think ramones...
(tell me when you get sick of me posting all my little rhymes, and i'll go find a songwriter's forum
)
i'm a miserable bitch,
and i love company,
nothin better to do
than to scam meals for free
i have food allergies
and a bad attitude
yeah, my husband's a prick
and we think you were rude
when you smiled and helped us,
it just made us think,
how can we hurt her
and drive her to drink?
we just can't believe
that nice people exist
you see, we are just scumbags
who should slit our wrists
because we are not grateful,
no we are just mad
at ourselves, cause we're ugly
and fat, dumb and sad
so we look for the worst
or we'll just make up lies,
so that you can get fired
and we get free fries
and salads and dinners
and maybe drinks, too
because you are below us,
we're better than you
we'll run you, harrass you,
insult you and more
but don't look for a tip
when we walk out that door
our own lives are sucky
our target is you
you can't make us happy,
whatever you do
because we are not grateful,
no we are just mad
at ourselves, cause we're ugly
and fat, dumb and sad
but we'll rot in hell,
karma isn't a lie
we'll die painful deaths
and forever, we'll FRY.
because we are not grateful,
no we are just mad
at ourselves, cause we're ugly
and fat, dumb and sad
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