You may make fun of me,
Not knowing who I really am.
But that won't change who I'll be,
Because frankly I don't give a ****
A damn about all the jokes,
A **** about being left alone,
A **** about all the hoax,
About all the sticks and stones.
So as much as you're gonna try,
To get me down in the dumps,
You know what will get me by?
Knowing that I'm better than you chumps.
So go ahead and make yourselves,
Fell better by making fun.
And when some of you end up cleaning dishes,
I'll be number one.
I have my faults and you,
Definitely have yours too.
If you feel better picking on mine,
Then best of luck to you.
Because frankly I don't give a ****
A **** about the jokes,
I don't really give a **** about being left alone,
About all the hoax or sticks and stone.
I'll be number one honeys,
Then you will finally see,
The one you thought was funny,
Is better than all of you can be.
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 5:31 AM UTC
You may make fun of me,
Not knowing who I really am.
But that won't change who I'll be,
Because frankly I don't give a ****
A damn about all the jokes,
A **** about being left alone,
A **** about all the hoax,
About all the sticks and stones.
So as much as you're gonna try,
To get me down in the dumps,
You know what will get me by?
Knowing that I'm better than you chumps.
So go ahead and make yourselves,
Fell better by making fun.
And when some of you end up cleaning dishes,
I'll be number one.
I have my faults and you,
Definitely have yours too.
If you feel better picking on mine,
Then best of luck to you.
Because frankly I don't give a ****
A **** about the jokes,
I don't really give a **** about being left alone,
About all the hoax or sticks and stone.
I'll be number one honeys,
Then you will finally see,
The one you thought was funny,
Is better than all of you can be.
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