Know-it-all, step aside and keep this to yourself You´re conceited to the bone Self-important Self-indulgent You´ve been overestimated A jester on a makeshift throne
The laughter dies, you owe us a punchline Cause we´re way beyond the joke You´re past your prime, you shouldn´t cross that line Here´s your consolation prize
Cut it out, skip the details, we don´t wanna know We´re not gonna play along Stop the preaching Stop the wailing Won´t you stop the patronizing? You´re dead last in a race of one
The laughter dies, you owe us a punchline Cause we´re way beyond the joke You´re past your prime, you shouldn´t cross that line And we´ll cut you down to size
You owe us a punchline