Jason and his argonauts Hanging out in parking lots With teen twerps and some indiots (And) all the riff raff And strictly confidentially All we got here is essentially A vulgar vapid history Of clap trap And who's who here? Is anybody anybody? And who's that there? Someone we should know? Who's cool here? (who rules here?) No one and everyone Start the show cos' It's not clear, no So who's who here The mark of Cain is apathy Brains winding down on entropy New york and L.A. bougeouse And their chit chat It's babylon, they rattle on The herds in line and movin' on With ecstacy dipped cattle prongs In back packs And god is their technology A studded tongues profanity A grim tatoos theology Is payback Six pack kings pull up a chair To sculptured breasts and deriairs Each a potential millionaire And fat cat