They want to be metal wise guys Their supposed intelligence is their vile ignorance Their don't know how to play at all And however they acclaim to be the best critics They say to have a serious ideology And they just are kids playing to be brutals They acclaim to be honest But they always attacks from behind Poor ignorants, scurvies of society What a pitiful scums They have no shame They are disgusting, they stink out! They suffer all night over us And they always finished exhausted By their impotence and mediocrity