From the depths
Of the brain
A stream of cussing I can't refrain
Violent breath
Mental curse
Go from normal straight to terse
People laugh
Faces scowl
Words are blue and very foul
Spittle flies
Chin is wet
Goddamn motherf**—Tourette's
They say I'm not to f**ing blame
I am profane but not insane
Motherf**er, tit, co*ks**er
sh**, piss, f**, c*nt
Start to talk
Foot in mouth
Conversation going south
People wince
At what is said
Out come words like a**-f**-head
Little kids
Learn new words
I smile big but flip the bird
Screaming fits
Are what they get
Goddamn motherf**—Tourette's
They say I'm not to f**ing blame
I am profane but not insane
Motherf**er, tit, co*ks**er
sh**, piss, f**, c*nt
f** you