spreading lies and muck behind our backs a vicious cowardly attack a spiteful scheming slimeball with a huge ego your pathetic negative actions make me want to throw i can't belive the depths to which you've sunk you've got some nerve to call yourself a punk but you'll pay for your trouble making and your deceit for as ye sow so shall ye reap you make me sick - you make me sick you're the lowest of the low - lowest of the low you've sunk so low down you've got nowhere to go you pass by the pickets on the front gate you don't care that you're letting down your mates i don't know how you dare to show your face scum like you are a disgrace deserting your mates sucking up to the boss has all your self respect been lost? you're only thinking of the money thinking of yourself well you're a dirty scab and you can go to hell you dirty scab - you dirty scab well now you really must take the prize you must be so warped and twisted inside to actually grass someone up to the pigs you wanted me in front of the judge in his wig you fingered me for that crime you stinking piece of slime scum like you are just the pits there's ony one description that fits you filthy grass - you filthy grass