Grapple down the scaffolding like Hasselhoff dismantling
The greasy mantle pieces and the cheesiest diseases
Mangling a cheeseburger while rolling in your feces
I’m a hairy, old Khaleesi, draggin’ ass, draggin’ on
Overacting after all the audience is gone
And repeating
I used to catch that beating in the station wagon seating
When my old man got that feeling
I got in some trouble, trouble wrapped up in a baggie
I’ll get you high and nekkid if you let me have your aggie

Humpin up the Himalayas, saying someone’s shitty prayers
Crime is closing in, this time the grime is piling up in layers
All these players are just kids. I wonder where the grown-ups is

Flapping lips, shiny scalps, jealous looks at ugly whelps
And I’m shrinking. my self control is smitten
Stinkin as I care less and less about the ending

Baby, I just wanted to be lazy
I only became a man because this ugly body made me
Now I’m feeling faded and I’m fading
It’s degrading
And I hate it