Won`t You listen all You pretty boys
in magazines You look like plastic toys
Superstars of rock You just pretend
a blasphemy that never seems to end
Ugly bastard, You think You look good
but there are things You never understood
with lipstick and mascara in your hand
`bet You`re not even sure You`re a man
now listen;
Hairdryer soldiers marching out to war
can`t you see Yourself, You`re such a bore
Why don`t You all just lie down and die?
The world`s a mess and You`re the reason why