If was a god, I'm sure he would be hated, for bugs, this hell that was created. Sit on a coat, put on a hat, I am infested, it just like that. I'm sure I 'em, there ain't no maybes, bodylice & crabs, & scabies. You take pick. They me sick. Well, scratch until I bleed, so be scabs for me to pick. It drives me mad as I my body raw, sometimes it feels like sex when I'm scratching my paws. it feels better, when it gets wetter; lubed up with puss & blood... but I'm upsetter. 'Cause of the pain when the rash inflamed, I simply control, the scabies can't be blamed. Oh yes can! I'll go complain to the drop in clinic, hook me up some lindane! Oh yes lindane, the for the occasion, this gives you cancer with too many applications. (3x) But I use it. I'll be the tested. time it's gone too far my body is infested.
I am infested, I am infested, this time gone too far, my body is infested. I am infested, be the tested, this time gone too far, my body is infested...
One bug, two bug, bugs, four, these bugs just fuck & eat, soon they'll be more. (to) my head, infest my bed, these bugs won't stop infesting I kill them all dead. Then there's the eggs, the catch. If I don't delouse again, in seven they'll hatch. And at this time, I will truly go my nervous shot by the use of the lindane. It is this on my generation tested, this time it's gone too far, my is infested.