Spam, you must learn to love yourself,

and accept what you really are:

Conglomerate of mystery.

Fight no more to be something else

Or make sense of the mess inside.

Spam, you must learn to love yourself.

Comprised of disparate sources,

Byproducts compressed, side-by-side

Conglomerate of mystery.

It’s okay to not be the same,

Unity comes just after love.

Spam, you must learn to love yourself.

Sometimes it’s hard to feel at one

With the tin can filled to the brim,

Conglomerate of mystery.

The good, the bad, the beautiful,

Spam, you must learn to love yourself.

Conglomerate of mystery.