Turn off... turn off... turn off...! You walk all over anyone who dares to be a friend, Scream and yell because you deem them unenlightened, High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach, Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps. X-ing off the days, X-ing off the days I nearly broke my back as I was bending back for you, Half the time was hell and half a waste of time, High upon your horse you preach and preach and preach, Love thy fellow humans all your filthy little creeps. X-ing off the days, X-ing off the days.