Sick and tired of the major leagues
You'd better watch your mouth
I'll do what I please
With them sordid eyes
The mystery lies in me

The real mothers
In the meat locker
The damn youth

Eye for eye with your lazy speech
And your naked lunch
While the preachers preach
Scum for dinner
The cost of killing is free

The real mothers
In the meat locker
The damn youth

Spent four long years
My heart displaced
Fishnets and recess
A foreign face
Your wreck and reign
Will dig my grave
Your pretty face
Will dig my