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