Here comes a regular and I'm not much of a screamer
But I'll try to stumble through
I know you haven't been downtown
Or I'd see a big smile on your face
Any time any place I think like you think
Me and the new big thing are gonna k** everything in sight
We'll be the crushers of fun and the bringers of doom
Last anchor of news -- it's a chance to make everyone else lose
After the carnage has rotted away
I see that he's still clean a smooth running machine
But the ba*tard can't dance and I'm an animal
The tragedy is that the ba*tard and I share blood
Can't even say that the bad crazy sun made him do it
Didn't make him do anything
The sun's just a ball that sits in the sky
It's no excuse 'cause you make it inside
Use it inside until you lose it inside
You're so sad and lonely
Such a sad-eyed phony
You remove yourself from harm
You're not really from the farm