I grew my hair and i felt better I went and bought a cardigan sweater I tried some smack it made me sick Now my stomach is a-ci-dic I thought, "for sure she's an addict" She found me vaguely attractive Down at the beach where i met her She picked my nose, I felt better I'd eat dog sh** to make me hurl I'd even dress up like a girl Your band will make us all the loot We'll name our first born after fruit