As if we needed more proof of what the late George Carlin said, “It’s a big club, and you ain’t in it.”
Pay me I’ll be your surgeon, I’d like to pick your brains
Capture you, Inject you, leave you kneeling in the rain
I choose to steal what you chose to show
And you know I will not apologize
Your mine for the taking
I’m making a career of evil
B.O.C.