Farley: You're a loser
        An abomination in the eyes of any sensitive man

Brad:   And you're a blind alley cruiser
        Always heading down a losing strait
        Dreaming that you're screaming at fate
        You're a dead end dead beat nowhere mister
        With a kiss like a Mississippi alligator's sister

Farley: I took as much of you as any man can!
        You've lost your heart

Brad:   You've lost your cause

Farley: You lost your baby when you lost your balls!
        You've lost your mind
        You've lost your grip
        So say bye-bye!

Brad:   We lost our Mom
        We lost our Dad
        And if I'm losing you
        Well that's too bad

Farley: Well the best thing you could ever do is die.

{Farley mimes a gun on the last verse.  Scene switch to the Dentonvale
Conference room table.  Brad and Farley are sitting at opposite ends}

Brad:   You're a failure
	 A malformation in the guise of many
	 An also-ran

Farley: And you're a weeper and a whiner
        Always treading on the toes of the great
        Generally spreading your weight
        You're a spiteful, hateful, asinine creature
	 A pupil with no scruples who knew better than the teacher

Brad:   I took as much of you as any man can!

Farley: You've lost your heart

Brad:   You've lost your cause

Farley: You lost your baby when you lost your balls!
        You lost your mind
        When you lost your grip
        So say bye-bye!

Brad:   We've lost our home
        Our family
        You've lost compassion
        Now you're losing me.

Farley: Well the best thing you could ever do is die.

Brad:   Well the best thing you could ever do is die.