You guys are the pits of the world!

Oh, this is no place for me
Burnin down the interbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi
Its all right for you man
Gettin smashed, gettin suntanned
But I know my place
Wheres my suitcase?

Pack it up or throw it away
What I cant carry, bury
Oh you remember me, I remember you
But that was a long, long time ago
When I was passin through

All my family, all my friends, my lover
I got to find them
My enemies, my new family, my new friends
My future enemies, I got to flush them out

Pack it all up, nothing goes in storage
Im burnin every bridge
Burn, baby, burn
I see your dog got shot
Well, hell, never mind
Thats show biz, big boy
Youve got to be cruel to be kind

Oh, give over and admit it
Ive been tearing down the interstate
Like some kind of bleeding cat
Its all right for the boss
His gains my loss
That gets me down, it really gets me down

So pack it up and cut the crap
When the clock starts talkin, I start walkin
When you pass in your porsche
Please dont offer me a ride
I may be a skunk
But youre a piece of junk, and furthermore
I dont like your trousers
Your appalling taste in women
And what about your mind
Your insipid record collection
That dumb home video center
The usual pronography
And all you scumbags around the world
Youre the pits of the world!