Fooled by Your Smile

Bourgeois fascist, mighty warrior of the right
 You're scared of your shadow
 Your favorite shade is white
 Front high class like you're the shit
 I'm done
 I've had it
 Wave your hands up in the air
 Scream hallelujah, king shit is here
 I keep on trying
 I keep on thinking
 I keep on dying
 I keep on sinking
 I keep on pushing
 I keep on moving
 I keep on losing
 I keep on bruising
 I keep on hating
 I keep on waiting
 I keep on thin ice
 I keep on skating
 I keep on slipping
 I keep anticipating
 I keep it off the hook
 I keep my temper cooked
 Is that a voice just in your head
 Now what exactly make you think
 That you'd fool us with your smile
 Man, we all know you're a fink
 Point out the obvious for a living
 You don't even need to think
 Cut off your digits
 And make your hands bleed
 Don't push my buttons
 When your hands are clean
 Won't get them dirty
 But you'll bite
 Now get the fuck out
 This is my right
 Now it's my turn to set the record straight
 You got a lot of pull
 You got a lot of weight
 Phony m.c.'s
 You got a lot of clout
 Phony m.c.'s
 Put your head out