Tekst piosenki
They made a statue of us,And put it on a mountain top.Now tourists come and stare at us,Blow bubbles with their gum,Take photographs have fun,Have fun.They'll name a city after us,And later say it's all our fault.Then they'll give us a talkin' to,Then they'll give us a talkin' to,'cuz they've got years of experience.We're living in a den of thieves,Rummaging for answers in the pages.We're living in a den of thieves,And it's contagious, and it's contagious,And it's contagious, and it's contagious.We wear our scarves just like a knoose,But not 'cuz we want eternal sleep.And though our parts are slightly used,New ones are slave labor you can keep
