I stand here naked, laughing at myself hope I'm insured, concerned about my health my heart is pounding, wondering what you'll think does my tuxedo really stink? (hope not) I'm still in town, walking in the street with a Burger King crown, no shoes on my feet my story's old news, I read it in a magazine everyone was wrong, dissolving like a dream like a dream I ate a cat, so I could have 9 lives year of the rat, confetti fills our eyes big prom night anthems, was saving soldiers lives no plane, no funeral, no tickets to the skies and don't you look nice on this morbid day yes you pay the price for pretending your ok I want to travel, unravel your mystique in your tuxedo you still look like a freak like a freak I stand here naked, laughing at myself hope I'm insured, concerned about my health wear out your welcome, wear out your new shoes cause in a moment you'll have nothing to lose but your mind

they say you should love yourself before you go on and love somebody else and I found the perfect person it's worse than you know yeah you girls are pretty sweet but you haven't got the feet to walk in these silver shoes for one solid week why? cause I'm in love with myself yes I'm on my mind I'm in love with no one else yeah only my kind i'm in love with the man in the mirror oh these thoughts have never ever been clearer i'm in love with myself if i could clone myself you know i'd fuck my clone the idols that I taped to my walls deflate my ego and make me feel small and vultures swooping down for the cream look like poseurs in American dreams well I can make alotta doe cause I'm good at what I do and I'm clever enough to know that I'm better than you I hear snickers in my ears to spite me "but I'm good enough I'm smart enough… and doggone it, people like me" (chorus) therapy, has pierced my chi I'm lost, I'm free I tossed the key no more me, no more me they say you should love yourself before you go on and love somebody else and I found the perfect person it's worse than you know he's got poofy black hair sexy mustache big fat lips, he's hilariously brash he's selfish and rude armed with attitude he's got talent and dreams man he's bursting at the seams with style and grace a photogenic face an abstract mind and crazy good taste he's a God on a mission he's the man with the plan he's a born rockstar I'm his #1 fan oh he's humble and he's kind incredible and lying and it's only a matter a time before he gets into your mind what a hunk, what a mystery tougher than Mr. T if anyone's cooler man you gotta be kidding me (chorus)

"my curiosity.." he's a little monkey with a joystick lashing out his tongue like a little prick he's stealing from the flaming fridge no burning he's blowing up the bridge he's sipping on a poor cow's utter he's making moves on my grandmother he's shaking down drunks at the bar he's always taking it too far running over rabbits on the road enough bad habits to have a show picking at the scabs from his face leaving the party without a trace trying to make me flinch with a fake punch just help yourself to my late lunch you should really cut it out before i put my fucking knuckles in your mouth your mad, i'm glad they call me the impulse kid i'm sorry but it was funny looking back on what i did death bomb morals getting into quarrels with squirrels and girls breast chubby princess hate love, hate hugs so fake, fake thugs no drugs, no dice don't need your advice annoying bird whistler bad french kisser double rhyme disser angry wedding singer fuck the holy house holy moly retards v-cards cut up your highness is a slut what, what? can't hear you ain't nobody fears you big bad beefhead ski jump hairdo smash your cellphone fucking living in a hellhole snap into a slim jim and watch out for the elbow he's a little monkey with a joystick showing off to the girls his limp dick when he's ready to be real he'll tell you how he feels but for now he's acting like the kid (chorus) "my curiosity is killing me just like the cat would be killed by the curiosity YEAH!"

forget going out the night is old I wake up in the morning in the freezing cold I'm like a hell spawn a hideous man a soldier at war with the vanity.. man I tell you somethings wrong Elephant man, Dr. Doom sings along break my confidence in half momma says you'll only make it worse and she's wise my date went blind a staring champion in the bathroom I hide with a make up kit the fluorescent lights the mirror talks gonna shatter that cows glass box (chorus) if I had the looks (I wanna make love to you) of the young king (cause you have a beautiful body) then I wouldn't feel (I wanna make love to you) like swamp thing (cause you have a beautiful body) still though.. (chorus) only make it worse

