I dont want you, and I dont need you, dont bother to resist, Ill beat you, Its not your fault that your always wrong, the weak ones are there to justify the strong
The beautiful people, the beautiful people, its all relative to the size of your steeple, you cant see the forest for the trees and you cant smell your own shÏt on your knees
Hey you, what do you see? something beautiful, something free? hey you are you trying to be mean? if you live like apes man its hard to be clean
Theres no time to discriminate, hate every motherfücker thats in your way
The worms will live in every host, its hard to pick which one they eat the most
The horrible people, the horrible people, its as anatomic as the size of your steeple, capitalism has made it this way, old-fashioned fascism will take it away
