No more Mr. Nice Guy No more colour television No more packed neat and tight No more videotapes The Lord's will The Lord giveth Uncle Sleepover taketh Seven days a week (Uncle Sleepover!) Dripping with sweat The constant shrieking of Institution They all know my name I won't pay for their discos I'm not gonna buy their sandwiches I'm not gonna eat what they shove in my face I'm dressed for success Hair combed tight Dripping with sweat Tailor-made for Thanksgiving Tailor-made for Christmas Tailor-made for any situation that you feel An uncontrollable urge to Let go I'm Uncle Sleepover And I'm paying the bills! I'm Uncle Sleepover! Uh! Ahhhhhh! Uhh! Ahhhhhhhhh! Uhhh! Get away from the lawn! Ow! I'm tired of the waste I'm tired of the stench I'm tired of the picking-up the pieces I'm tired of looking at their faces I'm tired of cheap hellos I'm tired of ripping up the stitches I'm tired of being??? Uncle Sleepover