Lyrics

[Verse 1] My little baby Fred took a hit to the head He collapsed on the floor, and he bled, and he bled And he bled, and he bled, and he bled, and he bled I was like, fuck this, I just wanna go to bed So we packed our shit and went to the emergency room Reflecting on poor Fred's impending doom The waiting room, 'cause we got there soon On the tiny television was a dumb cartoon I looked at the ceiling, and I looked at the floor I looked at the onlookers looking at the doors Looky, looky here, I coulda sworn you just swore Health care professional, inappropriate behavior They took me to the table, 'bout four feet long Just enough for a pet, you see, 'cause Fred is my dog I took a picture and uploaded it to make 'em say aw The notes came in, my pain is gone 'cause Fred got blogged [Chorus] Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged The notes came in, my pain is gone 'cause Fred got blogged Fred got blogged [Verse 2] A baseball bat or a Bop It Extreme So much can go wrong when you're just a young teen Playing with cards or praying on your knees Victimized by the careless arms at waist level ease But if you write a picture or you take it in a song That's an easy way to make the pain get gone The hole in your skull can be repaired by dawn Just be like Fred because Fred got blogged [Chorus] Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred got blogged Fred is a star Fred feels no pain Fred feels no pain