y’all keep going to your vapid parties, and playing with your dumbass pocket computers, and eating your fat-free yogurt, and watching your ukulele-and-bongo-music commercials, and buying your fake plastic crap that’s going to choke poor sweet planet earth and send us all to hell

i’ll be here in the mire wrestling with them big-ass monsters, and them big-ass demons

i won’t be fooled

you won’t fool me

i’d die of a broken heart before you got me in them big-ass chains