Pierce You Are a B - Various Artists/Eric Olsen/Tom Wolfe/Jacques Slade

I just wanna ask Pierce maybe grab a pencil

Take some notes

Cos I'm about to drop knowledge

Pierce I don't need you in my band

I don't need your heart or your hand

Oh I don't need you in my life

All you do is cause me such strife

I am my own person

I am my own person

And Pierce you're a B

(yeah you heard me say it)

(yes sir)

Pierce you're a B

This a song for Pierce cause him so old

His body made of wrinkles and folds

Stupid and ugly he smell like a fart

Then poo-poo in his pants and poo-poo in my heart

Come Selecta bring him down when him on a stage him dressed like a clown

The boy are Tom Arnold and we are Roseanne

That's why we divorced him straight from the band

(yes)

Pierce I just want you to know

I'll meet your tricks and you're not my bro

You can lie just wait and see

The things you did they just set me free

I am my own person

(you know what means)

I am my own person

(and what are you )

And Pierce you're a B

(oh buddy)

Pierce you're a B

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