When I was just a little girl
My mother sat my down and told me all about the world
She said, "Gerry, there'll be times when things just don't go your way
And when they don't, remember these three things I have to say
Which should help you when life seems unfair:
The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares."

I found most of my teenage years
Were consumed by pining after boys, or consuming pints of beer
I thought Bowie would play support for me when I'm a star
But mostly I sang funny songs to ten or twenty people in a bar
Who happened to be there

But the world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

I looked to education to find something to explain
Why ghastly things occur in spite of spotless moral brain
I learned children die in hot countries
Nice people get nailed to trees
While football stars and brainless hos
Get high-paid jobs on TV shows
Why Peter Andre should survive
When Elliot Smith is not alive
Is a cruel a twist of fate as most can bear

But the world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

So when we're finally at the end
When God gathers us all up and flushes us 'round the U-bend
I'll be standing with you, when you feel the pitchfork sting
'Cos if we're damned we should at least have an anthem we can sing
So here's to Hell - I'll see you there
And as we go down screaming you'll hear this tune on the air:

The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

Sing it when you sit in gum that someone's left upon your chair
Sing it as you lose your eyesight, half your teeth and all your hair
When someone spikes your drink and violates your derriere
When you wake up in a puddle and your liver isn't there
Why not sing?
It's just despair

The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares

The world is fucked
They're all cunts
And no one cares