The Heckler
Les Claypool / Primus / Tim Herb Alexander
Through the door it slithers in
Accompanied by its peers
Always groveling for attention
While no one really gives
In its mind it's full of wit
And quite the social king
It plants itself among the rest
Who give it deadly state
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion
Further now theres a man of taste
Of talent and precision
To work and strive his years are fogged
Has been his life's compensation
The stage is set
The perfect show is put before the mass
Only to be ridiculed
By some slimy, pompous snake
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion
It's just a matter of opinion