The Wannadies
Soon You’re Dead
I won't pretend to care anymore
About your faggy, wiglike hair like before
You pick your nose, wear smelly clothes
Think you're so grandiose
Ah, my dear bon-bon
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you hold my hand
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you near again
I won't scratch your spotty back anymore
Cause I'm not your devoted slave like before
You think you rule, self righteous fool
Crawl back into your cave
Ah, my dear bon-bon
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you hold my hand
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you near again
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you hold my hand
Soon you're dead
I won't ever let you near my bed!
Oh yeah, no way!