Sticking to rotten common sense Holding it up in both hands All around the putrid b**hes Look at me, at me and laugh Without knowing even a flower's scent.... You heard me! No, I'm not wrong Why can't you see that you're the crazy ones!
Dirty b**hes, nothing but who*es Why won't you die and laugh no more! The day has come, I think I shall Smash this sick world into oblivion now Bleary memories...so hurt and sore Lock them away forever more