Well, I lived with one Well, I lived with one, I lived with two, I even lived with a third I wanna tell you about number one He was a miserable shitwringing turd Like he reminded me of some evil gnome Shaking hands was like shaking a hot, fat, oily bone Holding on for far too long Yes he took me in, he took me in He said that I looked pale and thin I told him he looked fat His lips were red and licking wet His house was roasting hot In fact it was a fucking slum Scum! Scum! Well then he hooked up with some slut from the same game Black snow! Black snow! Cocksuckstress, and I should know Mean and vicious, her microphone always smelled suspicious His and herpes bath towel type If you know what I mean I could not look at him, worm He’d be taking a shower and who should walk in He was the epitome of their type Her middle name was Welcome, his was Wipe Scum! Scum! Well you’re on the shit list Thrust and twist, twist and screw You gave me a bad review And maybe you think that it’s all just water under the bridge Well my un-friend, I’m the type that holds a grudge I’m your creator I think you fucking traitor, chronic masturbator, Shitlicker, user, self-abuser, jigger jigger! What rock did you crawl from? Which, did you come? You Judas, Brutus, Vitus, Scum! Hey four-eyes, come That’s right, it’s a gun Face is bubble, blood, and, street Snowman with six holes clean into his fat fuckin guts Psychotic drama mounts Guts well deep then a spring is fount I unload into his eyes Blood springs Dead snow Blue skies