Primus — The Heckler

[Verse 1] Through the door, it slithers in, accompanied by its peers Always groveling for attention while no one ever hears In its mind, it's full of wit and quite the social king Plants itself among the rest to give the deadly sting [Chorus] It's just a matter of opinion It's just a matter of opinion It's just a matter of opinion [Verse 2] Further now there's a man of taste, of talent and precision To work and strive at his art form has been his life's decision The stage is set, the perfect show is put before the mass Only to be ridiculed by some slimy, pompous-- [Chorus] It's just a matter of opinion It's just a matter of opinion Yeah [Outro] It's just a matter of opinion