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
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