Band Geek Mafia

Voodoo Glow Skulls

the band with glasses and hard looks

has got you down in their black book

computerized, the crust elite

don't need the smell of mission street



have your cake and eat it too

with fellow scum that worship you

when you choke on our black smoke

no one will be there for your rescue



your fake representation

shows right through your rotting skin

the only ones you're fooling

are the imbeciles ones you're fooling

are the imbeciles who think like you



you probe us with your jealousy

your anger gives us the defeat

we'll keep walking separate ways

until someday, again we meet



the band geek mafia all unite

as we watch you fade away

and on your gravestone we