You pester me, You make me sick

Befoul the world with rhapsody and rumors

Your simian faces shines with envy

To mattoid leaders and damned religions



You slackers, Infatuated fools

Too scared to stand up for your own opinions

Act like savages, You bedim my life

Jealous doodles, Just wait and I'll break your bones



Do you think that I'd pray for you

What would you do for me

So vanish, push away the gothamite

Strike them out, so that we can be the stars



You crackpots, you aggro, septic whores

Mainstream followers, Grotty wannabees

You annoy me with selfgood arrogance

And turn to meemies filled up with prejudice



Spread rumors like toxic waste around you

Who dares talking in our Presidents hall

Yes, you turn out to be bumsucking dopeys

And you wonder why you punks make me sick