Locked Down

Kick it Mr. Summers 

I've been locked down 

I've been locked up 

I've been shut down 

So just shut it up 



I've been laughed at 

I've been spit at 

I've been held back 

So what are you looking at 



I've been kicked down 

I've been pissed on 

I've been shat on 

Gonna shut you down 



Such a low-down zero 

I'm just a denim boy 

Just a neo-nero 

Just satan's little toy 

You never kissed an angel 

You never touched a snake 

You never held the magic 

You ain't got what it takes 



Saw your bitch the other day 

With her moustache and her book 

She called me a fake and a teller of lies 

But I could tell she's never been satisfied 



I saw you slumming 

I heard you strumming 

I see you running, run run away 



Such a low-down zero 

I'm just a denim boy 

Just a neo-nero 

Just satan's little toy 

You never kissed an angel 

You never touched a snake 

You never held the magic 

You ain't got what it takes 



Perhaps it's a mistery 

Perhaps it's a riddle 

Let me spell it out: 

When everybody hates you 

When everybody hates you 

When everybody hates you 

You've got nothing to lose