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. Ooooh ahh ahh. Let 'er rip. Let 'er rip Till the walls come tumbling down.