They call themselves sophisticated,
score that special hit,
drive a brand new 'Beemer'
and annoy us with their wit.
E-mails, cell phones, always selling,
always out to merchandise,
little do they know that
we can see through their disguise.
Sophistication isn't clever,
craving money, kissin' ass,
climbing up the corporate ladder
no, I think I'll take a pass,
for there's another kind of loving,
playing frisbee...
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