Hope you don't think I'm rude f** You Hope you don't think I'm precious f** You Hope you see I'm well adjusted: I can't stand the sight of you Don't wanna be startin somethin Don't want to antagonise, All I said was something simple: I can't stand the sight of you, I can't stand the sight of you. Don't believe, don't believe the words I don't believe all the things I've heard about you. I will be saying this in your defense: I'd rather eat a fridge full of arses than know you. And I've tried with all my might to see past all you failing but I've failed to give a f** You're a f**-up, you're a joke, You're a clown, take your pants down, Get f**ed you f**ing f**wit no you can't move into my house. With a range of ethics that are quite perverse You're sitting in the centre of your own universe Not content to sit upon the fence, you'll fall either way ignoring common sense I look into your eyes and seen a haze of your twisted sensibilities and little saving grace. [Chorus] I believe, I believe the words, of your best friend when he likened you to a steaming turd. And when he said he wished that you were dead, It was the most intelligent thing that anyone's ever said. And I've tried with all my might to see past all your failings but I failed to give a f**. [Chorus ad nauseum]