David J Is a Siccness

You're helpless and hopeless
 You want to help out the homeless
 But you've got problems
 You're selfish and worthless
 And you have no fucking purpose
 You're a cancer causing, cancer having slob
 Whoa, Who-oa, Whoa
 There are morals that conflict with orals
 That conflict with anals, that believe in angels
 Angels are hating on you
 Good is the absence of evil
 And evil is the absence of good
 There is an axis of evil rolling into this neighborhood
 With the sound of gun shots
 Bang! Bang! Bang!
 Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
 It was then that I found I am vampire
 I have fangs fucking 15 inches long
 And the sanguinary sweetness of stealing someones blood
 Feels so good I am compelled to sing this song
 At night when I retire to my coffin, to sleep for a hundred years or more
 All you people that I know will have died long ago and your children will have died 10 years before
 Whoa, Whoa, Whoa