Beware, beware they're on their way They're getting closer every day but I'm prepared I'm sure some common sense will blow them all away They like your band they shake your hand they smell like food that has gone bad Today it's you today will pass I'm so sick of all this trash... (Don't take it personally, oh, no...) And sometimes in the middle of the roaches' nest you find a little soul that understands the content of a song, so... (Don't take it personally, oh, no...)