Twat

Like a night club in the morning, you're the bitter end

Like a recently disinfected shit-house, you're clean 'round the bend

You give me the horrors, too bad to be true

All of my tomorrows are lousy 'cause of you

You put the shat in shatter, put the pain in Spain

Your germs are splattered about, your face is just a stain

You're certainly no raver, commonly known as a drag

Do us all a favor, here . . . wear this polythene bag

You're like a dose of scabies

I've got you under my skin

You make life a fairy tale

Grimm

People mention murder, the moment you arrive

I'd consider killing you if I thought you were alive

You've got this slippery quality, it makes me think of phlegm

And a dual personality, I hate both of them

You're bad breath, vamps disease, destruction, and decay

Please, please, please, please, take yourself away

Like a death at a birthday party, you ruin all the fun

Like a sucked and spat-out Smartie, you're no use to anyone

Like the shadow of the guillotine on a dead consumptive's face

Speakin' as an outsider, what do you think of the human race?

You went to a progressive psychiatrist, he recommended suicide

Before scratching your bad name off his list and pointin' the way outside

You hear laughter breaking through, it makes you wanna fart

You're headin' for a breakdown, better pull yourself apart

Your dirty name gets passed about when something goes amiss

Your attitudes, platitudes, just make me wanna piss

What kind of creature bore you? Was it some kind of bat?

They can't find a good word for you, but I can: twat!