In time for your holiday
Serial murder
But how time slips away
She was somebody's daughter
But he was just a mama's boy
Dumb luck
You numb fuck
Done bass
Fuckface
I, Zod
Dickwad
Your hot rod
My God!
Far, far, far, far, far away
Just another soulless cliché
You're far, far, far, far, far away
Another loser on my TV
The sun, the moon
Doom, gloom
Stars, wars
Butter, gloves
Tongue tip
You dipshit
Asshat
Fuckwit!
You're far, far, far, far, far away
Just another soulless cliché
You're far, far, far, far, far away
One more loser on my TV
It's time for your holiday
Serial murder
And how time slips away
She was somebody's daughter
And he was just a mama's boy
Playing the martyr
You're far, far, far, far, far away
Just another soulless cliché
You're far, far, far, far, far away
Another loser on my TV
