And he's a f**ed-up man with a f**ed up life
Two dirty kids and an ugly wife
Standard clothes and standard car
Except of all that's what you are
The only time he's having fun
Is when he's up his neighbour's bum
Kids himself that he's a man
Never happy with a plan
The roads are full, he's got no cla**
But when's his head's right up his arse
But we don't like the things you do
And we will not remember you
Remember you
He tells his kids not to be bad
To grow up like their normal dad
Stinks it down the barber's shop
To buy his books and rubber co*k
Hide behind the master grins
Covers all his f**ing sins
But we don't like the things you do
And we will not remember you
Remember you
You're praying to your god of love
To replay all your f**ing loves
But you're the meanest c*nt in town
The road near you is f**ing down
So don't expect respect from us
You f**ed your life up, can't you sus?
And we don't like the things you do
And we will not remember you
Remember you
And we don't like the things you do
And we will not remember you