How long, how long has he been washing you?
Scrubbing you, kissing you, without touching you at all?
You are the soul of the party, the shoes off, let’s stink
The only girl that kept me, the only girl that reeked
You were the soul of the party, the fight and fuck machine,
The only girl that kept me off the edge of this seat.
There’s no soul to this party, this is medium TV
This is nosebleeds and accountants and mediocracy*
Sold to the man with the crook in his hand,
Fingering my assortments like abortions in the bank
Such as shame about apathy
Such a shame you stopped calling me
You were the ones that left me in the swamp,
Shark fight, forked tongue
So I rape that little bitch because she likes her loving mean
Dirty, wheezing, dying horse, I wish, I want come home with me

* Medicoracy (alt spelling and definition): 1. Mediocrity – with weakness, poor quality, an ineffective state. 2. Media – Crazy – those responsible and in control of public communications being insane, absurd, out of control. 3. with spoken emphasis on ‘crass’ – insensitive, stupid.