Mortillery F.O.A.D.
Fuck you!
f..ck all of your religions
And f..ck all of your rights
f..ck all the gangsters
Go off each other in the night
f..ck all the bronw nose leaches
And f..ck all of the posers
f..ck all te world
Stop complaining to me cause'
I don't give a f..ck!
f..ck you!
f..ck all you whiney bastards
Just do your f..cking job
f..ck your problems
And f..ck your friends
f..ck f..ck f..ck
f..ck you all who I've offended
And f..ck you once again
f..ck all the world
Stop talking to me
Cause' I don't give a f..ck!
Those who dig their graves are entertaining to me
They never seem to understand
As they stare into their hole in disbelief
From behind I push them in
f..ck you!
f..ck you very much for all the nothing you have done
f..ck your life and f..ck the place that you just stumbled from
f..ck you all who I've offended
And f..ck you once again
f..ck all the world
Stop talking to me
Cause' I don't give a f..ck!
Those who dig their graves are entertaining to me
They never seem to understand
As they stare into their hole in disbelief
From behind I push them in
f..ck!
