Abraham Lincoln, we get it you're tall You don't need the hat too Or maybe you do Mother Teresa, two words: B.O She was nice I'll give her that But she didn't smell like a rose She did a lot of good in the world But guess who... Smelled like poo Nobody's perfect No one at all Nobody's perfect There's always a fault Don't go thinking you're any better There's always something wrong George Washington Carver Changed the world with his nuts He sat on a few and invented peanut bu*ter with his bu*t B.F.D Who cares about the peanut? Peanut's like the penny of snack foods And well well well, look who's on the penny I'm surprised they're tall enough (You know who) Gandhi, do you ever wash That white sheet that you wear? Do you have a last name Or is it just like Cher? You hunger-striked for peace When the truth was you hated your thighs Enough with the lies And it's time to wash that sheet Nobody's perfect No one at all Nobody's perfect There's always a fault Don't go thinking you're any better There's always something wrong Nobody's perfect I'm not perfect I'm way too pretty first of all I eat and eat like a pig—can not gain a pound The doctor's worried about that by the way My IQ is like four million Which is ... it can be a burden, actually You wouldn't understand I like to think of myself as very Jesus-y I can say that because I don't think... He was the savior, anything I just, I'm into peace Plus I wear sandals You know, he wore sandals So there's that But mostly We have the same hair