When will I know why I'm here? Will I know before I disappear? Hope I'll know, hope I'll know why I'm here Then I won't just be gone, I'll be never even here And never comin' back, comin' back I'm never comin' back (The Flower:) Hey, frick you bro! (The Man:) What!? no, frick you dude! (The Flower:) How rude... I've got some bad news for ya, baby boy I'm gonna enjoy watchin' your face get destroyed, you fuck! (The Man:) You fuck! (The Flower:) You asshole... you little bitch bastard! You son of a bitch, a little asshole bitch-boy! (The Man:) You bloody! you bastard! bastard bitch! Bloody fat bitch, fuckin' tiny asshole! (The Ant:) Fellas, calm down! what's this about? dies (The Man:) I hate your face! (The Flower:) You're a blight upon the human race (The Man:) But what if this was meant to be? (The Flower:) What do you mean? (The Man:) Please come away with me (The Flower:) Ok! We're never comin' back, comin' back