Below The Belt

They called me a liar, a cheat and a thief 

they called me a sleaze and a creep 

they said I was stupid, they said I was wrong 

they told me my brain was asleep 

they new all along that I'd take revenge 

get even for all of their lies 

the truth doesn't hurt as much as this dirt 

so now I must plot their demise 



Don't: don't critisize or try to be wise 

or I'll kick you in the teeth 

don't: don't make me fight, at least not tonight 

or they'll be laying your wreath 



Don't know who they are but they can't be far 

so I'll hurt them down and make 'em pay 

I've heard it before, I've heard it too much 

I heard it only yesterday 

they think they are smart, thy think they're tough 

well let 'em say it to my face 

cause when I am through, I'll promise you 

below the belt, my fist I'll place