What you came to prove, son
Will not be proven here
We could give a $#&@ less about your own self worth

Revel in your drama, anywhere but here
We only see the front, you only live in fear


Right now
Were laughing at the joke
Laughing when everyone else wont

Speaking clear with no hope at all
Hear us loud
Loud and hard


Politics are useless
They'll get you nothing here

Rather hear the sweet sound
The cracking of a beer
Yes we are your Koffin Kats so impure

Owned by no fashion, trend, god or man