There is sadness over yonder That you cannot comprehend Makes the chip that's on your shoulder A complete embarrassment Though it seems it's only natural To you and to all your peers To obsess about the details Of your less than perfect year This is why I find it so hard To connect with you ever Part of me waits for your suffering But then I'm just no better You're a product of your family And your numb generation I'll admit I am evil But you are so ignorant Dying babies in Africa You couldn't get in the club Dying babies in Africa Your coffee is not quite hot enough Dying babies in Africa You couldn't get in the club Dying babies in Africa, oh You might never be a star I really can be kind You just bring out the venomous side And that is why Why we never ever socialize