I just make enemies; I don't make friends I tell them lies until they pay me in francs We have some fun until the army comes We have some fun until they take our guns Over all of this I just make enemies; I don't make friends They're speaking languages that don't make sense I thought that we had learned to put our differences aside Well, guess who's the fucking idiot this time? Over all of this I'm counting up all my daily mistakes That I keep making for the president's sake And then the cops said to walk a straight line Well, guess who's the fucking idiot this time? Over all of this