Sticking to rotten common sense
Holding it up in both hands
All around the putrid b**hes
Look at me, at me and laugh
Without knowing even a flower's scent....
You heard me! No, I'm not wrong
Why can't you see that you're the crazy ones!
Dirty b**hes, nothing but who*es
Why won't you die and laugh no more!
The day has come, I think I shall
Smash this sick world into oblivion now
Bleary memories...so hurt and sore
Lock them away forever more