We're living for life to be the way we feel
We're not living for life but the death appeal
Said who needs a cancerous and boring end
When you can die from misery and following the trend

 [bad word] 
I say who cares anyway? who listens to what I say?
This song rhymes and we play it in time

And if you want to live in super market isles
And take your vacation by flying for miles
Take a day off and live in the lies
While others work and capitalize

 [bad word] 
I say who cares anyway? who listens to what I say?
This song rhymes and we play it in time

Play in your bands and live for fame
But all you're doing is playing their game
Brood in the corner [bad word] about the rest
When all we're living for is to die

 [bad word] 
I say who cares anyway? who listens to what I say?
This song rhymes and we play it in time
 

We're living like [bad word] in this place
Sprayed with insecticide that leaves no trace
And if we could crawl on you at night
You can be sure we'd love to bite

 [bad word] 
I say who cares anyway? who listens to what I say?
This song rhymes and we play it in time

I'm not living life to be
Real Cheap [bad word] Like You COPOUT