I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fevers gonna catch you when the [bad word] gets back

Eat meat on friday thats alright
Even like steak on a saturday night
I can [bad word] the best at your social dos
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue

Im a [bad word]  Im a [bad word] Oh the [bad word] is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can [bad word]  I can [bad word] `cause Im better than you
Its the way that I move
The things that I do

I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I dont like those, my god, whats that
Oh its full of nasty habits when the [bad word] gets back