[Intro]
*Ding dong*

[Verse 1: Rob Cantor & Christian Bale]
Christian Bale is at your party, he's alone
Eating all your queso dip, talking on your phone
Uninvited, he just sorta walks into your home
What don't you f**king understand?!

Now Christian Bale is flirting with your unattractive niece
She is named Amanda but he's calling her Patrice
He brought a frozen pizza and he sells it by the piece, he says:
What don't you f**king understand?!

[Bridge: Cantor & Bale]
Now he's stabbing at your wife (What don't you f**king understand?!)
With a carrot for a knife (Give me a f**king answer!)
Making fun of your kazoo *Kazoo*
Oh, good for you!

Now he's running naked through the crowd
Everyone can see he's terribly endowed, unabashedly
Someone called the cops and they're coming up the block
F**k!

[Verse 2: Cantor & Bale]
Christian Bale is running from policemen on your street
It's such a scene even Uncle Marvin has to tweet
Taze him, but Christian doesn't seem to miss a beat, repeating...
What don't you f**k—
They tackle him, cuff him, now he's under their command
But he's smiling! Almost like he has the upper hand
A flash of light, Christian Bale has vanished into sand
What don't you f**king understand...