Frenzal Rhomb - World's Fuckedest Cunt Lyrics

Well who would know
The parties just begining
A party shirt with pants a bit too tight
Puts on a show
Cos he knows he'll be winning
The answers clear and it's staring at him black and white

It's closing time
But he's just begining
Arms open wide with a mouth that won't relent
He's feeling fine
His head and body spinning
His hand twitching on he's in his element

He's your best mate
Can't stand up straight
So let's celebrate
The world's f*ckedest cunt
He's out of breath
He's nearing death
He's had his best
The world's f*ckedest cunt

Well he's still there
After the parties over
With half the night splattered down his front
Can't breathe in air
He's trying to act sober
He start's to fight but it's just an accident

He's your best mate
Can't stand up straight
So let's celebrate
The world's f*ckedest cunt
He's out of breath
He's nearing death
He's had his best
The world's f*ckedest cunt

F*ckedest cunt
F*ckedest cu-ah-ah-ah-un-t

WORLD'S FUCKEDEST CUNT
WORLD'S
FUCKEDEST
CUNT
WORLD'S
FUCKEDEST CUNT

He's your best mate
Can't stand up straight
So let's celebrate
The world's f*ckedest cunt
He's out of breath
He's nearing death
He's had his best
The world's f*ckedest cunt

Silly mood
Bad attitude
Likes to get nude
He's lost his shirt
He's without a clue
He's just like you
The world's f*ckedest cunt