Текст песни:

I don′t know if you like me but it′s true
I′m totally retarded for you
May look like it, but I′m not sniffing glue
Or having my mom tell me what to do

It always seems to be one day up and one day down
I′m anticipating the day when you′ll stick around

I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
Oh yeah

Disgusted and moping, all bummed out
All i wanna do is sit and pout
I don′t know if you like me but it′s true
I′m totally retarded for you

It always seems to be one day up and one day down
I′m anticipating the day when you′ll stick around

I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up
I′m all screwed up -- the girl′s got me all screwed up

All screwed up
She′s got me all screwed up

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

Well she says she′ll always be true when any guy′ll do
You should′ve seen who she just blew
And then she tries to tell you she loves you woah woah

I′ve seen her type before, don′t wanna see her anymore
You gotta leave her behind, and find another girl

You know she′ll only bring you hurt, make you feel like a jerk
Spend your money while you work
And wear her lingerie for other guys woah woah

[chorus]

Someone to spend a little time, why don′t you leave that girl behind
You gotta leave her behind, and find another girl

[1st verse, chorus]

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

Let′s go!

There are lots of pretty girls.
It′s such a different world.
I want to live at the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.

Yes, I want to live at the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.
This place sucks!

At the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.
At the mall.

Yes, I want to live at the mall.
Yes, I want to live at the mall.
Yes, I want to live at the mall.
Yes, I want to live at the mall.
[music until fade]

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

Everytime you′re drunk
you always act like you′re so tough
You′re really a pussy and I′m gonna call your
bluff
Everyone is sick of you
You′re a wimp through and through
I swear you look worse than Charles Bukowski
We saw you drunk a thousand times
You′re an alcoholic Alber Einstein
EINSTEIN EINSTEIN ALBER EINSTEIN

Babyface boo hoo hoo
You′re just a babyface boo hoo hoo hoo yea

Everyone′s an asshole but you and both your
friends
If they don′t kiss your ass your ass all day
it would be the end
You′re a lazy piece of shit
Always drunk you little twit
I won′t kiss your ass you′re a loser
Never had to work a job
Your movie equal is the Blob
Admit the fact
You′re just a punk rock snob
PUNK ROCK SNOB PUNK ROCK SNOB

[Chorus]

I′d bitch slap you cause you′re just a bitch
Supported by your girlfriend the witch
You′re lucky she′s around for you
She′s save your ass, you leech you shrew
You pay her back by fucking other girls
The day she gets her glasses fixed
Is when you′re gonna get deep sixed
Grovel in the dirt and run to mommy
MOMMY MOMMY RUN TO MOMMY

[Chorus]

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

He rants and raves, he screams and shouts
He always flips his lid
But deep down inside he loves you kids
I know that you think he′s just a goon
But he makes little Vapid clean his room
He don′t like Nirvana
I know he don′t like Prong
And I′ll bet you five bucks that he don′t like this song
CHORUS:
Ben Weasel - "He′s an asshole"
Ben Weasel - "He′s a jerk"
Ben Weasel - you just hate him ′cuz he don′t hafta work
Ben Weasel - "He′s an asshole"
Ben Weasel - "He′s a jerk"
Ben Weasel...
He′s Ben Weasel, he′s so cool
He′s Ben Weasel, he′s so cool
He′s Ben Weasel, what can you do?
Ben Weasel, he′s so cool
He drinks mud, he smokes his butts
He′s glued to his T.V.
But when I drink a brew he frowns on me
He paces in his living room and festers every night
But we know that his bark′s worse than his bite
He don′t like Nirvana
I know he don′t like Prong
And I′ll bet you five bucks that he don′t like this song
CHORUS

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

I really think you suck.
I think you really fucking smell.
I hate the gosh darn sight of you.
You talk all day.
You talk all night.
Blabbermouth.
???

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

I′m really not a jerk.
I know how to dance.
I′m never gonna work.
I wear designer pants.
Oh, my head is empty,
And my brain, it hurts.
I wanna be a real cool guy
Wear alligator shirts.

I don′t care what you say.
I just wanna be this way.
I don′t care just what you said.
I just wanna be a bonehead.

Now I got a job.
My foreman′s name is Bob.
He′s really quite a guy.
He blows me all the time.
My girlfriend says she loves me.
Her mother says so, too.
I′m lifting weights most every day.
Won′t take no shit from you.

I don′t care what you say.
I just wanna be this way.
I don′t care just what you said.
I just wanna be a bonehead.

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

BooBarella, it′s funny that′s her name
Since I′ve seen her, I′ve never been the same
I saved up from mowing all those lawns
To buy Tina Turner records that she wants
Wouldn′t it be neat, wouldn′t it be sweet
If she was serving me beer all day long
Don′t ask me where i′ve been all day
Because you already know what I′ll say

Boo-Boo-Boo-BooBarella, Boo-Boo-Boo-BooBarella
Boo-Boo-Boo-wontcha′ be my girl

BooBarella you turned my head around
You know you got my heart all upside down
I saved up from mowing all those lawns
To buy Tina Turner records that she wants
Wouldn′t it be neat, wouldn′t it be sweet
If she was serving me beer all day long
Don′t ask me where i′ve been all day
Because you already know what I′ll say

[Chorus to end]

@ The Queers

Текст песни:

A buncha shit, a buncha puke, that′s where I′m coming from
I′m in a little trouble, beating up my mom
I′m gonna live a million years and then I′ll go to hell

Your big fat mouth is what I smell

Brush your teeth [x5]

I′d love to punch you in the face
I′d love to beat the brat
I′d really like to fuck you, but your ass is fat
I′m gonna live a million years and then I′ll go to hell
Your big fat mouth is what I smell

Brush your teeth

@ The Queers