[Verse 1] It's part p**n Part true dectective intro Just went blonde They have more fun I've been told [Pre-Chorus] And now I only have a first name Just call me Zayn, Malik was lame Now I'm like Sting, Hitler and Bono I like all types of birds As long as they're models This Girl weighs less than both her shoes These Boxing Unicorns are making Unip**n Hey put some hearts on that girls b**bs [Chorus] Now lets make dreamy faces Stick the footage in premiere Make everything look smeared Put a flower on her Labia Tattoo lyrics on her neck Now here's some gibberish Yabba Dabba Do Babadook Mamaduke I can do what I want No more 1D guys And raging hormones She's a porcupine This is a poor song [Verse 2] Pillow F*** Is what I do when she's gone F*** f*** f********! Now I'm cool! I drop F bombs [Pre-Chorus] Why is my so expressionless? If I feel great or I'm in pain It stays the same, irrergardless Blood's pouring from your eyes You must be hungry Please let me make you some beef stew [Chorus] Hey lets get out of this hell Cause this s**y acid trip Is making us feel sick Lets go home and watch Seinfeld It's on eight times a week And it still holds up [End-Chorus] In the bed all day Watch TV endlessly Eating crisps with some dips Watch Family Guy and getting our friends on You Boxing Unicorns can put your clothes on And you can go home I'm now the Justin Guy This is my End Zone [End] Justin Guy, Justin Guy, Justin Guy, Justin Guy End Zone, End Zone, End Zone, End Zone