I don't listen much to reason

Everybody wants to be here

Santa Claus has lost his mind

Easter Bunny's not a rabbit

Tricks are made for kids until

Pseudo-psycho man tells you to fly

Everyone just ran around just

Playing games with anti-socials

No one ever taught you how to fall

I don't listen much to of you

Everyone's a fucking psycho

No one ever taught you how to call

Won't you take it off

And shoot it up

And show me how, ya used to fly

Take it off

And shoot up

And show me how, ya used to die

Everyone around you superstar, they can motherfucking die

I don't give a damn about what you think

All the pseudo-psycho hippies always stink

No one else here brought up questions till you flied

No one gave you any sex until you cried

Trying to be a superstar

Superstars lie