If was a God, Im he would be hated. For bugs, in this hell he has created. Get on a coat, put on a hat, I am It happens just that.
Im I hate 'em ain't no maybes, Bodylice, and crabs, Headlice, and scabies. You your pick, make me sick, While I until I bleed Soon they'll be for me to pick.
It me mad, As I scratch my raw. Sometimes it feels sex When Im scratching my paws..
Sometimes it better When it wetter up with puss and blood But later, Im upsetter.
of pain, The rash inflamed, I simply control.. The scabies be blamed..
Oh yes, can! go complain, To the Centre clinic, 'Hook me up some Lindane!'
Oh yes, The for the occasion, This lotion you cancer With too many applications.
But I use it. be the tested. This time, gone too far. My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! This time gone too far, My is infested!
I am infested! be the tested! This it's gone too far, My is infested!
One bug, two bug, bug, four. bugs just FUCK AND EAT Soon there'll be more (To) my head, my bed, These bugs stop infesting 'Til I 'em all, dead!
Then, there's the fucking hatch! If I dont again, In seven days, hatch!
And at time, I will go insane My nervous shot By the use of the
It is lotion, On my tested, time it's gone too far My is INFESTED!
It is lotion, On my tested, This time gone too far My is INFESTED!
I am infested! I am infested! time it's gone too far, My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! This time gone too far, My is infested!
This time gone too far, My is infested!