say anything
no soul
There's something in the way you people smell Like you've got no soul at all Fingers crawling with ringworm Your sneer's a mating call To lure in others of your breed Spread that smug and slimy seed Borrow quotes from the cultures you've crowded like weeds  Is your schedule sufficient tonight, you toad? Hop another bar until the rooster crows  This song belongs to you and all your crew This curse will sting the worse as it shall mark you  All Rise I'd rather spend an hour giving birth Then see how your eyes are glued On everyone but the person you're talking to And trapped between babushkas on a plane in a fraction of how lame It is to watch you pump the poison through your veins  Is your schedule sufficient tonight, you crow? "skwak" another song until your heart explodes  This song belongs to you and all your crew This curse will sting the worse as it shall mark you  You'd probably think this means I give up on you The saddest part is this is why I come To watch and pray that I'm mistaken And pray I'm not the only one Not going to care about this, I know that this is hopeless No one notices it Not losing sleep over this You people are unredeemable, indescribable, all but evil  You know very well what you are Don't let 'em write you off You wear your scars I've had a few but not that many But you're the only one who gives me good and plenty