My life is brilliant
Your life's a joke
You're just pathetic
You're always broke
You're home-made Star Trek-uniform
Really ain't impressing me
You're suffering from delusions of
Adequicy
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
It's true
Never had a date
That you couldn't inflate
And you smell repulsive too
What a bummer being you
Well, you just can't dance
And forget romance:
Everybody you know still calls you
"Farty pants"
But you always have a job
Well, I mean,
As long as you still can work that slurpy-machine
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
It's true
You're half undressed
Eating chips off your chest
While you're playing Halo 2
No one's classier than you
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-loser
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
You're pitiful
It's true
Your dog would much rather play fetch by itself
You still live with your mom and you're 42
Guess you'll never grow up true
'Cause it just sucks being you