Junior mint   Draws the line   Shakes his stick   Overbites   And proves he's got a critical mind   Born again   Cashing in   Must be deaf   Going blind   But he's still got a critical mind   You attack like a cop   Lay down the law   But you're under the bed and you want to be on top   You're a blind watchdog and you're easily led   Thought we were the cheating type   But you're the one who believed the hype   And you're the one who f***s celebrities   You're nothing but a nickname   Does it get you behind closed doors   And let you break some rules   So you can get to the core   And break it down to a molecule