I see they got your picture in this time   You already cut it out and framed it   You say you like them when they're raging   You read the caption out aloud   I just love the things that haven't been done before      Emotions, estethics and animal rights   What are these to a man with your abilities   Your talent is close to boiling over   If we could understand   We wouldn't bother you with one or two missing cats      But you know it's a shameless piece of shit   Still you love yourself in many different ways tonight   Because you know they can't really get you   You and your art is sacred and they don't like you but that's why you do it      Say would you explain this a second time   These dead birds on toothpicks tell me nothing   You complain about the lack of words   While I can hardly breathe   You say the smell is there to help me understand      And you know, it's a shameless piece of shit   Still you love yourself in many different ways tonight   Because you know they can't really get you   You and your art is sacred and they don't like you but that's why you do it      And you know you're evil, but who's to tell?   Still you love yourself in many different ways tonight   Because you know they can't really get you   You and your art is sacred and they don't like you but that's why you do it