Take me out to the ballgame Throw me down on the ground
Buy me some panties and camoflauge
Run me down with a rusty old dodge and let's root for good old America
If they don't win, there's no game, and scream Kill! Kill! Kill or be killed
Someone get my perscription filled I've done nothing, and I'm all out of ideas
I'm bored of this dumb boring person I is
Oh, shit up a rope go buttfuck the pope with American Idol and Original Coke
I cram and cram until it all fits I'm over excited, I'm painting with shit
Believe what you see when they say that you won't believe your eyes
A second chance to live, an early turn to die Say 'hi' Look your best
Say 'thank you', 'pardon me' Bend down, grit your teeth
Steady, hands on knees Feel it? Do you feel it? Yeah, that's the way it always feels
Stand up and die trying, fainting, digging in dead heels