Thought that I was nothing more than one of your pawns   While you stormed your ladder rung by rung   Though your conscience bled about everything you said   I sincerely hope you had a little fun   And I bet it felt swell to damn me to hell   While the rest of us lost our cool   Yet still I live despite what you did   Because I know that I am uglier than you      Fight the power, fight the future, fight the CDA   Fight your conscience, fight your jesus, lose me on your way   Something came around the corner   Something went a little wrong   Call me fag, have some class   Come on fatso kick my ass      Break for a lunch of model glue punch   And a thermos of your mother's Pam   You made it quite clear you didn't want me near   And I faked it like I didn't give a damn   And Sonia Bianchi never lost touch   With the way you never lost your cool   And although you're a prick and make people sick   I guess this world doesn't need another fool      Now in the end I'm forced to contend   That my personal war is through   Now I'm dumped and your ego's pumped   Cause somebody wrote a song about you