I am the idiot
I was considerate
I thought things were different
But the dumb and degenerate
Can be so belligerent
Aggressive illiterates
And this social barbiturate
Is cold and deliberate
A marketed cigarette
If you dare to be different
Good faith considerate
Then you are the idiot

I don't mean to be cagey about this, so I won't be
You gave up on your backbone so quickly it scares me
Cravenly praying you won't be the next victim
Wiping the blood of your friends on your lintels
Banish me and sentence me to drink the hemlock
But I will not bow down, I will not tug on my forelock
Before this new set of values, this obvious scam
I'll be keeping a hold of myself non serviam
Non serviam

Is this what you wanted?
Endlessly haunted
All history distorted?
You think that you hate me?
You fucking Johnny come lately
I'm the champion athlete

I'm making a list and I'm checking it twice
And come next Christmas I don't plan to be nice
Whether you are an atheist, or if you believe
You'll be judged on your cowardice, and I will not forgive
God asked Lucifer: What's the plan?
He said: I know who I am, man, non serviam
But moving forward, let's keep things simple
Here are my principles

Help the ones in need
Do your best to leave the others be
Doubt yourself and keep your mind open
Navigate the progress and the scams
Non serviam
Non serviam
Non serviam