Gaultier

He was a stupid motherfuckin asshole
No one ever got where he was at
even when he was right where he was at
He was such a fuckin dweeb and his name was,
let me get it right
Walter!
Gaultier never ever got an invite
an invite
to any parties or celebrations
held in his home town
In school he had no friends
For him there were no friends to be found
He was chased and beaten daily
He stood and took it, he always held his ground
Until one day when things turned around
He stood but he no longer took it
He lashed out at the very first sound
He never stopped until he was done
and then when all the dust had settled
it was totally quiet
and as he looked around
The stupid motherfuckin asshole
was the only one laughing for miles around
Seems now he's someone special
A holiday in his honour
is celebrated not once but twice a year
it is the best celebration
of all the celebrations
held in his home town
He was a stupid motherfuckin asshole
No one ever got where he was at
even when he was right where he was at
He was such a fuckin dweeb and his name was,
let me get it right
Walter!
Gaultier never ever got an invite
got an invite
to any parties or celebrations
held in his home town
From a candy assed weakling
to a strong 12 inch ruler, he's man about town
Nothing anyone could do
Nothing could ever put old Gaultier down
He was a stupid motherfuckin asshole
such a fuckin clown
No one ever got where he was at
even when he was right where he was at
But nothing now
No nothing now
Nothing will ever put old Gaultier down again.