Foxes are cute,
Foxes seem nice.
Down in the forest they're hiding their vice.
Foxes are fathers,
Foxes are mothers,
Spoiling their children with sweets, games and cuddles.
Foxes are quick,
Foxes are swift.
An obstacle, protest - and they're very miffed.
Foxes are fluffly,
Foxes are stunning.
The sheen of the fur on their back is quite blinding.
Foxes are rude,
Foxes are brash.
Won't take them a long time to do something harsh.
Foxes are cunning,
Foxes are clever,
Foxes are keeping their secrets forever.
Foxes are slick,
Foxes are clean.
To look best on screen they self tidy and preen.
Foxes don't always
Have their red hair.
Some of them do, some just don't care.
They want you to look,
They want you to admire,
And when you don't - might as well be on fire.
They judge you, mistreat you,
Make you feel bad,
Then turn to you: "But it's all in your head".
They're angels, they're cleanest
And purest of souls.
Can never be their fault - the rumours are false.
I'm sick and I'm tired,
It's taken its toll.
Fuck these foxes right in the foxhole.