I Must Be a Proctologist Because All I Do Is Deal With Assholes Songtext
von The Arrogant Sons of Bitches

-soon

Well, contrary to what you think
And what you′ve seen on MTV
You don't have to be an asshole all the time

Watch me as I take this knife out of
My back to cut wrists and throat, I′ll laugh
Bleed to death, choke

I've been used for all I'm worth
Can′t feed your ego anymore
Or be that friend who′d take a shot for you

Why not do one fucking thing
That isn't for your fucking self
If you cry
I′ll laugh at you

'Cause I′ll be gone tomorrow, you'll
Look into the mirror and you′ll lie
(You'll lie)
When you claim to care


"I can't believe he′s gone for good, I
Wish I could have said something"
Don′t kid yourself
You were never there for me
Complacently

When you talk to me
All the kids agree
You're irreverent as you feign respect for me

Anger and pressure
Build up inside of me
I′ll explode
And you'll fake a frown

So are you happy now?
Yeah, you got what you wanted
You got your third second chance
You got the fifteen dollars
Out of your pocket

My last will and testament will
Claim you shall get stoned to shit at my
My funeral


And when I′m gone tomorrow
You'll talk to your new shiny friends
And you′ll lie
(You'll lie)
When you claim to care

"Let's have a toast to our old friend, he′ll
Be there in our memories"
Go fuck yourself
I wont waste my time there

And it′s so easy
And it's so easy
And it′s so easy
And it's so easy
And it′s so easy
And it's so easy
And it′s so easy
To just give up