another nappy night at the whack open mic just sipping white russians under low lights low life's, scumbags rocking scarf cum rags looking to get laid but I gotta concentrate cause the spotlights blazing, hell raising time and a Wee Wee's gotta shine fine rhymes spilling out like a 40 'till I spot a deaf biddy checking out my goatee oki doki, who's this smokey cutie apple bumblebee? I think she's friends with Emily I've see her round town shaking her booty in the air gravitate smooth, fluffing up my hair she's warm like a sleeping bag, sweet like a smoothie provide the ride home, yo you wanna watch a movie? "Off Da' Chain's" on and guess who's the star? it's getting hot and heavy fogging up the car I could spend the night no I ain't no bed wetter she couldn't resist a gentlemen in red leather "so uh here we are….. shit!" "yo your like my #1 cheesecake, straight up" "yo this movie's dope right? I told you" "yo all dudes wanna make out, I just wanna hold you" and she says.. boy i can sense your sensitivity and i like what i see but your strange and i'd like to know a little bit more about you who, me? yo! i got garfield sheets on my queen sized mattress they call me the public enemy of public access i'm a wondrous prince with assless chaps and i only rock 40s, never mess with the Pabst and i always give daps when we wake up from are naps and when its bedtime, time for redwine like what sup you pass that cup and i'm having mad visions of my emma not diana and i can't believe i haven't even asked her out to dinner coz i'm shy i'm so shy real talk gemini goddess bestowed at birth riding horses butt naked all across the earth planting beanstocks she's fresh like a garden bent over in the sun peacocks getting hardened and she says boy that cupid must be aiming at me and i like what i see i'm feeling strange but i could see myself loving you i'm an undercover lover fabio don't know its butter i'm a double dandy blend i'm a never ending friend i'm a carnival thug ferris wheel size love girl i'm a smooth operator ain't no chronic masturbator ain't no need to thank me after hanky panky once we get the condom i'll pound you like john bonham i'm a buy you mad flowers and shag like austin powers i'm feeling kind of stupid but baby i'm with cupid

its getting random when your throw a tantrum your baby anthem's blaring out the window and yeah they got more gigs but baby you got wigs volatile is your style, the scorpio's gone wild i just wanted to be your lover but you treat me like your mother baby boo should i change your diaper before i go? bitch about the bands but your in a bitching band kid behind their backs with your tongue like an axe your motivation drugs steamrolling over bugs what about me? what about she? who are you really running from? i just wanted to be your lover but you treat me like your mother baby boo should i change your diaper before i go? read my diary got you heated well i read yours so now we're even no more secrets no more pain stop acting like a child or maybe i'll hop on the next train i don't wanna trap you keep you from your dream like a permanent tattoo got to stay clean even if it means you gotta split the scene and leave me, believe me i don't wanna be out the window like a wrecking ball keeping up with you need a pack of aderol don't have a cow, i need you now can't we connect like a hairy unibrow? i just wanted to be your lover but you treat me like your mother baby boo should i change your diaper before i go? "Today I've been clean off drugs for 3 years, they promised me you was gonna take me to Connecticut to party, I wanna go."

hold on don't go I'm lost, again no booze no sex like we never had anyways I know you must despise me "exactly what I meant…" but you must realize me all alone in my mansion no more dancing unplug the phone online fake friends fate ends in a wink (chorus) look, honey they're playing our song "don't let me down!" the one we slow danced to at the prom hold on dear father this is harder than I thought inspire my heart felt so good from the start

"Rock and Roll don't come from your brain, it comes from your crotch! You ever got any Mr. Cute Shorts, you'd know that." There you go again yeah getting all depressed with your pill popping palms, all sweaty your a mess and the heart in your chest is anybody's guess where it's at, where it was, your alone because your anti-social butterfly still in your cocoon anti-social butterfly still in your cocoon I want to help you but I'm not mature your mental blocks have created steel doors your in a nutshell the real world you ignore you play those lame games but you'll never score there you go again yeah getting all spacey looking to the ground of the bar, you can't face me calling all the time to your fed up friends and we try to take you out but it ends ends ends with anti-social butterfly still in your cocoon anti-social butterfly still in your cocoon I want to help you but I'm not mature you want her number tell me what's that for? you know you won't call her you won't even bother you've got a friend request oh your such a baller biatch. "alright boys, give me an A-N-T-I, that's it! A-N-T-I" there you go again yeah clowning for attention but you were clowning frowning in detention someone cracked a whip that made your lips go "zip" and everybody knows when baby throws a fit now your (chorus) I want to help you but I don't really care I ask if your ok but you just stare your mind's on fire yeah your looking grim dust off that yearbook read your superlative (chorus) I want to help you I want to help you I want to help you but fuck you! "fuck you too"