Handsoap

Oh hanzo
I think you're misunderstood
That name that I call you
Might seem a little hard

Every letter of this word
I feel it individually
I think it when I see you
And want to set it free

Oh hanzo
You're a cunt (you're cunt)
I smell ya
It's awfully fragrant

Oh hanzo
I'll be blunt
No one likes ya
So fuck off cunt

You show up for team games
Surprise, surprise, there ain't no room
A world without you is like elysium

If you're lonely
There's a country you can search
Where devoted disciples
Have made you your own church

Oh hanzo
You're a cunt (you're a cunt)
I smell ya
It's awfully fragrant

Oh hanzo
I'll be blunt
No one likes you
So fuck off cunt

Oh hanzo
You're a cunt
I smell ya
It's awfully fragrant

Oh hanzo
I'll be blunt
No one likes you
So fuck off cunt

Fuck off cunt

You're a cunt