Lyrics:

['This isn't the stuff we normally do for you guys that are buying this
This is what happens when you consume massive amounts of drugs and alcohol.']

My mother was a douche bag
My sister was a douche bag
I guess that makes me one too

I got the douche bag blues, yes indeed
I got the douche bag blues
I got the douche bag blues
Lord I don't know what to do

I sold dynamite to the Arabs
Bullets to the Jews
Whiskey to the Indians
And I'll get you too

I got the douche bag blues, yes indeed
I got the douche bag blues
Oh I got the douche bag blues
Lord I just don't know what to do

All right, play it one time baby
Aaaah yeah yeah yeah aah-aah

Oh vinegar and water
The drink that I choose
I gotta tell ya brother
Tastes like pussy juice

I got the douche bag blues, yes sir
I got the douche bag blues, oh yeah
I got the douche bag blues
I got the douche bag blues
Lord I just don't know what to do

I got the douche bag blues, yes sir
I got the douche bag blues, oh yeah
I got the douche bag blues
I got the douche bag blues

'Tell me, how awful was that?
Time flies when you're in a coma, you know that? '