Letra da Música Despiser de Rumour Mill

Conceive ideas in your feeble brain
Tell me how the fuck you brought up again?
I'm thinking your thinking is insincere
Tell me why the fuck, are you standing here?

How dare you stand within three feet of me
This freedom of speech, it isn't free.
Cos I got fists that get real pissed
These knuckles will knock your head off
They disagree, with your beliefs

Fuck all your beliefs
All you believe is grief
And if you want to bring the cheek
Turn the other one and I'll smash your jaw.

And if you want some more, like I said before
Take your rowdy mates, and that mouthy whore
You can't afford the taxi home, well heres a fucking score
Get the fuck out of my sight... I hope the cab crashes