Tekstovi: Ween. God Ween Satan. Tick.

I feel a tick in my head
and he's sucking on my head
in the morning I'll be dead
if he doesn't leave my head
why can't he go away
why does he have to stay
maybe he wanna play
but I can only say

I'll get you
I'll burn you
I'll crush you
I'll flush you
(down, down)
the toilet where you'll
spiral (around-round)

aw tick
mmm tick tick tick
brr tick

I try to get rid of my plague
but I left some of his leg
he grew back pretty quick
so i stab the little prick
now I cut my head
in the morning I'll be dead
but even after still
he'll find someone to kill
and

he'll get you
I'll burn you
I'll crush you
I'll flush you
(down, down)
the toilet where you'll
spiral (around-round)

aw tick
mmm tick tick tick
brr tick