I was sitting on a park bench baby, trying to clear my head
Reclined in the sunshine, inclined to go to my bed
Little girl said "look at that man". Her mummy said "stay away"
I was dreaming of summer days when I heard the policeman say

"Now then son, can you tell me where you live?"
"Have you got a place to go to, bus fair home or anyone that can help you?"
I declined but I changed my mind on seeing blood on my hands and side
It was so strange, in fact I couldn't think what was going on

I was sitting on a park bench, trying to recall events
Folk gathered round me, a doctor checked my dents
I felt so stupid then the policeman said to me
"Do you know what happened here?", then it all began to clear

I was just minding my own business when this dude walked up
He told me he was God
Then he punched me in my face
Yeah he punched me in my face
And that's the last thing I remember yeah

I'm a victim, statistical event
Punched to the ground and kicked in the head
Some loser, with a 2 inch dick
Bust me into an oxygen tent

The policemen, who kicked down yer door
Found you hiding below the floor
You were holed-up, in a wooden case
A pretty boy like you shouldn't hide yer face

Yes you've got a 2 inch dick; a smallbore trick
With lead that doesn't carry, carry
Yes you've got a 2 inch dick; a yellow belly
And a sentence to carry, carry

Yes you've got a 2 inch dick; a smallbore trick
With lead that doesn't carry, carry
Yes you've got a 2 inch dick; a yellow belly
And a sentence to carry

You're a moron
The policemen, who kicked down yer door
Found you hiding below the floor
You were holed-up, in a wooden case
A pretty boy like you shouldn't hide yer face

You're a moron with a 2 inch dick
Everybody thinks you're sick
You're a moron
You're a moron
You're a moron