Do you ever think aboutWhat a lovely place the world would beWithout all the peopleThat make life so unpleasant?All the small, petty peopleAll the ugly, annoying peopleIt's hard not to think about itI like to think aboutWhat could beDone to these peopleSomething cruelSomething meanSomething justBut the meaner the betterGoodness knows they deserve itHave you ever dreamed ofKilling all the stupid people?Not just the unintelligent peopleBut the sort that don't know anything about anythingBut seem to have opinions about everythingThey're only too ready to offer their advice aboutHow to run your lifeAnd yet look at how they run their own livesFor the most part they've accomplished nothingThey've contributed nothingTheir lives are miserableBut they talk, talk, talk…At the very least their tongues should be cut outAt the very leastDo you ever wannaKill all the people who tell lies?Some certainly deserve itNot necessarily the big liarsOr even those who teach lies as truthI'm talking about peopleWho say one thing and do anotherOr who tell you they sent something express mailWhen you know they haven'tDid you ever want toKill all the slow people in the world?The people who are in front of youWhen they should be behind youA crime that the swift should be help back by the slowAnd it's criminal that nothing is going to rectify itAnd what about all the really ugly people?Add them to the list as wellSome people try not to think about life's uglinessI've thought about itI've thought about it quite a lotSomething should be done to these peopleSomething to make them sufferThe way they've made us sufferI say, bring back the Circus MaximusFor startersUnless these weeds are dealt withThey’ll poison everythingThey are poisoning everythingWe need a gardenerA brutal gardenerA thorough, thoughtful gardenerAn iron gardenerWhatever happened to Vlad the Impaler?Where's Genghis Kahn when you need him?Or Roi d'Ys?Ayatollah Khomeini?Adolf Hitler?Benito Mussolini?Nero?Diocletian?Kitchener?Come back!Come back! -Boyd Rice