'Swich - An Armstrong Ballard lyrics

Roses are red Violets are blue I hate you The cat on the mat was flat He jumped off a roof and went splat Now Mason is dead he acted like a sped And we rejoiced forever after Roses are red Gra** is green I like your legs And what's in between I like your style I like your cla** But most of all I like your a** Roses are red Gra** is green You must weigh more Than a washing machine Roses are funny Violets are silly Watch out baby Here comes my Willy Violets are silly and Roses are funny You get no s** 'Til I get some money Corpses are red (Though the strangled look blue) And both are delightful When boiled for glue Roses are red, violets are blue I'm schizophrenic, and so am I Roses are red violets are blue If your parents said that you are beautiful they're lying you Roses are red. Violets are Blue That's the colour of your face, when I'm done with you