Lambasting again You'll never learn anything Stop pretending you're a caged bird With no will left to sing You've got your nose in the air There's no more room for your boots You're preparing the fanfare For your army of brutes Try as you may I don't think you get it You botch everything and never regret it You're no gentleman Just a shirk specimen No surprise that you can't handle Your own medicine You have to prove you're a man That's where the problem began And you think that you're a big boy With your tight-fisted gang Try as you may I don't think you get it You botch everything and never regret it Lambasting again You'll never learn anything Stop pretending you're a caged bird With no will left to sing You're deep rooted ideals Will always reveal Your deep rooted trauma That you don't know how to heal