Psycho's, freaks, beggars and thieves
 The circus comes to town
 Ugly sick and unclean; Pretending
 That it is your own
 Silently withering from disease
 In arrogance
 I watch you struggle on your knees

 So, go back to the cardboard city
 To the gutter and to your self-pity
 Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
 I won't enrich a contaminated swine

 I'm never going to pity
 You, begging in the streets
 Living life in dream mirage disorder
 To fulfil your needs
 Desperately holding on to a vanity
 A distorted sanity

 "Hope has always been a drug for the lost
 But the shattered remmants of life kill
 As you wake up, the harsh truth contaminates
 you and destroys your vision of a better world"

 So, go back to the cardboard city
 To the gutter and to your self-pity
 Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
 I won't enrich a contaminated swine

 I am still to solve the riddle
 That shows itself all around
 Disclosure of the fragile human nature
 Failure's to be found
 Stern and proud you bear your cross
 Condemned to forever feeling loss

 So, go back to the cardboard city
 To the gutter and to your self-pity
 Your destroyed life and malfunctioning mind
 I won't enrich a contaminated swine