What are you going to do
Now that what you've been hiding
Is not short to be revealing
What excuse are you going to throw now?

Pack your bags if you don't want a war
It's gonna be all-out, honey.
Pack that smug face if you don't want a scar
Try to be reasonable if you  don't want to be funny.

Show a little less skin,
Show a little less grin;
Show a little less sin,
Drink a little less aspirin.

Don't be such a clean person
If it's obvious you're not far from rotten;
Don't use too much jargon,
If your grammar you ain't gonna sharpen.

Cut the chase, say the truth!
Leave the paint and leave it bare!
You're nothing but anyone uncouth;
Gaze upon my uneasy stare!

Don't paint crows white,
Don't paint roses blue,
Don't paint wrongs right,
Don't cover up what's true!

Alas, it has come.
The day you've been hiding from.
Too bad, the damage is done;
**Too bad you have nowhere to run.