They look at me through their shaded eyes
I hit 'em hard and don't apologize
Can you sell me someone else's brain?
So I can play the game

And when they sell
Your soul for twice the price
They'll never tell when you fake a smile
Wear this, comb your hair like that
And don't forget to breathe

Spinning around, I'm spinning around
Why do I ride in circles?
All the same faces
In all the same places
Who do I have to kill?

Spinning around, I'm spinning around
Why do I ride in circles?
Who do I have, who do I have
Who do I have to kill?
(To get off this merry go round)

What a trip, you said
A banjo and DJ was hip
Are you kidding me?

I'll shake your hand
And wave goodbye
I'll see you in hell
(Sucka)

Who do I have to kill?
Who do I have to kill?

On the golden poles, the tainted phonies
Riding on their painted ponies
The double-decker architecture
Twist and turn like Chubby Checker

Who do I have to kill to make a difference?
Have to kill to be myself
Have to kill to get some answers
Have to kill