I don't know
   Because she says so
   He's a faggot boy
   The TV says so
   He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so
  
   All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down
   All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down
  
   It's a big machine, it's a big machine
   We're all slaves to a big machine
   It's a big machine, it's a big machine
   We're all slaves to a big machine
   All tied up to a big machine
   I got houses
   Got cars
   I got a wife
   I got kids
   Got money in the bank
  
   Get away without borders
   I'm a slave, New World Order
   I guess I chose to be
   I guess I chose to be
   I guess I chose to be
   I guess I chose to be
  
   Hope I teach my son how to be a man
   Now before he hits 35
   Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now