Infested: Lindane Conspiracy Pt.1

If there was a god, I'm sure he would be hated
For making bugs, this hell that was created
Sit on a coat, put on a hat
I am infested, it happens just like that
I'm sure I hate 'em, there ain't no maybes
Bodylice & crabs, headlice & scabies
You take your pick
They make me sick
Well, I'll scratch until I bleed
So there'll be scabs for me to pick
It drives me mad as I scratch my body raw
Sometimes it feels like sex when I'm scratching with my paws
Sometimes it feels better, when it gets wetter;
Lubed up with puss & blood... but later I'm upsetter
'Cause of the pain when the rash becomes inflamed
I simply lost control, the scabies can't be blamed
Oh yes they can!
I'll go complain to the drop in center clinic
Hook me up with some lindane!
Oh yes lindane, the stuff for the occasion
This lotion gives you cancer with too many applications. (3x)
But I must use it. I'll be the tested
This time it's gone too far my body is infested

I am infested, I am infested
This time it's gone too far, my body is infested
I am infested, I'll be the tested
This time it's gone too far, my body is infested...

One bug, two bug, three bugs, four
These bugs just fuck & eat, soon there'll be hundreds more
(to) Infest my head, infest my bed
These bugs won't stop infesting 'til I kill them all dead
Then there's the eggs, the fucking catch
If I don't delouse again, in seven days they'll hatch
And at this time, I will truly go insane;
My nervous system shot by the use of the lindane
It is this lotion on my generation tested
This time it's gone too far, my body is infested