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