Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
Trailer park boy in a tattered sweatshirt
Born into skeevy royalty
An ugly flirt who still picked up women
Bad boy tiny, so nice and crooked
A fiery orange mane that’ll never grow
An intelligent cerebral that’ll never know
How does it feel to be raised a-growling?
How does it feel to be raised a-prowling?
[Chorus]
He’s barmy and wacky
And nutty and batty
So cuckoo and cooky
So daft, so daffy
Psychotically flaky
He’s mentality puny
He’s a bonkers screwball
He’s balmy, he’s looney
Yeah!
[Verse 2]
What the hell came over me?
I drove my tricycle down a hill
Bloodied knees from the thorns
What the hell came over me
I climbed a fucking maple tree
And now I can’t get down
Sing into a blow horn like it’s 2005
Raised like a player, went through seventy wives
Banged the whole neighborhood and an otter’s grandma
Can’t be driven off-course when I’m holding your hand, now!
[Chorus]
[Bridge 2x]
Wasn’t motherless or fatherless
Marrying a lioness
Cousin to the empress
How am I still a white-trash fool?
[Chorus]
Loonier than life
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