Tekst:
Those Poor Bastards Fear

the fly (fear) Fear of birth Fear of death Fear of gals in shortened dress Fear I'm losing control Fear The spirits (?) from below Fear, fear, fear Fear

5 years to the day and My tainted blood's still the same I can't help acting this way and Those bastard doctors are gonna pay I'm so lonely

keeping other countries poor. "Monkey see, Monkey do" I wonder what those fucking monkeys saw. Keep rethinking the still-frames in your mind, and guarantee they will

's your worst fears all coming true newspapers will pull apart the poor excuses you gave a million fans with broken hearts their tears will rain down on my grave your life will

's your worst fears all coming true newspapers will pull apart the poor excuses you gave a million fans with broken hearts their tears will rain down on my grave your life will

's your worst fears all coming true newspapers will pull apart the poor excuses you gave a million fans with broken hearts their tears will rain down on my grave your life will

's your worst fears all coming true newspapers will pull apart the poor excuses you gave a million fans with broken hearts their tears will rain down on my grave your life will

s your worst fears all coming true newspapers will pull apart the poor excuses you gave a million fans with broken hearts their tears will rain down on my grave your life will