You're sitting at home alone Watching some cheap porn Playing your guitar Thinking you're a star
You're just a piece of shit I hate you You're just a piece of crap So I won't miss you if you just die
Your music is so impressive Like a drunkman sings his songs Your music is so expressive Like an old corpse in the morgue You're feeling yourself happy Like a mental handycaped But I ain't gonna punch you 'Cos you're already dead
You're just a piece of shit I hate you You're just a piece of crap So I won't miss you if you just die