Know-it-all, step aside and keep this to yourself    You´re conceited to the bone    Self-important    Self-indulgent    You´ve been overestimated    A jester on a makeshift throne       The laughter dies, you owe us a punchline Cause we´re way beyond the joke    You´re past your prime, you shouldn´t cross that line    Here´s your consolation prize       Cut it out, skip the details, we don´t wanna know   We´re not gonna play along    Stop the preaching   Stop the wailing    Won´t you stop the patronizing?    You´re dead last in a race of one       The laughter dies, you owe us a punchline Cause we´re way beyond the joke    You´re past your prime, you shouldn´t cross that line    And we´ll cut you down to size       You owe us a punchline