If there was a god, I'm sure he would be hated

For making bugs, this hell that was created

Sit on a coat, put on a hat

I am infested, it happens just like that

I'm sure I hate 'em, there ain't no maybes

Bodylice & crabs, headlice & scabies

You take your pick

They make me sick

Well, I'll scratch until I bleed

So there'll be scabs for me to pick

It drives me mad as I scratch my body raw

Sometimes it feels like sex when I'm scratching with my paws

Sometimes it feels better, when it gets wetter;

Lubed up with pus & blood... but later I'm upsetter

'Cause of the pain when the rash becomes inflamed

I simply lost control, the scabies can't be blamed

Oh yes they can!

I'll go complain to the drop in center clinic

Hook me up with some lindane!

Oh yes lindane, the stuff for the occasion

This lotion gives you cancer with too many applications

This lotion gives you cancer with too many applications

This lotion gives you cancer with too many applications

But I must use it. I'll be the tested

This time it's gone too far my body is infested

I am infested, I am infested

This time it's gone too far, my body is infested

I am infested, I'll be the tested

This time it's gone too far, my body is infested...

One bug, two bug, three bugs, four

These bugs just fuck & eat, soon they'll be hundreds more

(to) Infest my head, infest my bed

These bugs won't stop infesting 'til I kill them all dead

Then there's the eggs, the fucking catch

If I don't delouse again, in seven days they'll hatch

And at this time, I will truly go insane;

My nervous system shot by the use of the lindane

It is this lotion on my generation tested

This time it's gone too far, my body is infested