Anomaly lyrics

I'm having a hard time, a hard time paying attention To this past his prime, sweaty ass old teacher of mine He's got a pit stained shirt, the guy seems allergic to work Pristine, Sistine, Virgin Mary's, Jesus, and the Queen We cuts out some guns, the President, and two giant thumbs And one mass grave, man war is so fucking lame Anomaly, anomaly Now that's some shit you rarely see Anomaly, anomaly No you won't meet too many like- Some say I am unique Don't think before I speak Odd may be my technique But he made this place in a fucking week? If there's a God, she's a fucking freak If there's a God, she's a fucking freak (1, 2, 3, 4) Anomaly, anomaly Now that's some shit you rarely see Anomaly, anomaly Now that's some shit you rarely see Anomaly, anomaly No you won't meet too many like, like, like