Fishin' Hole - Stephen Lynch

Wanted to have some quality time with my son

So I brought him down to the fishing hole

Didn’t like the feeling of that worm in his hand

Got mad, threw down his fishing pole

I said «That's alright, son let’s go and get an ice cream

Let your old man buy you a treat.»

But he didn’t like no flavors up upon that wall

Started crying and ran into the street

He’s an asshole

My kid’s an asshole

I swear, it just don’t float my boat

Always crying, always crying

Made me want to punch him in his little throat

Called my lady up to tell her what had happened

How our son had run away

She said don’t worry baby, I will talk to him

And everything will be okay

My lady’s an asshole

She’s an asshole

Her assholishness is off the charts

Always perfect, always perfect

Made me want to punch her in her lady parts

I decided I’d go down to the bar

And drown my sorrows in a beer

The sign outside said closed for renovations

We’ll open up again next year

That bar is an asshole

It’s an asshole

Oh, the worst bar in the land

Always closing, always closing

Can’t punch a bar cause you’ll hurt your hand

I went home to forget about my troubles

Sat down in my favorite easy chair

But I couldn’t relax for the pain I was feeling

As my hemroid began to flare

My asshole’s an asshole

A real butthole

He should put his asshole self in check

Always burning, always itching

Makes me want to punch him in his asshole neck

Late one night, lying awake in bed

A realization came

Are there really asshole’s everywhere I look

Or am I the one to blame?

Maybe I just do not say the things I should say

And I don’t do the things I ought

So I took a good hard look at myself in the mirror

And this is what I thought:

The guy who sold me this mirror’s an asshole

He’s an asshole, son of a bitch said it was antique

He was lying, he was lying

Made me want to punch him in his salesman cheek

I’m on a real asshole streak

I could open up an asshole boutique

I think this song has reached it’s peak

Goodbye, you assholes, see you next week