I don't know  Because she says so  He's a faggot boy  The TV says so  He's a junkie piece of shit because he says so    All that first-class jet set brings me down, down, down  All that first-class drug shit brings me down, down, down    It's a big machine, it's a big machine  We're all slaves to a big machine  It's a big machine, it's a big machine  We're all slaves to a big machine  All tied up to a big machine  I got houses  Got cars  I got a wife  I got kids  Got money in the bank     Get away without borders  I'm a slave, New World Order  I guess I chose to be  I guess I chose to be  I guess I chose to be  I guess I chose to be     Hope I teach my son how to be a man   Now before he hits 35  Comic book lives don't really have any real life do they now