What happened to pure intentions?
What happened to helping hands?
Is it all lost?
To me your name is not important,
But your ethics and actions are
And as far as I'm concerned you’re a pile of shit
Fuck you and fuck your m2 dreams,
Your ideas have nothing to do with me
And they're destroying old fashioned bonds and cooperation
If the germans had known about your ego,
The hindenburg disaster could have been avoided
So take your contracts and your yuppie tactics
Back to management 101, and start throwing frat parties
Get the fuck out of my town, get the hell away from my band
You worthless sub-culture fellating whore.