Too many geeks, too many miles. too many stagedives into the pile. too many beers, too many cops. too many rednecks at the truckstop. they hate our guts, don't like our kind. but we turned the tables on some real swine. chorus: can't kill us, already dead. too much shit, that's in our heads. don't give a fuck what they said cauze we're all, already dead. got no style, no grand finale. just hearing loss and an old rand mcnally. too many scams, too many creeps. lotsa fastfood, nowhere to sleep. they say we're wrong, gonna burn in hell. here's a noseload, choke on it pal.

Hey cut it, slash it, rip it apart. dump deadly crap, that's just the start. damn the rivers, damn the valleys, damn the burnin' rays. damn the bloody atmosphere, can't breath it anyway. chorus: death machine - now i'm dyin. death machine - don't give a damn. death machine - on the frontline. death machine - got no retreat. a billion dollar profit, a bigger debt. with third world rape, that's what you get. they cut it down an' loot it, for what they want. if money's not enought, then it's genocide. (chorus) as i walk through the valley of death and i see what, what is left. it rips me, rips me apart. death machine tears out my heart.

Hey hey, get out of my way just got back from the u.s.a. take a look at the t.v. screen see the visions of the western dream. a war fought with compassion a calculated reaction. chorus: stay tuned and see what's seen. lotta stuff, can't get enough. lots threats an' heroes too. more fun than donahue and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go “it's bombs away.” it's good to know we're fighting clean against an enemy, ruthless and mean. we only hit him where he carries his gun. they carpet bombed everyone. chorus: stay tuned and see what's seen. lotta stuff, can't get enough. lots threats an' heroes too. more fun than the price is right and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go, falling out of the sky. see the fireworks, as the planes go by. skill and speed and computer brain. but there ain't no mikes on the screams of pain.

There's something gone. nothing left, no faith. my head is dazed, twisted and confused. everything seems crazed. sun & rain, wind & time. have taken back their peace. i stand alongside the enemy. for me there's no release. chorus: taken from the infirmary and make 'em just like you and me. stripmine my human soul. and leave a lifeless entity. life living dead we fill the streets. staring vacantly. sex, death and t.v. ads. disconnected from reality. circuits in my head. programmed and replaced. stimulate my new world joy. watch me stuff my face and what it's worth, to save this world. less and less it seems indeed. just tell me i'll pay any price as long as you don't involve me. (chorus) staring vacantly, sex, death, and t.v. ads. believing that they're free, sex, death, and t.v. ads. mindless entity, sex, death, and t.v. ads staring vacantly.

I went to a club, the bandd was fast but the liquor was quicker, they took all my cash. the bouncers threw me out, like a bowl of goulash. chorus: they said i played the fool last night. got a talent for trouble i should copyright. i put myself in the spotlight. yeah, i played the fool. well i don't usually lose my cool. but this geek was actin' like a real tool. so i drove his car into a swimmin' pool. (chorus) i am what i am, an' that's all i am. an' you know sometimes i just don't give a damn. the cops took me off to jail. i though i could land some kind of bail but the judge took one look an' said no sale. (chorus) some people say i'm kinda rude just depends on what you call crude. i guess i'm just one loud-mouthed dude. (chorus) i am waht i am, that's all i am. an you'll go my way, if ya got some kinda jam. i played the fool last night, i got no case of stage fright. i was drinkin' whiskey on a summer's night. yeah, i played the fool last night. drivin' through the red light i played the fool last night. thought i was in a prizefight. i played the fool last night. thought i was in a prizefight. i played the fool last night. i guess i was a little bit tight. i played the fool last night.

