Stars 歌词

You pester me, You make me sick Befoul the world with rhapsody and rumors Your simian faces shines with envy To mattoid leaders and damned religions You slackers, Infatuated fools Too scared to stand up for your own opinions Act like savages, You bedim my life Jealous doodles, Just wait and I'll break your bones Do you think that I'd pray for you What would you do for me So vanish, push away the gothamite Strike them out, so that we can be the stars You crackpots, you aggro, septic whores Mainstream followers, Grotty wannabees You annoy me with selfgood arrogance And turn to meemies filled up with prejudice Spread rumors like toxic waste around you Who dares talking in our Presidents hall Yes, you turn out to be bumsucking dopeys And you wonder why you punks make me sick