Mr. Fucktard had a baby, hope it's a better one
An improvement of himself or an abortion carved in stone
She gave me poisoned pie, the kind you'd serve alone
Enjoy it while you can. They'll come out in a month

It makes me sick!

It's funny where your mind goes when you get hit by a bus
Got no need for new friends, they will drive us fucking nuts
Wait until the end, we got our heads on pointed guns

It makes me sick!

Holly twisted my perceptions
She came out on her own
Raise your yellow magic markers
"Fire it up! " I said so

It makes me sick!

It's funny where your mind goes when you get hit by a bus
Got no need for new friends, they will drive us fucking nuts
Wait until the end, we got our heads on pointed guns

It makes me sick!