Sometimes I can be perfectly sweet
Got the sugary me all stuffed up in my sleeve
And I'll talk of ponies and rainbows and things
And I'm just who you want me to be
Like most creatures down here on the ground
 [bad word] of the elements moving around
But I grow and change and I shift and I switch
And it turns out I'm actually kind of a [bad word] 
But that only happens when I get provoked
By some piece of [bad word] [bad word] we all sadly know
And I sit and I write while reminding you all
That mean songs are still better than going postal

That guy's an [bad word] 
And that girl's a [bad word] 
Baby it's natural
No getting away from it
So sing it out with me
And then let it go
 [bad word] that guy he's just an [bad word] 

I see I surprised you with some of my words
And I know that surprises, while fun, still can hurt
And I hate to think I [bad word] the day
You're the [bad word] and the queen of the high horse parade
But I'm sick and tired of your poisonous ways
You're a toxin wasting perfectly good space
And I say what I think
'Cause it's more economic than [bad word] or a drink

That guy's an [bad word] 
And that girl's a [bad word] 
Baby it's natural
No getting away from it
So sing it out with me
And then let it go
 [bad word] that guy he's just an [bad word] 

And I won't let him in
Under my skin
He's a sad sack of [bad word] 
It's pathetic
Just a festering sore
That will never be more than that
If I don't let him

That guy's an [bad word] 
And that girl's a [bad word] 
Baby it's natural
No getting away from it
So sing it out with me
And then let it go
 [bad word] that guy he's just an [bad word]