Beautiful People
I don't want you and I don't need youDon't bother to resist I'll beat youIt's not your fault that you always wrongThe weak ones are there to justify the strongThe beautiful people, the beautiful peopleIt's all relative to the size of your steepleYou can't see the fores for the treesAnd you can't smellyour own shit on your knees
Hey you, what do you see?Somethin beautiful, something free?Hey, you are you try to be mean?If you live with apes, man, it's hard to be clean
There is no time to descriminateHate every motherfuckerThat's in your way
The worms will live in every hostIt's hard to pick up wich one they eat mostThe horrible people, the horrible peopleIt's as anatomic as the size of your steepleCapitalism has made it this way,Old fashioned fascismwill take it away