Creatures (The). Boomerang. Standing There. Zeneszám

Hey creepos I'm talking to you
I've got a message to give to you
You've got a problem we know
But there's something you ought to know
Standing there across the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
So funny to see how dumb some grown men can be
An unwanted weed a dying reed
Left to consider life as it passes by
Ignoring your calling ignoring your taunting
Ignoring your feeling of self hate and loathing
How empty and pointless your life must seem
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Sticks and stones may break bones
But these taunting crones
Only cause inner groans
We ignore all your calling
Ignore all your taunting
Ignore all your problems
Of self hate and loathing
Somebody should show them
Where to go
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same creepy face
Standing there in the thoroughfare
They stand and stare with that gormless air
Does what you won't understand
Scare and make you mad?
Resentful and envious
Don't you disgust yourself?
So funny to see
How pathetic some men can be
See them standing
See them staring
See them wearing that same stupid face
Ignore all their calling
Ignore all their taunting
Ignore all their faking
Their self hate and loathing
Somebody should show them
Where to go