We wake you  We break you  We drive you insane  We push you to the floor  And kick out your brain  We catch  Then scratch you  Until you're mane  You boring old fart  (lyrics by Nigel Stuart Cox)  Ain't got no whore  No pussy galore  You got your friendship  Ain't got no whore  I realize that I was emphashit  I call you shit dude  Bullshit or why  Killing all the anger - now!  I keep no slamming in'n'out'n'out  You see how it ends  But we keep on shootin' up  All end right now  We go on and on and start swimming  I never decided it was all a shame  Whatever you call  Should I go out for rage  A guy a dude a shilly you're bay  How do you profit  Oh I ain't got no way  I keep on staggeling  In and out and in anger again  But we keep on assuring no land  Right now  Keep on you dude  Froggeling to you  Bullshit