Post-punk,
prefab attitude.
Don't step on my funk.
Get the * out of my way, world.
I've come to kick ass.
Swish for the kids.
Mrs. Millage, my grade-three teacher,
always said she'd play as Cecilia
by Simon and Garfunkel.
Wowie, zowie, mowie, cowie.
Did that ever leave an impression?
If you're gonna reincarnate,
you should do it now,
like a slut.
It will never be just right,
so get in motion and come back to life.
Spinal Tap said,
give me reincarnation or give me death.
That makes a lot of sense.
Sketchy losers and horror shows.
Nasty men with nasty minds.
These people should be avoided like the plague.
They have no respect for you,
and they will stare at you until they have stolen all your time.
Meet them in person in high school.
Then when high school is over,
they keep you in mind like a pet peeve
or a personal pet.
Go to Cuba,
smoke a big fat Romeo and Juliet cigar.
Drink double espressos every morning in the sun.
Why would anybody want to move up north from the
sunny,
beautiful,
warm climate with lovely scenery?
We have more stuff up here.
But if you fall in love
down south, nothing could compete with that.
No competition at all.
The fact that
my cock is a lot bigger than you thought,
doesn't surprise you.
The fact
that my cock is a lot bigger than you thought,
doesn't surprise you.
I'm nobody's slave.
You can't make me kneel.
I'm nobody's slave.
I will never heal.
You don't own me, sir.
You can dig your grave.
You don't own me, sir.
I'm nobody's slave.
They want to make you their slave.
And this is how the world turns.
But we also eat people like this for breakfast.
They clone you.
They breathe when you breathe.
They are mocking faggots.
Mocking closet-case homos.
They are offspring of fat, rich yuppies.
And they want to consume you or acquire you.
They're not yuppies, but guppies.
Even worse.
Go to Cuba,
smoke a big fat Romeo and Juliet cigar.
Drink double espressos every morning in the sun.
Why would anybody want to move up north from the sunny,
beautiful,
warm climate with lovely scenery?
We have more stuff up here.
But if you fall in love down south,
nothing could compete with that.
No competition at all.
The fact that my cock is a lot bigger than you thought,
doesn't surprise you.
The fact that my cock is a lot bigger than you thought,
doesn't surprise you.
Sketchy losers and horror shows.
Nasty men with nasty minds.
These people should be avoided like the plague.
They have no respect for you.
And they will stare at you until they have stolen all your time.
Meet them in person in high school.
Then when high school is over,
they keep you in mind like a pet peeve.
Or a personal pet.