If was a God, Im sure he be hated. For making bugs, in hell he has created. Get on a coat, put on a hat, I am It happens like that.
Im I hate 'em ain't no maybes, Bodylice, and crabs, Headlice, and scabies. You take pick, they me sick, While I scratch I bleed Soon they'll be for me to pick.
It me mad, As I my body raw. Sometimes it like sex Im scratching with my paws..
Sometimes it better it gets wetter Lubed up with puss and But later, Im upsetter.
of pain, The rash inflamed, I simply control.. The can't be blamed..
Oh yes, can! go complain, To the Drop-in clinic, 'Hook me up some Lindane!'
Oh yes, The for the occasion, This lotion gives you too many applications. [x3]
But I use it. be the tested. This time, it's too far. My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! time it's 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 won't stop 'Til I 'em all, dead!
Then, there's the They'll hatch! If I delouse again, In days, they'll hatch!
And at time, I will truely go My nervous system By the use of the
It is lotion, On my tested, This time gone too far My is INFESTED!
It is lotion, On my tested, time it's gone too far My is INFESTED!
I am infested! I am infested! This it's gone too far, My is infested!
I am infested! I am infested! This time gone too far, My is infested!
This it's gone too far, My is infested!