The girls won't touch me
'cos I've got misdirection
This living at night isn't helping my complexion
The signs all saying it's a social infection
A little bit of fun's never been an insurrection.
My wife threw me out til I get some pants that fit.
She just won't approve of my strange kind of wit
I get so excited, always gotta lose
Let them send me off, make them take the cure
Call me the cure
Call me the cure
Call me the cure
Will be your Final Solution
Call me the Cure
Call me the Cure
Call me the cure will be your Final Solution.