Thought that I was nothing more than one of your pawns

While you stormed your ladder rung by rung

Though your conscience bled about everything you said

I sincerely hope you had a little fun

And I bet it felt swell to damn me to hell

While the rest of us lost our cool

Yet still I live despite what you did

Because I know that I am uglier than you



Fight the power, fight the future, fight the CDA

Fight your conscience, fight your jesus, lose me on your way

Something came around the corner

Something went a little wrong

Call me fag, have some class

Come on fatso kick my ass



Break for a lunch of model glue punch

And a thermos of your mother's Pam

You made it quite clear you didn't want me near

And I faked it like I didn't give a damn

And Sonia Bianchi never lost touch

With the way you never lost your cool

And although you're a prick and make people sick

I guess this world doesn't need another fool



Now in the end I'm forced to contend

That my personal war is through

Now I'm dumped and your ego's pumped

Cause somebody wrote a song about you