Woorden: Green Day. Chump.

I don't know you But I think I HATE you You're the reason for my misery Strange how you've become my biggest enemy And I've never even seen your face Maybe it's just jealousy Mixing up with a VIOLENT mind A circumstance that doesn't make much SENSE Or maybe I'm just DUMB You're the cloud hanging out over my head Hail comes crashing down welting my face MAGIC MAN, EGOCENTRIC PLASTIC MAN Yet you still got one over on me.