Lyrics: Therapy?. Babyteeth. Loser Cop.

All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut

Look me in the eyes and say it!

You little punk

Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!
Asshole!

Good morning, pigs
Good morning, fascists
Honkeys
Killers
Bigots
You fags
Pinkos
You creeps
You bastards
Fuzz
This indoctrination of vocal harassment was compiled by our own juvenile division in preparation for the concert this weekend