Hey, Mr. Gooberhead

Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so stupid and crude?
Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so rude?
Reared up to think that your ship won’t sink;
You’re the grand poobah whose poop don’t stink.
Fed a steady diet of ‘me, me, me;’
Who’d a known a rube is what you’d grow up to be, well –

Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so self-centered and crude?
Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so rude?
Cuttin’ off your nose, to spite your face;
Think yuo’re god’s gift to the human race.
Treatin.’ everyone like your personal slave;
It’s hard to tell you’re human by the way you behave – (well)

Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, where’d you get that bad attitude?
Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so rude?
‘Do as I say, not as I do,’
That’s Mr. Gooberhead’s golden rule.
Up in the clouds with the bourgeois view
It’s clear to see you’re not just any man’s fool, (well-)

Lootin’ and pollutin’ and spreadin’ lots of waste;
Always throwin’ your garbage all over the place.
U sin’ and abusin’ everything you come across;
To the Gooberhead’s brain, it’s only profit or loss – (well)

Worship at the altar of the almighty buck,
Where ‘the sky is the limit’ ain’t even enough.
Think the whole world is a big shopping mall;
Everything’s for sale and YOU want it all, – (well)

Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so selfish and shrewd? 
Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so rude?
Lyin’ and connivin’ and scammin’ all the time;
You’re the dork who’s always cuttin’ in front of the line.
You don’t give a damn about nobody else;
It’s ‘all for one,’ and the one’s yourself!

Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, where’d you get that bad attitude? Hey, Mr. Gooberhead, how’d you get so
rude? How’d you get so crude? How’d you get so shrewd? You’re one ignorant boob!