Little Englander

Little Englander, Little Englander
As you pickle through your tirade
Little Englander, Little Englander
Your Hieronymus Bosch-like soul

Or are you showing us yourself?
Let me smash the plastic face of my country

You prattle on to the point of a laugh
Are you sure he's showing off?
Little Englander, Little Englander
You sure give them hell
In your search to be a star
Little Englander, Little Englander

When you hit that city road
Betrays who you really are
Judge me go on, it amuses me
Little Englander, Little Englander
You became the prick you are

Let me smash the plastic face of my country
Little Englander, Little Englander
Little Englander, Little Englander