I sure could use luck in this alley
I throw the ball but it’s not at all in my control
It’s going to curve and collide with one
Rolls to the gutter
Damn, I blow!
This friggen game!
Cause I can’t bowl, bowl, bowl, bowl, bowl…

I miss, miss, miss, miss, miss
Then split, split, split
Yell: “Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!”
Each ball I fling is gonna blow

Let’s check out the score, It’s crazy!
Your insults: They burn
“Let’s go get some bumpers cause you stink!”
My freakin’ wife has lead to my aggressions
She’s “102”… I’m near “18”
I’m downing liquor
My arm’s a chicken wing

Returned to miss, miss, miss, miss, miss
And split, split, split
Stank, stank, stank, stank, stank
I’ll chug this drink it’s not a Coke, No!

I’m now in enraged fury
“You all can go to Hell!!!”
I’m like Bruce Banner
Cause as the Hulk I have excelled
Those pins are flying wild
In these last frames I play
This friggen game
When pissed off I’m the King!

With super strength I fling
That ball goes whang, whang, whang, whang, whang
Then strike, strike, strike
Spare, Spare, Spare, Spare, Spare
Spare me details, Let me bowl!

I raged, raged, raged, raged, reged
And rocked, rocked, rocked
Once tanked, tanked, tanked, tanked, tanked
As Mr. Hyde those pins are mowed

I’m pissed off, See!
Punching things
Cussing spree
“F*ck your glee!”
In agony
Beat these freaks
Split for me?
Not this time, See!

If I’m calm I stink!