I listen to you talk an' you're talkin' some shit. you say shit happens, i guess you're it. you got a big mouth, that you ought to shut. you think i'm listening, blow that out your butt. chorus: you're so heavy - so heavy, way too heavy. too fuckin' heavy - too heavy. fuckin' heavy duty. but you don't mean nothin' - fuck all. you don't mean shit. but you think you're heavy duty - fuckin' heavy. fuckin' heavy duty. you say you really give 'er, you talk about your dick. there's one in every crowd, i'm gonna ralph, quick. chorus: you're so heavy - so heavy, way too heavy. too fuckin' heavy - fuck you. fuckin' heavy duty. but you don't mean nothin' - shit for brains. you don't mean shit. but you think you're heavy duty - eat shit. fuckin' heavy duty. you go for all the marbles, when the shit hits the fan. ya better start lookin' for the ass wipe man. cause ya got a big mouth, that you ought to shut. you think i'm listening, blow that out your butt. chorus: you're so heavy - ya bonehead. way too heavy. too fuckin' heavy - ya dickwad. fuckin' heavy duty. but you don't mean nothin' - fuckin' fool. you don't mean shit. but you think you're heavy duty - yeah right. fuckin' heavy duty.

You can't see it, but it's a mess. killing the ozone, put our planet to death. making profits, out of thin air. you can't hide anywhere. cause there's a hole in the sky. the ozone's ripped and you can't hide. burning death and corporate greed. cause there's a hole in the sky. take a walk outside, see a blue sky. watch your step, might be suicide. it's pretty obvious, you think they'd learn. but when money comes first, we're all gonna fry. burn, yeah you're gonna burn. yeah you're gonna burn.

It's the same old crap, got no excuse. she gets beat, she gets abused. you think she's something, for you to use. you think that's right, your buddy thinks so too. chorus: hey man, there ain't no excuse. your hatred's deadly, stop your abuse. hey sister, try to stand up strong. the same ol' crap been goin' on too long. t.v. & magazines ingrain your condition. subserfvent ads reinforce a sad tradition. you beat her at home, you harass her at work. you think might is right, you macho jerk. she's second class in every land. she's told at school, you're not as good as a man. how long can this go on, you know it's wrong. it's been a man's world for far too long.

The weather gets worse, by the day. a storm that's building, comin' your way. better watch out, what you might get. better watch out, you're gonna regret. but whatcha gonna do, with someone new. who ya playin' with, who ya tryin' to fool. better watch out, what you might get. better watch out, you're gonna regret. chorus: use your raincoat you might catch your death. use your rubbers or give it a rest. ain't no secret, ain't no magic. keep your head, it might be tragic. better watch out, what you might get. better watch out, hedge your bets.

Well it's a system of greed. where priorities are askew. it seems the people who do real work have holes in their shoes. complete a touchdown pass and you'll get all the press. the distribution of wealth is a joke and the joke is on you. chorus: legalized theft - it's like a money printing press. legalized theft - let the wrong rule the rest. to make your mark, you've got to cut your costs. and if you look away now, your spinoffs could get lost. create a toxic brew and new products too. filters, sunscreens and hordes of medicine too. chorus: legalized theft - it's like a money printing press. legalized theft - so the wrong can rule the rest. but the biggest crooks of all sit elected on top. makin' laws to help their friends while they pay off the cops. then they tell all the natives they got no rights here. now they're fucking with the goddamn working man's beer. chorus: legalized theft - it's like a money printing press. legalized theft - and for us there ain't much left. legalized theft - you better take the crumbs that's left. legalized theft - so the wrong can rule the rest.

Innocence, that magic day. you've told yourself, you've changed your ways. you've joined society an end to your debauchery. who knew what's to come. pleasure leads to pain. there's a new one in your life. now the rules change. chorus: cold sweat, runny eyes. short of breath, barely alive. drag yourself to the very brink. sleep deprived, still can't think. and now it's clear just what you've scored. many years in hell is your reward. and your house, a prison wing. and you're the warden for that evil thing. to make your escape there's nothing you won't pay. what was once an arduous task seems more like a holiday. (chorus) in no time at all look how much you've aged. now you look at the outside world fading in the haze. (chorus) cold sweat, runny eyes. short of breath, barely alive. day & night, melt in time. torture's face is a baby's cry. baby's cry, baby's cry.

