Hey, you who make questions Searching for an answer For your life conceit You looking for wisdom Hide behind your reason Donkey mind grows up You never felt the taste of shit In your golden throne Chorus Blind man, made by a fool generation Stupid, kissing asses all the time You think you're smart Keeping on the fashion Doin' as everyone You spend your rotten life In a futile way but Can you see around yourself? You're dead even in life Go to your grave Chorus