Billy Cobin lost it all 
We knew he would eventually 
Some wonder why he took the fall 
Others just ask who the hell is he 
and why should we care for him 
A baggy man with baggy clothes 
A face made of paper mache 
He lost his humor years ago 
Along with his molars 
His head planted beneath his shoulders 
Kill the pain, integrity don`t 
keep you warm and sane 
Don`t throw me out with the bath water 
Don`t wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me