banned from the bar
and barred from the club
and clubbed by the cops
for copping some drugs
drugged down the street
by his self abuse
a candy man hanging
from a self tied noose-
-ence in public
with panties and bras
he's not like the beaver
of harriet and ozz
he's the bastard son
of the col. kurtz
lucille ball-buster
crystal meth-el mertz
i wasn't born this way
i was raised
not by wolves, but by jews
i was guilted and hazed
a middle class clown
waging lower class war
a beverly hillbilly
peeled off the floor
the erratic irreverent
reverend that wreaks
havoc and wreckage
whenever he speaks
i'm not the first
i'm your last second shot
a film about grave robbing
without a plot
throwing a party?
i'll darby crash it
my captain's sensibilities
tells me to smash it
i am the shit smeared
in your pillowcase
i'm not the texting
i'm the upper case
ranting and cursing
he sings in the first person
and then...
i'll catch myself
and start singing about me again
because of your hairlip
i shaved your mustache
your donner party
has just been darby crashed
i'm anti-christ
the unoriginal sin
the ten months of relevent
johnny rotten
i am the victim
in victimless crimes
painting the town
red between the lines
losing is delightful
when you always win
that's why i push my chips
gg all-in