Don't put the poster on a pole Or return your prisoner The chicken soup won't save soul; Your phantom limbs do all the work Look who's here, what a surprise Curled up in my pillowcase You're welcome, thank me anytime Step right up, I can explain You're gonna get your just desserts; You're gonna forget what you learn; You're gonna hold the camera still; You're gonna get sk**ed We will all be ghosts again I hope my doubt will be avenged Put your papers on the desk Pencils down; that was a test You're gonna get your just desserts; You're gonna forget what you learnl You're gonna hold the camera still; You're gonna get sk**ed You're gonna get sk**ed We're getting k**ed