They're killing and they're raping And we're screaming and we're shaking But I guess boys will be boys And I've always found it funny How all their looks and all their money Make up for what they destroy And even if they tried I don't think they could cry Because they never show remorse "Oh but his career?" Well we're living in fear So I don't give a fuck anymore One, two, three, four These men aren't part of your fun little dream They're sick in the head And they'll make you scream He's not your cutesy crush He's a sicko He's not a bad boy he's a murderer Stop treating him like a potential lover You know he's dangerous American sicko These monsters live among us Make me sick with their smugness Laughing like it's a joke Even if they're free for now If karma will allow I know someday they will choke They say forgive and forget But these men are still in debt To the people that they hurt So grab your pitchfork This is our last resort We're getting our revenge tonight One, two, three, four These men aren't part of your fun little dream They're sick in the head and they'll make you scream He's not your cutesy crush He's a sicko He's not a bad boy he's a murderer Stop treating him like a potential lover You know he's dangerous American sicko These men aren't part of your fun little dream They're sick in the head and they'll make you scream He's not your cutesy crush He's a sicko He's not a bad boy he's a murderer Stop treating him like a potential lover You know he's dangerous American sicko