(Stips)
He`s a man hating his hometown
Boys and girls back home gave him nothing but a natural turn-down
In a city full of strangers
Lived a disappointed dreamer, a possible danger
Use your head and try to think it over
I can tell behind the weak handshake
There`s a well-educated mind of a poisoning fruitcake
Look in the eyes, hating and waiting for so long
It`s amazing how someone with brains like his can be so wrong
Use your head and try to think it over
You - you must have fooled me then
You - never were a friend
You - never really listened to the things we said
You - became a politician
You - learned your dirty tricks
You - speak in words I don`t wanna understand
You - you`re waiting for the power
You`re - waiting for the hour
You can spread the hate (that`s) right inside your head