They're killing and they're raping
And we're screaming and we're shaking
But I guess boys will be boys
And I've always found it funny
How all their looks and all their money
Make up for what they destroy
And even if they tried
I don't think they could cry
Because they never show remorse
"Oh but his career?"
Well we're living in fear
So I don't give a fuck anymore
One, two, three, four
These men aren't part of your fun little dream
They're sick in the head
And they'll make you scream
He's not your cutesy crush
He's a sicko
He's not a bad boy he's a murderer
Stop treating him like a potential lover
You know he's dangerous
American sicko
These monsters live among us
Make me sick with their smugness
Laughing like it's a joke
Even if they're free for now
If karma will allow
I know someday they will choke
They say forgive and forget
But these men are still in debt
To the people that they hurt
So grab your pitchfork
This is our last resort
We're getting our revenge tonight
One, two, three, four
These men aren't part of your fun little dream
They're sick in the head and they'll make you scream
He's not your cutesy crush
He's a sicko
He's not a bad boy he's a murderer
Stop treating him like a potential lover
You know he's dangerous
American sicko
These men aren't part of your fun little dream
They're sick in the head and they'll make you scream
He's not your cutesy crush
He's a sicko
He's not a bad boy he's a murderer
Stop treating him like a potential lover
You know he's dangerous
American sicko