Screeching Weasel God Damn You Lyrics

[Zanoni enters, and the crowd erupts.]

[All]
Zanoni!

[Enter Tommy Swank and Miserella, half dressed]

[Zanoni]
[To Tommy Swank, as club security enters and holds him back]
You've stolen from my family
Ripped the soul out of my daughter
And then had the guts to claim she made it up
The courts, of course, can't do a thing
"Your honor, she's delusional"
And so you sit here arrogant and smug
[Indicating the crowd]
They all know exactly what you're really made of
But they won't say a word to you
If they know what's good for them
I've known too many men like you
Convinced that you're invincible
Until you've pushed too far and it's too late
I might not be as powerful as you
But don't think I won't follow through
Until I've finally seen you pay

[Baby Fat]
Sir, this rude intrusion is too much
We've humored you for long enough
Poor soul have you gone off your meds
If you recall, the judge found that
Your daughter-An Adult- Was simply blaming Mr. Swank for her regrets

[Zanoni]
[To Baby Fat]
Toad, it's obvious a woman's never loved you
But should you somehow ever have a daughter
You will sing another tune
A curse on both of you
God damn you both to hell
God damn you both to hell
God damn you both to hell
[Security begins to drag him out]
[Zanoni And Tommy Swank]
God damn you- go to hell
[Baby Fat]
[Horrified, aside]
God help me!

[Swank And Crowd]
[Forming a semicircle as they move towards Zanoni
While security pulls Zanoni back towards the door]
Get out!

[Baby Fat]
[Alone, at CS, holding his head in his hands]
God help me!

[Swank And Crowd]
Get out!
Get out!

[Baby Fat]
God help me!

[Swank And Crowd]
Get out!

[Baby Fat]
God help me!
[Swank And Crowd]
Get out!
Get out!
Get out!

[Baby Fat]
Oh my god!

[Tommy Swank]
Get him out!

[Baby Fat]
Oh my god!

[Tommy Swank]
Get him out!