Real bod mon tings, eh
The batty boi in de corner
Watch dis auntyman in de corner
Eh, eh? Look pon dat face
The batty boi with de makeup
Look pon dat face
Eh, eh
They say peel off your plastic face
They say peel off the makeup
They say before your father comes home it's all cleaned up
They say peel off your plastic face
They say peel off the makeup
They say before your father comes home it's all cleaned up
Well I got caught up in myself
I was feeling the plastic
I got wrecked, I got wasted
I was trippin' flaccid
I was the picture perfect poster of trouble teens
Not really nice but not really mean
I was degenerate, stupid, and I was a disgrace
But all I ever had was my f*cked up face
At the end of the day, what can I say?
At least I had vanity and the world I'd made
And toward the shit you'd say
Look at yourself before you speak away
They say peel off your plastic face
They say peel off the makeup
They say before your father comes home it's all cleaned up
They say peel off your plastic face
They say peel off the makeup
They say before your father comes home it's all cleaned
Home it's all cleaned
Home it's all cleaned
Home it's all cleaned
Home it's all cleaned
Before your father comes home it's all cleaned
Cleaned up
Cleaned up
Before he gets home I gotta clean it all up
Nobody should see me like this
Real bod mon tings, eh
The batty boi in de corner
Watch dis auntyman in de corner
Eh, eh? Look pon dat face
Pon dat face, pon dat face