Lyrics:

The girls won't touch me

Cos I've got a misdirection

Living at night isn't helping my complexion

The signs all saying it's a social infection

A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection



Mamma threw me out till I get some pants that fit

She just won't approve of my strange kind of wit

I get so excited, always gotta lose

Man that send me off

Let them take the cure



Don't need a cure

Need a final solution



Buy me a ticket to a sonic reduction

Guitars gonna sound like a nuclear destruction

Seems I'm a victim of natural selection

Meet me on the other side, another direction



Don't need a cure

Need a final solution