Stuntman

Step up to the mirror, tell me what it is you see

Really must be hard being you

4 lies you tell, you'll go to hell & I can't even wish you well

Soon you'll play yourself and you'll be through

People like you want people like me

To forget about my integrity

Try to pull a scam the best you can

Don't like traitors, don't like punks

Don't like lyin' thieving chumps

Turned out you were just another stuntman!

Used to be a time when I considered you a friend

Faith in you you know I'd never lack

When I found out what you were all about

And in my mind there is no doubt

My good friend has stabbed me in the back!

Record companies mother fuckers!

Pullin' stunts like chicken pluckers

Tell me what the flavor is today

Hardcore, grindcore, guitar, pop

Won't play metal, you'll get dropped

Then we'll have to send you on your way!

But we'll be back!