I say what’s the crowed? The ground was absolutely full!
The noise’s all around, we couldn’t keep the cool!
And then we try to express certain states of being good
We see you, lad, on our stand, guess it was understood.

I lose my patience, I’ll kick you
See you ugly and barf
And I will know if you get through
Be ready [bad word] or you try my staff

You will be under bench, don’t shake your [bad word] fist at me
I know now you will blench, and you will looking through the lee!

We’d like you better if you didn't ponce about so much
That’s why we have arrangements…
We’d like you better if you didn't ponce about so much
That’s why we have arrangements to make [bad word] and [bad word] #33;

What [bad word] make you scream, you always out of tune at all!
Saw you at “Sweet Sixteen”, your mama’ll cry at funeral!
I bounded all my wounds, I see you there ,you getting pills
It’s our city, man! Be ready die without a will!

I lose my patience, I’ll kick you
See you ugly and barf
And I will know if you get through
Be ready [bad word] or you try my staff

You will be under bench, don’t shake your [bad word] fist at me
I know now you will blench, and you will looking through the lee!

We’d like you better if you didn't ponce about so much
That’s why we have arrangements…
We’d like you better if you didn't ponce about so much
That’s why we have arrangements to make [bad word] and [bad word] #33;