Bigheaded Bastards — текст песни (Agathocles)

Who the hell you think you are?
Considering yourself a star,
But you`re nothing more than a pile of shit,
And between true friends you don`t fit,
Sure you can play nice,
But please do think twice,
`cause what about your attitude,
which has changed into a rock star mood
Smash all kind of masters,
Even bigheaded bastards,
Selling tons of records,
Doesn`t make you a God,
You`re just like the rest,
Only missing the intelligent part,
Smash all kind of masters,
Even bigheaded bastards,
But we are AGATHOCLES,
We say "bollocks" to what the media says,
We`re not a part of your show-bizz-ball,
We prefer to stay honest and small.