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