Oh Really?

I am not worthy,
I well sell out like furby.
Through me out to the curb,
I am a frozen turd.

I have no soul, I have no rights,
I have no name, I was insane,
Can you sell me more, more more?
I'm your little whore, whore, whore.

In a grassy knoll, In the middle of nights,
I have no shame, I was to blame,
Can you sell me more, more, more?
I'm your little whore whore whore.