What the hell is happening The shit surrounds the fucked up things The scum that lay just scattering like landfill sites They're festering Stinking out the possibilities of ever listening Things can't always be the same and yes There's always room for change But don't follow some shitty craze That may seem cool because it pays You will look back and regret The fact you look so fucking wet I refuse to accept the way this shit has gone They seem to be breeding daily These scenes are all so wrong It's all about money gained Money spent on some pathetic products To try to be as fake as possible Please just die and get out of my way Get out of my way you stupid pansies And never return I hope you all get slaughtered and never reborn Rounding up the cattle Die you wastes of space and leave things the way they were You're all as camp as a row of pink tents And will get what you deserve