Lyrics:

Afraid to grade. Wouldn't it be fun?
Cross, self-loss. Wouldn't it be fun?
Wet your bed. Wouldn't it be fun? Some feel none.
Wouldn't it be fun?

Your eyes, teacher said (x3). Preacher said.
Don't have nothing for you (x7).

Spell the smell. Wouldn't be fun?
Search for a church. Wouldn't be fun? Wet you bed.
Wouldn't be fun? Cold and coals. Wouldn't be fun.

Your eyes, teacher said (x2). Your eyes, preacher said.
Preacher said. Don't have nothing for you (x7).

(Solo)

Don't have nothing for you (x9).