Woe Is Me

(spoken) I'd just like to take this moment to thank my two fathers who have been so supportive of me and all of my endeavors.
Thanks, dads. (sung) We hate losers.
No one likes a loser!
Which is why we discipline God hates losers But he loves you Because losers do not know how to Win (spoken) And we have faith in you!
Yes we do!
Yes we do!
Go get 'em! (sung) I hope you can love me America (spoken) I'm gunning for first prize! (sung) Here's why you should love me America My needs I cannot overemphasize I make myself crazy Being what my dads hope I'll be But what about me dads?
What about me? (spoken) JESUS CHRIST! (sung) What about me? ... (spoken) Practice your breathing, Logainne. (sung) Though I practice yoga I don't breathe I try not to disappoint But still I disappoint the dads Who my friends mock Kids are mean Kids'll talk All my so called friends roll their eyes They're incredibly petty Because my dads are my dads and Alright enough already Woe is me Woe is me Which is why I gotta win this Spelling Bee (spoken) Take a picture for her BM.
Dad!
Don't call her BM, Carl.
Sorry, her birth mother.
Peggy Jenkins!
Who'd be very proud if she could see you spell! (sung) My birth mother lives in Kansas, MO In a trailer In a park Tornados!
Every now and then She sends a card Life and men, she writes Are hard She would like to meet me when I'm grown and burst like a comet But I'm so stressed by my stress I just wanna upand vomit Woe is me Woe is me Which is why I gotta win this Spelling bee Be smart!
Be cool!
Be an adult!
Be remarkably a joy in social situations!
Woe is me (Be smart!
Be cool!) Woe is me (Be smart!
Be cool!) Which why I gotta win this Spelling Bee!



Credits
Writer(s): William A. Finn
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