Well ain't that just fucking peachy I just get turned 'round right
And I'm turned around again
I feel my skull getting itchy, keep me up all night
Scratching again and counting to ten

Sucking black hole in my stomach get no sustenance
No way to fill it up
It's got my soul on the run Think it just ran down my pants
Cause I don't really care if it ain't happening down there
Oh god I'm horny again and counting to ten

Life and survival ain't supposed to be rivals
But war's begun between food and fun
I'm stuck in the middle with less than a little
It's not enough, it winds me up
Once again one to ten

Well ain't that just fucking ducks I finally found my niche
My reason to exist
On life's highway I work at the Stucky's wasting every dish
It's a mystery no more I'm king janitor
Scrubbing again and counting to ten

Well ain't that just fucking precious I'm trying to look cute again
Like when I was a boy
Just what bizarre kind of message am I trying to send?
A boy among men, can't be as old as my friends
I'm at the mirror again counting to ten