Perkins, just tell me how
Your performance is shite
We're down by twenty
'Cause you're moving like you are stoned

You hang around the key
Not much moving there, I see
Throw the ball to you
And you miss, it's just three feet!

I'll let you sit out
But what the hell's wrong with you?
"I woke up late, see
I didn't have time to eat"

Shape up and put some effort in you dipshit
That's what you get for eating zip for breakfast
You don't recall what sport we're playin', well now
That's what you get for eating zip for breakfast

Jones, you're not playing right
Did you stay up all night?
I'll break your pelvis
If you don't tell me what's wrong

"Yeah, well, this morning
We ran out of Coco Pops
So obviously
There was no point in eating-"

That is the stupidest thing I've ever heard
There's other stuff that you can eat for breakfast
But because you are so pedantic, well now
That's what you get for eating zip for breakfast

My team's turned into gits
Champions of basketball
Now we've damn near lost control
I ask you, what the heck?

We need to work out
A proper time to wake up
So you can all have time
Enough time to eat something
So that you are functioning
More than a busted machine
Machine, machine

(Ohhh yeah!)

Shape up, the score is now thirty to nothing
That's what you get for eating zip for breakfast
All out of energy, that is your fault, now
That's what you get for eating zip for breakfast

That's what you get, morons
You're just tired, what, what, you're just tired?
I'm sorry, that's just bullshit
Eat some toast next time, dipshit