Won't You listen all You pretty boys
in magazines You look like plastic toys
Superstars of rock You just pretend
a blasphemy that never seems to end
Ugly ba*tard, You think You look good
but there are things You never understood
with lipstick and mascara in your hand
'bet You're not even sure You're a man
now listen;
Hairdryer soldiers marching out to war
can't you see Yourself, You're such a bore
Why don't You all just lie down and die?
The world's a mess and You're the reason why