Album Name : Sans Souci
Release Date : 2003-06-01
Song Duration : 2:30
Frenzal Rhomb World's F..ckedest Cunt
Well who could know,
The party's just beginning,
Party shirt and pants a bit too tight,
Put's on a show, cause he knows he'll be winning,
The answer's clear it's there in black and white
It's closing time, but he is just beginning,
Eyes open wide and a mouth that won't relent,
He's feeling fine, his head and body spinning,
Hands twitching on, he's in his element
He's your best mate,
Can't stand up straight,
So let's celebrate,
The world's f..ckedest cunt,
He's out of breath,
He's nearing death,
He's at his best,
The world's f..ckedest cunt,
Well he's still there, after the party's over,
With half the night, splattered down his front,
Beer flavoured hair, he's trying to act sober,
He starts a fight but it's just an accident,
He's your best mate,
Can't stand up straight,
So let's celebrate.
The world's f..ckedest cunt
He's out of breath,
He's nearing death,
He's at his best,
The world's f..ckedest cunt
F..ckedest cunt,
F..ckedest cunt,
Whoa f..ckedest cunt,
Whoa f..ckedest cunt,
Whoa f..ckedest cunt,
He's your best mate,
Can't stand up straight,
So let's celebrate,
The world's f..ckedest cunt,
He's out of breath,
He's nearing death,
He's at his best,
The world's f..ckedest cunt
Obscenely rude,
Bad attitude,
Likes to get nude,
The world's f..ckedest cunt
He's lost his shoe,
He's without a clue
He's just like you,
The world's f..ckedest cunt