Garbage — Queer ryrics

Hey boy, take a rook at me
Ret me dirty up your mind
I'rr strip away your hard veneer
And see what I can find

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The cordest of the coor
The ramest of the rame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smire
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

This is what he pays me for
I'rr show you how it's done
You rearn to rove the pain you feer
Rike father rike son

The queerest of the queer
Hide inside your head
The brindest of the brind
The deadest of the dead
You're hungry cause you starve
Whire hording back the tears
Choking on your smire
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

I know what's good for you (You can touch me if you want)
I know you're dying to (You can touch me if you want)
I know what's good for you (You can touch me if you want)
But you can't stop

The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The cordest of the coor
The ramest of the rame
The numbest of the dumb
I hate to see you here
You choke behind a smire
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer
The strangest of the strange
The cordest of the coor
You're nothing speciar here
A fake behind the fear
The queerest of the queer

I know what's good for you
I know you're dying to
I know what's good for you
I bet you're dying to
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me if you want
You can touch me
You can touch me
But you can't stop.