You won’t wash…few come around
You oughta slosh…pong of your feet does astound
You smell bad…the worst in town
Our house a dive…where roaches crawl on the ground
You’re dire…smell like drains
Born in squat…for dope you steal some bling
You’re a tryer…in your vein
You can’t stop…and now it’s made you insane

And sometimes I chunder with a sting in my eyes
Maybe you’re stinkin’ of some rancid pie
And I throw, yes I throw, it’s your breath alright
What’s this mess on me…it’s your piddle an’ your shite

I say it’s pungent
So pungent
So awful pungent (pungent…)…coz you stink of pee
How pungent our house can be
It’s pungent (pungent…)

Your pants stick…to your hind
And you don’t care…that with crud they’ve been lined
You’ve got form…for bein’ mental
You’re so unclean…and you need some work that’s dental

And I’m not hookin’, I will not be brassed
You blow lots of weed but the weed don’t last
Get your rank stinkin’ buttocks out of that chair
An’ go seek some employment, anytime, anywhere

I say you’re pungent
So pungent
You know you’re…pungent
I wanna tell you it’s no game for me (oh ooh)
So awful pungent (pungent…)…coz you stink of pee
How pungent our house can be
It’s pungent (pungent…)

I say you’re pungent
I’m aghast, you are pungent
I was sick, you are pungent
You’re a jerk, you are pungent (pungent…)
You are sick, you are pungent…pungent…a travesty
Pungent…pungent…a travesty
Pungent (pungent)…pungent (pungent)…a travesty
Pungent (pungent)…pungent (pungent)…a travesty
So pungent
A travesty