The more I dig, the more I discover, and the more I discover, the more disgust I develop: for the fakes, for the frauds, and for the fucking fashion victims.
Fuck you.
Good Old Rich Kid Bashing Day ~ LOIKAEMIE
Good old rich kid bashing day
You call yourself free
But that is just a lie to me
You boast about how sweet life can be
On top of our hierarchy
Chorus:
Today
But today we’ll wipe this weakness from your face
Today
Cause today is Saturday
Good old rich kid bashing day
And the only thing that’s bigger
Than your mouth is your self
Proclaimed magnificence
But today we’ll put an end to this
Chorus
And your filthy inherited wealthiness
Is the only thing that stinks more than your arrogance
But today we’ll put an end to this
But today we’ll put an end to this
Chorus
And once you are stripped
Of the nothing you deny
You will see what we see
You will see you lived a lie
After which, there’s really only one solution.
Take the skinheads bowling.
But it’s Thursday!
only rich, important & famous people get to be “tired & emotional.”
the rest of us plebs just get to be “drunk.”
coz “tired & emotional” is a tabloid euphemism for when rich, important & famous people are “drunk.”
get off myspace, @ndy! while you still can!
scumbag collage use the internet to discipline students:
http://www.cbc.ca/technology/story/2007/07/17/facebook-oxford.html
no wonder the plebs take to drink!
I am (spiritually) rich, (very) important (to Bübi) & (am) famous (in foreign circles for my poetry, written and performed in conjunction with Bübi).
And as far as I’m concerned, every day is Saturday.