You invite yourself to dinner
To tell me who’s a sinner,
Who’s a clown, and who’s a crook
You indulge in second helpings
While you spend the evening yelping
Then you tell the town that I can’t cook
You’re a multi-faced moron
Waging constant war on
Anyone you think you can defame
You’re a back-stabbing cretin
Who’s earned himself a seat in
The trash-talking loser Hall of Fame
Your boss, your maid, your friends,
Your neighbors and your kin
Hear you dishing dirt the livelong day
Your friends all know each other
And even your own brother
Knows you put him down when he’s away
You’re a multi-faced moron
Waging constant war on
Anyone you think you can defame
You’re a back-stabbing cretin
Who’s earned himself a seat in
The trash-talking loser Hall of Fame
You love to dish so bad
It fills your heart with glad
Every time a guy walks out the door
You’re a double-dealing clown
Who always brings me down
Don’t wanna see you round here any more
You’re a multi-faced moron
Waging constant war on
Anyone you think you can defame
You’re a back-stabbing cretin
Who’s earned himself a seat in
The trash-talking loser Hall of Fame
Richard W. Bray
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