Have you ever been called a big wind bag?
Or a filthy ho, are you on the rag?
Or, maybe someone said "You're an ugly hag."
"Damn you friggin' beatch, you're a real drag."

Do children ever see you and have to yak?
Ever mistaken for a donkey at the race-track?
Ever ask the mirror, "Who is that scag?"
Then, with a spoon, gag

Oz helped the scarecrow, tin man and the lion's whine
It's too bad your brain withered on the vine

Hey lady, you're a piece-a-work
They all say you're a friggin' jerk
You make 'em blow blow blow
Blow chunks when they look at you - ew - ew

Buddy, you're a piece-a-work
Like an angry postal clerk
Made 'em go, o-m-g
After pullin' out your uzi

You don't have to feel like you're out of place
At least you know you're not a waste of space
For ugly sticks, kids rub 'em on your face
Are you a nut case or a basket case?

I still remember when you were just so-so
But over all the years amassed stupid by the kilo
Until you were the dumbo maestro
The bozo so-and-so

Specialists examined if you're schizo or psycho
The doctors concluded you're just loco

You really are a piece-a-work
They all say you're a friggin' jerk
You make 'em blow blow blow
Blow chunks when they look at you - ew - ew

You're a friggin' piece-a-work
Like an angry postal clerk
Made 'em go, o-m-g
After pullin' out your uzi

What a maroon
Even dumber than a goon, goon, goon
And all you ever do is nag nag nag
You really are the worst scum bag

You mutha-fugin' piece-a-work
They all say you're a friggin' jerk
You make 'em blow blow blow
Blow chunks when they look at you - ew - ew

Dammit! You're a piece-a-work
Like an angry postal clerk
Made 'em go, o-m-g
After pullin' out your uzi

Out of tune
Even dumber than a goon, goon, goon
Out of tune
Even dumber than a goon, goon, goon



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