Dirty, smelly crusties, protesting on the street You can smell them a mile away, they haven't bathed in weeks Your protests don't do anything, they don't help a bit When you look like freaks, and smell like puke and sh** Chorus: You read it in your papers, and chant up every word Misled by your leaders, you repeat what you heard Too dumb to think with your own brain, so full of dope and trash Still searching for your answers, you can shove it up your a** Those measures turned on the 60's, they've got no right to live They always tell us what to do, but got nothing to give All the left-wing radicals, full of their own selves So cool back in '69, now you're just a f**in' joke (Repeat Chorus) solo (Repeat Chorus)