Из альбома: The Quickening
Happy robots say "life is fine" but they're the ones I loathe,
They're stupid or they're lying or a little bit of both
Ignore disasters and they say that life is great,
It never stops the smiles on their shit-consuming faces
The stupid hippies, too stoned to see their lives are fucked,
Going with the flow - into the shitter they are sucked
And then they got these magic crystals that don't do a goddamn thing,
Just stinking of pachouli while they choke on their ginseng
Beating on a drum you sing of quiet and peace
Burning marijuana you take the time to hug a tree
Say no possessions but you get all that you can,
You stink like shit and smile through it,
Don't ever trust a happy man
Cheery retard masses with their evil Osmond smiles
Way too glad to be her because 'He' is on your side
And then they hand out propaganda for sheep to join the cult,
Collecting guns, they rape your daughters but it's nobody's fault
I don't wanna go to heaven
It's filled with pricks like you,
I won't go inside the gates just leave me in the waiting room,
I'm sure that God hates you he thinks that you're an obsessed fan,
See how you are?
I'll never trust a happy man,
Never trust a Happy Man