TAG_TO_ADD_HERE Nobody likes you... Everyone left you... They're all out without you... Having fun... Where have all the bastards gone? The underbelly stacks up ten high The dummy failed the crash test Collecting unemployment checks Like a flunkie along for the ride Where have all the riots gone As your city's motto gets pulverized? What's in love is now in debt On your birth certificate So strike the fucking match to light this fuse! The town bishop is an extortionist And he don't even know that you exist Standing still when it's do or die You better run for your fucking life And don't look back