Well, that's what you are
Mother, o my mother
Mother, o my mother!
Poke out from behind her
Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll
Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole
Was tricked to sit on poop, by some puke-able asshole
To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control
This shit has got my soul
Down my head, chest, and asshole,
Mother, o my mother
That's what rains for
Yep, yep, yep, yep, i'm fuckin asshole
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll
I never ever can see no when i be in her slot
"you're not an asshole you just don't give a fuck a lot."
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