Ladies and gentlemen,
It's good to meet again,
It's good to get you in one place
Don't think about your lies, left in the cold outside
You have no name, you leave no trace.
Forget your weary problems, (take off your clothes)
There's far too many of them, (it's worse than you suppose)
Indulge your animal instincts,
Unload your heads
It shouldn't take a moment to cross your legs instead
We're rotten to the core, we're all the same
We are scum, you were like us
But when did you become so righteous?
Let's do a roaring trade, 'til the day the Messiah comes
And stops us having fun.
In times of mass hysteria keep track of your friends
But keep your enemies nearer lest they start pretending
That they always loved you, right from the start
And try to claim it back off you