him he looked fat.
His lips were red and lickin wet
His house was roastin hot
In fact it was a fuckin slum
Scum! Scum!
Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game
Black show! Black show!
Cocksuckstress, and I should know
Mean and vicious,
Her microphone always smelled suspicious —
His and herpes
(bath towel type)
If you know,what I mean.
I could not look at him, worm
He'd be takin a shower and who should walk in —
He was the epitome of their type
Her middle name was Welcome,
his was Wipe
Scum! Scum!
Well you're on the shit list
Thrust and twist,
Twist and screw
You gave me a bad review
And maybe you think that it's all just water
Under the bridge
Well my unfriend, I'm —the type that holds a grudge
I'm —your creator.
I think you— fuckin traitor,
Chronic masturbator,
Shitlicker, user, self-abuser,
Jigger jigger!
What rock did you crawl from?
Which hole did you come?
You— Judas, Brutus, Vitus, Scum!
Hey four-eyes, come
That's right, it's a gun
Face is bubble, blood, and he is on the street
Snowman with six holes
Clean into his fat fuckin guts
Psychotic drama mounts
Guts well deep, then a spring is fount.
I unload into his eyes
Blood springs!
Dead snow!
Blue skies!