Some people say most men are mostly pieces of slime

Well let me add it goes for about five out of five

Just think of the boy you followed home

He seemed to be the kosher one

But when he’s had his little fun

He’ll take his Y-fronts and run

We are all sleazy slimy creatures deep within

I made a famished friend last night

Her fully-fed fiancé was away

She lived her humdrum life

Down in the doldrums ’n I

Followed her there ’n stayed the night

Maybe it’s a part of being human

How we got the monkeys out-maneuvered

A gift god added to his creation

A short cut to world domination

They call the cocktail Happiness

Survival of the fascistest

Drooling over the election buffet

We’re all voting with our wallets

We are all sleazy slimy creatures deep inside

And further down I think we’re all quite satisfied

Look at the longhaired bald rock star

Revitalized but still bizarre

And the successful architects

Who ruined this town in a few decades

And when the taxman shows no mercy

We’re moving our fax machines to Guernsey

And the poor Finnish commie party

Going bankrupt on the stock market

Think of the liquid that they serve

Calling it coffee takes some nerve

While you’re still too young to be aware

They’re pointing their loaded god at your head

The crap that these stations play

It’s always format before taste

I could go on and on and on

Really on and on and on…