Lyrics:

Shooting from the lip at those tired old cliches
Well it takes one to know one
Same difference - roughed up for today
Every minute blemish is given that street veneer
Choreographed to cut the slack
Just as long as you learn to sneer
Paper-thin, paper-weight - how's that demographic?
A disempowered herd, minds cloud with static
Minds cloud with static
Lowest common denominator
Give them hard fuck fables
Give them middle fingers
Give them surface tension
Spoon-feed them to the system
So what's 'nu'? Sullen view - it's the clued you
Fighting third world war on parental torpor
Fighting third world war
Give them hard fuck fables
Give them middle fingers
Give them surface tension
Spoon-feed them to the system