THE WET SECRETS HEP A BIRTHDAY LYRICS

You are a cunt, sir
We hope you get cancer
Hope you get cancer and die

Rabies and scabies
We hope you have babies
With deformities I can't describe

Encephalitis
And bad dermatitis
The girl with colitis goes by

It's not to spite you
We really don't like you
We hope you get stabbed in the eye