It's too much of a threat
It's a constant fret
It ***** my head
It always comes back
(And I laugh)

It drives me to scolding showers
And toilet seat scours
All for me to holler
The name of the new prowler

Recognizable from the rest
You're taking it all away
Killing me day by day
I'll burn any stronghold that stands

I'll make sure all words are clear
To make those red-matter strands
Pull and tear of all your flesh
And of all your gloom