Sinners to the left of me and sinners to the right
some joker in the middle with the gift of second sight
they all jump up to tell me that my eye is off the ball
that you've got to be a winner cause the winner takes it all
Tit job nose job lipos** my dick
the art of getting on in life could start to make you sick
I'm looking for the exit, there's nowhere left to roam
don't rectify me just leave my spirit alone
Too fat to enter heaven too dumb to make it rich
we sit around and watch TV cause life is just a b**h
the corporation sells us everything we need
so we al kow tow to the corporations greed
Tit job nose job lipos** my dick
the art of getting on in life could start to make you sick
I'm looking for the exit, there's nowhere left to roam
don't rectify me just leave my spirit alone
See that low down hoodoo as she tries to make the scene
like all the glamour pusses in the glossy magazines
she say's that someone told her that everybody knows
that she's the one who'll get to wear the emperors new clothes
Tit job nose job lipos** my dick
the art of getting on in life could start to make you sick
I'm looking for the exit, there's nowhere left to roam
don't rectify me just leave my spirit alone
As politicians dream up holidays in hell
to make the world a safer place for folks like us to dwell
another football hero just ran out of steam
so we fill his place with someone new to let us live that dream
Tit job nose job lipos** my dick
the art of getting on in life could start to make you sick
I'm looking for the exit, there's nowhere left to roam
don't rectify me just leave my spirit alone