Hope you don't think I'm rude
  Fuck You
  Hope you don't think I'm precious
  Fuck You
  Hope you see I'm well adjusted:
  I can't stand the sight of you
  Don't wanna be startin somethin
  Don't want to antagonise,
  All I said was something simple:
  I can't stand the sight of you,
  I can't stand the sight of you.
  Don't believe, don't believe the words
  I don't believe all the things I've heard about you.
  I will be saying this in your defense:
  I'd rather eat a fridge full of arses than know you.
  And I've tried with all my might to see past
  all you failing but I've failed to give a fuck
  You're a fuck-up, you're a joke,
  You're a clown, take your pants down,
  Get fucked you fucking fuckwit
  no you can't move into my house.
  With a range of ethics that are quite perverse
  You're sitting in the centre of your own universe
  Not content to sit upon the fence, you'll fall
  either way ignoring common sense
  I look into your eyes and seen a haze
  of your twisted sensibilities and little saving grace.
  [Chorus]
  I believe, I believe the words, of your
  best friend when he likened you to a steaming turd.
  And when he said he wished that you were dead,
  It was the most intelligent thing that anyone's ever said.
  And I've tried with all my might to see past
  all your failings but I failed to give a fuck.
  [Chorus ad nauseum]