They think they ant the best, - that they're above the rest Acting posh, feeling proud - to be a jolly good fellow Bragging, boasting, telling tales flaunting money, showing off going out, having fun they think they can carry on One evening, not that long ago at a friend's place we met There was a party going on funky drinks - in their hands So many people all around! Like Greek columns they were standing everyone looked the same Talking, laughing, "Oh, how splendid!' Ah - I cannot listen to them! Many girls looked like models they had much make-up on But beneath they are like bottles empty skin - brains are gone Someone tell me what to do! I could get drunk or kill them all but how bad - I was alone I got my jacket from the wall took some beer - then went home!