There's no accidents or serendipity, that's just God she's havin fun Laughing at all yer unpaid plans and keepin you on the run There's no sense in your distress yer just gonna have pack it up and Mop up the mess Things are gonna get messy. Yer gonna lose yer self esteem. Things are gonna get dirty, before they get clean. When the going gets tough, the tough get scrubbin on up Get to their knees no thanks no please just throw yer smelly self Into the tub. Yeah yer sleepless restless not open for business yer shrink is the sink let's Mop up the mess Things are gonna get messy.. C'mon we've all been here before staring at that cluster**** laid out on the floor So put on a bandanna "Nah on yer head ya banana!" Yer Fonzie t-shirt we're gonna Get to work Things are gonna get messy.