I don't know where that fly's been before
A tad unlikely it's clean, of course
And that doubt is why I'm goin' crazy
It seems that I can't kill insects for beans
I just wanna squish that damn thing into goo
Dead in my sights, I wish it was true
Have no patience for the chase, want the fly to settle
On a surface for me to splat, wooden or metal

But I still fail
I always falter, I hate this, I can't hit with the swatter
Oh, I hate this, I can't hit with the swatter

It always swerves the last second, keeps gettin' away
Flyin' for ten minutes 'til it sits in one place
Almost like it wants to taunt me, "Go on, try"
Don't you dare give me hope, just sit there and die
As I blink back the tears of frustration, I see
Not one fly in the air, it escaped from me
Put my weapon down? No way, bud
I let go of the swatter, it starts back up

Drives me insane
Why must I falter? Damn it, I can't hit with the swatter
Oh, damn it, I can't hit with the swatter

I wish I didn't get coughs from the damn bug spray
Then I could just kill this fly, piece of cake
Could say it's my fault, would not be a lie
To say I have an "overkill" style
Just don't wanna miss, what's wrong with that?
Make sure the spray knocks the bastard out flat
Whether fly or spider or bee
And whatever method, plain to see

I can't aim
I always falter, this sucks, I can't hit with the swatter (a total pain)
Oh, this sucks, I can't hit with the swatter (can't knock it down)
Oh, this sucks, I can't hit with the swatter (I always miss)
Oh, this sucks, I can't hit with the swatter (taunts me), oh-oh, yeah

Such a pain (I have no luck)
Falter (just swing around)
The one that's hurt is me