Look at you
I say it again, yes, look at you
in your land of civilisation and freedom
with the colour you deemed privileged and fair
where payments arrives work or why, can't be arsed
all you amounted to was borrowing and stealing from next door

You stink as does your disgrace
I told you so, say it again to your fighters
never do well the pisspot shameless despot of zeros
as a mother you failed raising harlots for pedos, a thieving son
as a wife what's you but the plus two to the regularly jailed hubby
with opportunities a-begging yours is criminality as a sane profession

So cold home truths told and ringing
shame, disgrace and disrepute clinging indelibly
in fear, self-loathing, envy, racial hatred and evil mind
you crawl to your **** and the net-work of criminals and pedos
accustomed to war-paint from birth you seek to tear me by thousands
take blameless innocent man, nd ruin him becomes boom towns sport

Move your army of serpents with painted faces
discredit, isolate, defame and scandalize me till tomorrow
twist, harass, taunt and torment till the moon and sun meet up
it will never remove the shame of your disgrace and pitiful choices
you and yours carry your un-washable stains and sins every seconds
Chris, Joan, Tom and Kelly I am the resident tenant in your conscience-less heads