Yuck It Up You Fucking Schmuck
Loud mouth fucker pounding Jager bombs
Hogging the jukebox playing alt rock songs
Tribal tattoos with his dumb gauged ears
Probably hasn't been laid in years
Sit in the back all alone
So nobody else knows I'm stoned
Drinking craft beer with a shaggy beard
To most social norms I don't adhere
You're the king of the party - you're the tits
Soak it in, can't get enough of it
You're laughing so hard you're gonna choke
All 'cause you told a stupid joke
Another round of shots for your stuck-up friends
Copy and paste of all your weekends
Drunk drive home in your Mercedes Benz
For some of us, the party never ends
We may never see eye to eye
You're a douchebag, I'm a regular guy
I may not be cool, but I'm self-aware
Fuck you! I don't care!
Yuck it up, you fucking schmuck!
Cram it up your ass 'cause I don't care
Writer/s: Guttercunt, Dana Colley, Sasa Stojanovic
