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