Early morning, she gets shot
Blast, Blast, Blast to her head
It's time to die now, Burn in hell
It's you they're all hunting for
They go
"Isn't she bitchy, this Snuff-pornstar girl?"
And they say

She's so Yucky, she's a Whore
But she die, die, dies with a bullet to her heart, thinking
If there's nothing wrong with her life
Then why did this bitch end up dead

Lost in a blood pool, in an alley,
But there's no one there to rough her up
And the world is crying, and she keeps on dying
But tell me what happens when it stops?
They go
"Isn't she Yucky, this Snuff-pornstar girl?"
And they say

She's so Yucky, she's a Whore
But she die, die, dies with a bullet to her heart, thinking
If there's nothing wrong with her life
Then why did she end up dead?

"Bitchiest actress, and the winner is Yucky!"
"I'm Roger Johnson for Pop News standing outside the arena waiting for Yucky"
"Oh my god here she comes!"

Isn't she Yucky, this Snuff-pornstar girl?
She is so Yucky, but why did she die?
If there's nothing FUBAR in her life
Why did she end up dead?

She's so Yucky, she's a Whore
But she die, die, dies with a bullet to her heart, thinking
If there's nothing FUBAR in her life
Then why did she end up dead?