Monday, December 8, 2008

You know Mr Blister
Your such a pain in the ass
Sometimes I think you kept your brains
And sometimes I think they went out with the trash

Are you all about share the wealth
From the misery of the flu
Look around at the people
That your infecting to


In bed Fred
Take your laptop with you to
But I promise the world will continue to turn
If you hand the keys to the crew

Got a little fever
Poppin Theraflu
Well Stinky's got a baby
That doesn't need it to

Are you pushin for a room in the intensive care
You blew out alotta energy
Flat back that's a fact
For the collect of energy