Labor Day

On my TV screen

Every Labor Day

Fuckin' Jerry Lewis

Make him go away

Make him go away

Make him go away

He's fucked up my Labor Day

Make him go away

One, two, three, four

Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya

You're gonna run, you're gonna hide

Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya

And make you commit TV suicide

Give him 24 hours

He'll do what he please

He'd be on welfare

If it weren't for this disease

Make him go away

Make him go away

He's fucked up my Labor Day

Make him go away

One, two, earth, shoe

Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya

You're gonna run, you're gonna hide

Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya

And make you commit TV suicide

His eyes get red

And his voice gets mean

I guess it's what you get

When you take amphetamine

Make him go away

Make him go away

He's fucked up my Labor Day

Make him go away

One, two, three, four

Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya

You're gonna run, you're gonna hide

Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya

And make you commit TV suicide

In France they appreciate me

In France they know I'm a genius