Freak Boy
lyrics by Costa

He's a freak boy and he always runs the stairs
And his mom calls at 10 am
And he dances about when there's no one else around
And he talks to imaginary friends

He's a freak boy and he asks annyoing questions
And he eats fruit salad every day
And he always shows up when you don't want him around
And he never seems to ever go away

He's a freak boy, and he likes to play with dolls
And when he's done he bites off their heads
And something ain't right cause he stays up all night
And he leaves sour milk in the fridge

He's a freak boy and he always cooks sausage
And he worships his computer like a geek
And everytime he showers it takes him 3 hours
Cause I think he only bathes once a week

He's a freak boy, and he looks at dirty pictures
But he doesn't keep them hidden very well
And he smiles like a jester or a crazy child molester
And he always seems to have a funny smell

He's a freak boy, and he sleeps with the lights on
And when he's home alone he locks the door
He's a freak boy, and he never does the dishes
I don't think I can take it any more!