[Verse 1]
If there was a god
I'm sure he would be hated
For making bugs
This hell that was created
Sit on a coat, put on a hat
I am infested; it happens just like that
[Verse 2]
I'm sure I hate 'em
There ain't no "maybes"
Body lice and crabs, huh!
Head lice and scabies
You take your pick
They make me sick
While I scratch until I bleed
Soon, there'll be scabs for me to pick
[Verse 3]
It drives me mad
As I scratch my body raw
Sometimes, it feels like sex
When I'm scratching with my paws
Sometimes, it feels better
When it gets wetter
Lubed up with pus and blood
But later, I'm "upsetter"
If there was a god
I'm sure he would be hated
For making bugs
This hell that was created
Sit on a coat, put on a hat
I am infested; it happens just like that
[Verse 2]
I'm sure I hate 'em
There ain't no "maybes"
Body lice and crabs, huh!
Head lice and scabies
You take your pick
They make me sick
While I scratch until I bleed
Soon, there'll be scabs for me to pick
[Verse 3]
It drives me mad
As I scratch my body raw
Sometimes, it feels like sex
When I'm scratching with my paws
Sometimes, it feels better
When it gets wetter
Lubed up with pus and blood
But later, I'm "upsetter"
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