She's forgotten her car keys
And the flowers for her friends
They say she's a harpy
She is on her meds

Cus you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs a facial
We all listen to deathmetal

Don't, do-, do-, don't, don't
Do-, do-, do-, don't, do-, don't
Do-, do, don't, don't, do-, don't
Don't play the track
Do-, do-, don't, don't, do-
Do-, don't, do-, don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't, do-, don't
Don't play the track

She's mates with Roy Takker
He’s completely faced
She’s in with the rockers
But it’s not to her taste

Cus you're holding onto someone who's special
Educating someone who's mental
Giving the fat pigs a facial
We all listen to deathmetal

Let it go

No one knows
Where she goes

La, la, la la, la