Your early output was sublime
But it only got worse with time
You've done some good things for the poor
But we can't stick you any more

Whenever you're on my TV
You tell me to give to charity
But you're worth half a billion pounds
And won't pay tax on your home ground
You hypocrite

Bono, Bono, Bono
Please fuck off now, Bono

You smug self-righteous media-whore
Is there a point to you any more?
Your ego runs out of control
At the thought of saving souls
You messianic loon

Bono, Bono, Bono
We wish you were gone-o

Bono, Bono, Bono
More annoying than Yoko Onno

We don't mean to sound horrible
You know it isn't personal
We're sure that you're a decent guy
But the world would still get by
Without you

We'll get by without you
We'll get by without you
We'll get by without you
We'll get by without you, Bono

Kindly take yourself away
Kindly take yourself away

Written by Intermittent Explosive Disorder
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