What is all of this noise that I hear/
sounds like a bunch of animals running in fear/
Do any of you all know what you talkin about/
Or are these just meaningless screams and shouts/
Guns, gangs, gold teeth and chains/
All your psychobabble talk makes me insane/
Each and everyone of you is out of luck/
I think all of you suck/
Not one of you is worth a buck/
Worthless as a Ford pickup truck/
Found on the road dead/
You all need to go home, go to bed/
Fenixpunk, you stink like mildewed spunk/
S.B., I don’t know what to say/
I think maybe you’re the one that’s g*y/
Hobo Jesus, what’s in the name/
Hobo the clown fits better, your broke and lame/
I don’t care what your homies say/
I think you all need to go elsewhere and play…
