You might as well call me Joe,
Because I'm fucking Sloppy,
The lesser known 8th dwarf.
It's tragic when your body turns against you.
A bully really, that's what's happened to me.
But I'm tired of lighting my nancy ass on fire.
Every time. Same flame, different book of matches.
I'm tired of being on fire goddamnit.
So I put it out and now I'm cold.
It's a thankless job.
Well it was...
I think I just quit.