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Hey creepos, I'm talking to youI've got a message to give to youYou've got a problem, we knowBut there's something you ought to know.Standing thereAcross the thoroughfareThey stand and stareWith that gormless airSo funny to see how dumb some grown men can beAn unwanted weed, a dying reedLeft to consider life as it passes byIgnoring your calling, ignoring your taunting,Ignoring your feelings of self-hate and loathingHow empty and pointless your life must seemSee them standingSee them staringSee them wearing that same stupid faceSticks and stones may break bonesBut these taunting crones only cause inner groansWe ignore all your calling, ignore all your tauntingIgnore all your problems of self hate and loathingSomebody should show them where to goSongtexteSee them standingSee them staringSee them wearing that same creepy faceStanding there in the thoroughfareThey stand and stare with that gormless airDoes what you won't understand scare and make you mad?Resentful and envious, don't you disgust yourself?So funny to see how pathetic some men can beSee them standingSee them staringSee them wearing that same stupid faceIgnore all their calling, ignore all their taunting,Ignore all their faking, their self-hate and loathingSomebody should show them where to go. Aus Songtexte Mania