got a puss pocket waiting for you    got a flesh bubble from huffing too much glue    got a precious pimple loaded with some goo    dont wanna pop it 'cause I'm saving it for you    I'm saving it for you       I got a bleeding ulser pulsating in my brain    growing fast and moving up    like mushrooms after rain       what are you looking at    what the fuck are you looking at?!?!    my fingers are rusty my pockets are gonna bust    its time for it to open up    explosions made of pus    the water bugs are waiting in their armour by the door    armies of those metal monsters    crawling on the floor       repeat first verse    a pain inside the pimple    pulsating in the wind    fleah bubbles gonna bust    exposed too much pain    when pus reaches you and you know it will    your brains will try and you'll wonder why    you know I wondwer still