What the hell is happening
The $%&^x surrounds the $#&@ed up things
The scum that lay just scattering like landfill sites

They're festering
Stinking out the possibilities of ever listening
Things can't always be the same and yes

There's always room for change
But don't follow some %#@!ty craze
That may seem cool because it pays

You will look back and regret
The fact you look so $%&^$%&^x wet
I refuse to accept the way this $%&^x has gone

They seem to be breeding daily
These scenes are all so wrong
It's all about money gained

Money spent on some pathetic products
To try to be as fake as possible
Please just die and get out of my way

Get out of my way you stupid pansies
And never return
I hope you all get slaughtered and never reborn

Rounding up the cattle
Die you wastes of space and leave things the way they were
You're all as camp as a row of pink tents

And will get what you deserve