[ Featuring the Moose Men ]
You know I'd sit down with a spider
Spin a web, shiny twine
Or scream out all through that burning summer
"Fire!"
With cicadas on the line
But there's a bug that I won't stand
More vexing than a fly
Needle nose, blood suckers in command
Catch a virus, you might die!
F*ckin mosquitoes!
F*ckin mosquitoes!
F*ckin hate those,
F*ckin mosquitoes!
They've got a story, that I've found
Spies patrolling the streets!
Those tiny pilots buzzing all around
Are f*cking robots of deceit!
F*ckin mosquitoes
F*ckin mosquitoes
F*ckin hate those,
F*ckin mosquitoes!
