The girls won't touch me
Cos I've got a misdirection
Living at night isn't helping [bad word] The signs all saying it's a social infection
little bit of fun's never been an insurrection

Mamma threw me out till I get some pants that fit
She just won't approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited, always gotta lose
Man that send me off
Let them take the cure

Don't need a cure
Need a final solution

Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction
Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear [bad word] Seems I'm a victim of natural selection
Meet me on the other side, another direction

Don't need a cure
Need a final solution