I feel the bug is back He's crawling into town I feel it in my veins He's back to feed the hole But aren't we all...? I smell his stinky boots The insect has it's way I smell it everywere The insect sneeks around It's all the same... Uglier and more disgusting The king of ink he is Uglier and more disgusting Crawl around in piss In pieces he has come He's a ticking bomb In pieces he will leave He's suck a walking corpse But aren't we all...?