The Wonderstuff

Laugh when he jokes, slap him when he chokes
It's time to give up the smokes
And ohh when he cries don't wipe his eyes,
take the wine from the swine,
and remind him of his crimes
Ohh in another world
yeah he could wear a dress
Imagine his surprise when he opened his eyes,
and I'd run the lawnmower over his thighs
Imagine the disturbance,
at the time of the occurrence,
when his life became a burden,
and we laughed at his cries
Welcome to the cheap seats,
where your life's seen through cracked spectacles