You can take it from me
And all the letters that I've written
Put your trust right in me
Like a note with a pigeon

I don't have anything to offer
The general public
The fire pitchfork runners
It's all so ugly
It's all so ugly
It's all so ugly

It's all twisted
You all fucked it up
Now it's too serious
You squeezed the fun
Out of it all
You swung too hard and threw your back out
You kicked yourselves right in the ass
Not my thing
Not my problem
Fuck em all
The whole lot of em
The whole lot of em

You can take it from me
And all the letters that I've written
Put your trust right in me
Like a note with a pigeon

I don't have anything to offer
The general public
The fire pitchfork runners
It's all so ugly
It's all so ugly
It's all so ugly

You all fucked it up
Now it's too serious
You squeezed the fun
Out of it all
You swung too hard and threw your back out
You kicked yourselves right in the ass
Not my thing
Not my problem
Fuck em all
The whole lot of em

Fuck em all