Wassamatta With You?

There's a whole lotta crap

Comin' out of your yap

I caught a little bit of it

And it landed in my lap

I'm gonna stick it in the post box

With all your other junk and trash

And I hope upon receipt, they will shove it up your ass

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

There's a whole lotta shit

Comin' off of your lips

You've got a thousand nasty words

At your fingertips

I think you're proud of what you do

I think you think that you're a talent

But you're a fucking Moussolini

With a giant rubber mallet

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

I don't mind, I don't care, It's not right, It's not right, It's not fair

I don't care, It's not fair, It's not right, I don't mind

It's not fair, It's not fair, It's not right, I don't care

There's a whole lotta waste

Comin' off of your face

You're just a walking contradiction

You're just a genuine disgrace

And in another hundred years

Well, we both will be forgotten

But my corpse will be beautiful

And your corpse will be rotten

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

I don't mind, I don't care, It's not right, It's not right, It's not fair

I don't care, It's not fair, It's not right, I don't mind

It's not fair, It's not fair, It's not right, I don't care

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

Wassamatta with you?

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Lyrics submitted by Scott.