Banned from the bar and barred from the club
Then clubbed by the cops for copping some drugs
Then drug down the street by his self-abuse
A candy man hanging from a self-tied noose
Nuisance in public with panties and bra he's
Not like the Beaver of Harriet and Ozzys
He's the bastard son of the Colonel Kurtz
Lucille Ballbuster, Crystal Methyl Mertz
I wasn't born this way I was raised
Not by wolves but by Jews I was guilted and hazed
A middle-class clown waging lower class war
A Beverly Hillbilly peeled off the floor
The erratic irreverent reverend that wreaks
Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks
I'm not the first I'm your last second shot
A film about grave robbing without a plot
Throwing a party, I'll Darby Crash it
My Captain Sensibilities tells me to smash it up
I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase
I'm not the texting I'm the UPPER CASE
Rantin and cursin he sings in the third person and then
I'll catch myself and start singing about me again
Because of your hair lip I shaved your moustache
Your Donner Party has just been Darby Crashed
I'm anti-Christ the unoriginal sin
the 10 months of relevant Johnny Rotten
I am the victim in victimless crimes
Painting the townRed between the lines
Losing is delightful when you always win
That's why I push my chips GG Allin