People gonna make ya wonder if you're right
Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night
Why don't ya tell'em to beat it

Why don't ya tell'em to eat it
Just a bunch of clowns
Don't let'em grind ya down


Sons of (*##$es, crocodile tears in their eyes
We scare'em %#@!less just by showin' up alive

Why don't you tell'em to shove it
They might as well love it
Give you runaround

Don't let'em grind ya down

Evil !@$(s ain't got nothin' else to do

Make your life a misery and put you off your food
Don't you dare to go under
Don't let'em steal your thunder

Listen to the sound
Well let'em grind that down