Piss in your coffee and there's nails in your bread
Snakes in your toilet and a shark in your bed
We all feel sorry for you now

The grim reaper's grading your show and tell
That bat is taking your life back into hell
You have no idea what's coming down

One million voices call from the other side
If you could hear them you would be terrified

Good luck, you're QUED
And we hate to see you go, man, but everyone knows you're screwed
Good luck, you're QUED
And your life's about to blow, man, and everyone knows but you
you, you, you