Zanoni! 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 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 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 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 God damn, you go to hell God help me! Get out! God help me! Get out! Get out! God help me! Get out! God help me! Get out! Get out! Get out! Oh my god! Get him out! Oh my god! Get him out!