I'm down and out now sittin' in a stupid chair
Seems that I've been swappin' crap for years
Just a little noddy chewin' on my bread
Little scmoozy-woozy want you dead
In a shitty mood, go away man
Want no rocky talkin' 'cause I'm screwed
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
On a loner thing, go away man
'Cause what you say can't make the rock-bell ring
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go, gotta
Gotta go, gotta go, gotta go
I've heard your records and I've read your zines
I've got it up to here but you don't know what I mean
Just a motor-mouthie with a borin' twist
No-goodnik meant for nothin' makin' me so fuckin' pissed
Wanna eat my cheese, wanna read my sleaze
Don't wanna analyze it, shut it 'cause I'm greased