Lyrics
O loathsome crawling thing
Be done with your miniscule affairs
O hungry creeping speck
I release you from your cares
Be gone
Roach!
You live on carrion, that's outrageous
You're probably contagious
Blind, crippled, and half-squashed
And yet you carry on
Your persistence is disgusting
I could never find myself trusting
A creature that would rather live
In the trash than in the lawn
Cockroach, your problems are not mine
I love life, but with you I draw the line
Not to flaunt my superior design
But next to you I'm practically divine
Your problems are not mine
Cockroach, your problems are not mine
Written by: Nils Frykdahl