Kick it, Mr Summers

I've been locked down

I've been locked up

I've been shut down

So just shut it up



I've been laughed at

I've been spit at

I've been held back

So what are you looking at



I've been kicked down

I've been pissed on

I've been shat on

Gonna shut you down



Such a low-down zero

I'm just a denim boy

Just a neo-nero

Just Satan's little toy

You never kissed and angel

You never touched a snake

You never held the magic

You ain't got what it takes



Saw your bitch the other day

With her moustache and her books

She called me a fake and a teller of lies

But I could tell she's never been satisfied



I saw you slumming

I heard you strumming

I swee you running, run run away



Such a low-down zero

I'm just a denim boy

Just a neo-nero

Just Satan's little toy

You never kissed and angel

You never touched a snake

You never held the magic

You ain't got what it takes



Perhaps it's a mystery, perhaps it's a riddle

Let me spell it out:

When everybody hates you

When everybody hates you

When everybody hates you

Ypu've got nothing to lose




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