Philip Best - Philosophy of The Wife-beater lyrics

Just like your father Just like your mother What sort of example do you think you're setting? Do you talk that way to your sister? Does c*nt talk that way to your sister? So why'd you say that? You know you can't get away with that You know what's coming to you now, don't you? Coming to c*nt I just can't believe you did that You c*nt, you f**ing c*nt Who do you think you are? Who the hell do you think you are? Who the f** do you think you are? You stupid f**ing c*nt Do you talk that way to your sister? Would you talk that way to your momma? Eh? Come on, c*nt, do you talk that way to your momma? Do you talk that way to your momma? Didn't she teach you any manners? Look at me and say you're sorry, c*nt c*nt says sorry c*nt's gonna say sorry You're nothing c*nt's nothing Zero Just remind yourself Remember you're fat Remember you're stupid Remember you're ugly Just like your f**ing mother Just like your f**ing father Have you got a good view? Fat, stupid and ugly A fat, stupid, ugly c*nt Are you remembering that? You f**ing c*nt I really can't believe you did that You vulgar, common, coarse piece of sh** Your hanging and sick wobbly meat flab Flabby folds your flesh You're a disgrace You're a total disgrace And where's your f**ing decorum? Yes, decorum, where is your f**ing decorum? c*nt's f**ing decorum You f**ing c*nt Just like your f**ing mother And just like your f**ing father See that? What's that over there? Yes, c*nt, that's a door I just want you to look at the door Now I'm a really positive person But you don't know what can happen from day to day As you think about it in your mind If I walked out that f**ing door And the door closed And as it closed It slammed shut And no matter what you did No matter what you f**ing did You could not open the door And you knew you could never look into my eyes again Hear my voice again Feel my touch again You're right, you know About that door You really shouldn't think about it A huge mistake to f**ing think about You don't have to think about the door It makes you feel uncomfortable Doesn't it? I know it does You don't have to feel like that It's distressing It's really distressing A terrible think happened My friend was stabbed in the street By some drunk Dead before he arrived at the hospital Wouldn't it be terrible? Think about it Even if you could get that door opened And you were to search You could never find me again You will never be able to see me again You will never be able to hear my voice again Feel my touch again You'll never be able All that fun we had together The great times we had together The coast The night-time The hotel The journey home Even if you were to open that door You would search but you could never find You're nothing c*nt's nothing Zero Just remind yourself Remember you're fat Remember you're stupid Remember you're ugly Fat, stupid and ugly Just remember that And also remember life's tragedies Think about them I still think about it You see that door? You see that door? You see that door? You see that door? c*nt, do you see that f**ing door?