Most of the time my life is good

I’m doing pretty well, knock on wood

I try to take care of the things I should

I’d like to do more if I only could

And then there’s you

Welfare treats you mighty fine

Food stamps and a check, just stand in line

And still you have the audacity to whine

About how the government doesn’t have time

For you

Respect is the trick to this game

Your dignity is to blame

Your biggest weakness is your brain

That you refuse to use, what a shame

And the fault is yours

Pull your head out of your ass

Stop your leaching, and have some class

You’re a trainwreck waiting to happen, speeding past

Stay out of my life, or I’m gonna come blast

On you

Why do people like you exist

You contribute to nothing, and I get pissed

Karmas got you on it’s list

I hope I’m there to see you get a fist

In your mouth

Someday soon I hope you’ll wake up

It’ll be too late, but what the fuck

Would you do it to make up

To all those people who are fucked

Because of you