Ladies and gentlemen, It's good to meet again, It's good to get you in one place Don't think about your lies, left in the cold outside You have no name, you leave no trace.
Forget your weary problems, (take off your clothes) There's far too many of them, (it's worse than you suppose) Indulge your animal instincts, Unload your heads It shouldn't take a moment to cross your legs instead
We're rotten to the core, we're all the same We are scum, you were like us But when did you become so righteous? Let's do a roaring trade, 'til the day the Messiah comes And stops us having fun.
In times of mass hysteria keep track of your friends But keep your enemies nearer lest they start pretending That they always loved you, right from the start And try to claim it back off you