[Intro]
Unfit, two bit, half wit frog
I'm on one knee, coughing up smog
Fact of the matter is slobber of the dog

[Chorus]
I drew
I drew an outline
Where sympathy is smeared with time
Miscreants that they assigned
And the smell of skunk they left behind

[Verse 1]
Little old lady with an eye of glass
I don't care much for a ruling class
Their unconcern for my ass
Molesting grip on the now and past

[Chorus]
I drew
I drew an outline
Where sympathy is smeared with time
Miscreants that they assigned
And the smell of skunk thеy left behind

[Bridge]
The smеll, the smell, the smell
The smell of skunk is left behind
[Verse 2]
A faulty factory design
My faith, my faith, my faith
My faith expired several times
I walk away with head up high