Lies, lies. Pile 'em up to the sky. Stuff yer smile at the roadk** pile. Schools out for the 'Wally & Beave', 'cause surfs up at the Silver Spoon Prep. If that's the way it's gonna be, let's skip steps A through Z - Let 'er rip. 'Till the walls come tumblin' down. Peddle some hate. Shift the blame. Divide and conquer. Take your slaves. If we gotta do a 'U.S.S.R.' to purge the hands from the cookie jar - Let 'er rip. 'Till the walls come tumblin' down. Just how long do you think this can last? Ain't you learned Jack sh** from the past? Meanwhile, back at the millionaire's club, they reach a pleasing accord today - bought some 10 grand toilet seats where 'Johnny Can't Read' can sit and piss his years away. Let 'er rip.