.If there was a god
I'm sure he would be hated
For making bugs, this hell that he created
Sit on a coat, put on a hat
I am infested, it happened just like that
I'm sure I hate'em there aint no maybes
Bodylice and crabs, headlice and scabies
You take your pick
They make.
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