You're gonna do what I say, and say what I say,
you'll strut your peacock feathers, you're always on display,
don't act so goddamn conflicted -
you wouldn't have it any other way.

You're gonna write down these words, and pass 'em along,
you're gonna fill your book with your writes and wrongs,
you're gonna tell your lurid world the true intentions of these songs.

I'm writing out a confession - every record I've written has left me
smitten.

A career in masturbation, all in all we're pawns,
the ego of mankind stirs in us all.

You wanna wipe that slate, and start all over again?
You wanna hide your face in shame of what your grandpappy did?
Pretty soon here, we'll be the grandfathers,
our offspring will sing the same shit.
The world was built on ego, was built on slaves,
the world was built on a tickle between our legs -
come on, you big, strong man - you wouldn't have it any other way.

I'm writing out a confession, my fathers and brothers
raped your sisters and mothers.
We are the sons of butchers. All in all, we're pawns;
the darkness of mankind stirs in us all.

I cast you out, I cast you out, I cast you out, I cast you out, I cast you
out,
I cast you out, I cast you out, I cast you out, I'll drag you out,
I'll drive you out,I'll tug you out,
I'll tear you out, I'll cut you out, I'll kick you
out, I'll push you out,
I'll pull you out, I cast you out, I curse you out, I'll shut you out,
I'll shit you out,
I'll clean you out, I'll grab a rope and hang you out to dry - No,
I'll damn you out,
I'll cast you out, I'll shove you out -
I'm saying, all in all, we're pawns,
the darkness of mankind stirs in us all.