Nothing Man

Lyrics
The nothing man The nothing man The nothing man Lives off the greed (despite of his) And grinds the inquiring hand Into (shhh) fingers The nothing man Is packed (inspected) Is educated and processed He is hygienic and sterile And he watches (at the ancient story) And the knowledge of former days (of the inappropriate celebration) The nothing man screws but he does not love And picks up tools [?] And wishes it were the SS man With his whip On the cover of the magazine Part two The nothing man points Laughs And stares And sniggers And greeds More (and more) And more (two, three, four...) And more (two, three, four...) And more (two, three, four...) And more (two, three, four...) And more (two, three, four...) (At himself) He is the nothing man The nothing man, the nothing man He is the nothing man Who lives on you and me Three again! (part four) part four again The nothing man Hates freaks Hates creeps Hates gooks Hates queers Hates niggers Hates kikes Hates slobs Hates commie rats Hates (x23)
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Credits
- Writers
- Mick Farren
- Henry J. Moore