I am so damn dirty
I've been sleeping in a bowl of shit
I can't count to thirty
Now I enter the washing machine
I spin around to the sound
Of my broken neck I feel sick
I start to puke more broken bones
This machine won't make me clean
My neighbour came and stopped the machine
He dragged me out and started to scream
My arms in my ass my legs down my throat
Covered in foamy puke I wish I was a goat
I'm more dirty than before
And in pain I cant move
I'm a pile of broken bones and some skin and some foam
In the whirlpool I was cool now I'm just a foamy fool
