They're nice, they would never mock Yet, I give them a judging eye... Arch-Vile will come and get you out Of our circle jerk They’re kind, they’d never mock, yet I give them a judging eye Arch-Vile will come and get you out Of our circle jerk... I don't need your «peace out» I don't need your whine I don't need a Queen Bee Hovering the drones I don't need your «peace out!» I don't even whine I don't want the Queen Bee Hovering the drones