Lletres: G.B.H.. Freak.

You're a freak, I guess you know
You belong in a side show
The shape of your head, length of your neck
On the whole, you're a fucking wreck

Freak of nature, freak, God, I hate yer

You get victimized wherever you go
And you're too thick to even know
You grow uglier everyday
It's not your fault, you look that way

But you've got friends and lots of money
Behind your back, they think you're funny
Sticking to you like a lot of leeches
Disregarding your grotesque features