Say, did I get that right or was it just crap coming out of your mouth   A lousy mixture of cockiness and miserable attitude   Hey! Self-appointed hero   You fool around like a clown, do you wanna compete   Well it's hard to break this to you    But there ain't no trophy to win in this race      AT THE END OF THE DAY    THE SHIT YOU'VE THROWN WILL BE   THROWN RIGHT BACK AT YOU      All you have is a big mouth, and an even bigger ego   A terrible mixture of self-importance and plain stupidity   Oh! Self-appointed star, to lie about    And mock other people around   Is really nothing but the tactics of a fool      AT THE END…      This ain't no competition   No, no competition   You've got nothing to gain by talking shit   No, no competition   There's nothing to gain for you…      AT THE END…