Sick Of It All

You set the standard for everyone
the standard to avoid
and yet you're hogging the spotlight again
and everyone is annoyed
your affectations are obvious
the trends so easily seen
another martyr is nailed to the swatch
the fantasy is obscene
You're a prop, you're a prop
you're a fuckin' laughingstock
You're a prop, you're a prop
this charade has got to stop
Got to stop, got to stop, got to stop
So go out and let them know
who's the big man of the show
who's the piss-ant livin' large
who's the no-one takin' charge
will you be seen in the scene
does your rep still come up squeaky clean