You see them on stage like a bunch of creeps. they're grindin' out some crap like steamin' heaps. they got their make-up kits on their hairspray tour. prefab rehash the band de jour. chorus: what you see is what you get. beatin' rock'n'roll, beatin' it to death. they wiggle their butts and shake their poodle doos. beatin' rock'n'roll, beatin' it to death. grab your jeans rip the right spot. move to l.a. an' grab your crotch. put your hands in the air, cause you know it's the most. stuff in your earplugs in and stick your fingers down your throat. (chorus) they say they gave their lives to rock'n'roll but i'm gonna have to dump 'em into a 6 foot hole.

No time for the present no development and no design. prefabrications, the election rhyme and reason seek a place in time. chorus: it's a time, time of illusion. many million minds in a state of confusion. a disposable future looms in the dust of history. it's a time, time of illusion. no plan for tomorrow, the taxman's coming today. i ain't got time for now sorrow, can't even take it with me to my grave. (chorus) a dying man at his end, with a liver disease takes a part from a chimpanzee. now he's walkin' through the concrete trees. (chorus)

A cold wind, a breath in time. an emptiness in the grand design. somewhere along the path we lost our way. more money spent than we've ever dreamed. more people lost in a silent scream. throwing back their pain, the world's insane. chorus: and they're gone, yeah they're gone. and they're sentenced to the phantom zone. inside a room, a money machine makes cheques and numbers printed on a screen. each life a code, an endless file. a list of lives that don't fit in. looking for a reason, there's no plan. the doors are locked and there ain't no key. chorus: and they're gone, yeah they're gone. like forgotten words to a nameless song. it's time we realized, that we are not to blame. upon this world, all the people are the same. so don't just disappear, to shrivel up and die. even a giant can be stricken by a fly. chorus: but they're gone, yeah they're gone. like forgotten words to a nameless song. yeah they're gone, yeah they're gone. exiled to the phantom zone. yeah they're gone, yeah they're gone. exiled to the phantom zone.

They got no brains an' they got no eyes they swallowed the lies got hatred in their minds. they try to look for what they don't understand. chorus: blind men can't see got their heads up their butts blind men don't know they're like a bunch of sheep blind men got no eyes blind men all around. they yell from their cars they hunt who they hate put the boots to them they outnumber then they break. they keep on spreading more fucked up kids strength in their numbers but not in their heads

Profits are high and life is cheap you're into the shit and it's knee deep maybe you remember who you sold it to now they're dead, all thanks to you. chorus: you fucked up — how many, you fucked up — what else is new i hope that it gets to ya soon you fucked up — that's bad shit you fucked up — yeah you boned 'em it'll kill ya later. double the guns and double the fun do ya feel lucky punk! don't worry 'cause guns don't kill maybe they won't, but people will (chorus) the end is near, better call your mom call your pals, they're fucking scum they'll peddle some butt, anything will do pick them up from your daughter's school (chorus)

The home viewers just don't care they're getting tired of the regular fare they want something new and it isn't there so here it comes, the big idea the public trustworthy panacea completely different from the other shows with a message as plain as the blood on his nose everything, everything's in order real life cops and parameds saving lives and busingheads brought to you safe in your beds today's suspect could be nearby call us up if you see the guy operators are standing by hey kids! come and see look upon the face of the enemy what do you care if we beat or kill him he's not a person, he's a cartoon villain everythin, everthing's in order real live thugs for you to blame turn one in and share the fame a primt-time hero with your name and don't it make you feel safe to watch them ply their trade to know you're not behind the whell of that smashed up car to have been there at the moment someone's life fell apart the advertisers and the network bosses are the future of due process appointed moral guardians to serve and protect the home audience

Prescription medication prostate examination glasses to correct your vision inhaler for your lung condition chorus: you're paying for your body now it's gonna fall apart on you anyhow. dental insurance plan tampons designed by a man live-in care and life-support how much life can you afford? (chorus) here's a body you didn't pick it may need maintenance, it may get sick over a barrel, priced out of proportion to pay to simply be everybody knows that life is free but living costs a fortune (chorus)

Everybody's worryin', and endless line of thoughts forget about one worry, then up another pops using up your precious time, suckin' out your life torturing your precious mind, a thought parade of strife how powerful is the mind in shaping things to come. the only way to tame the beast is to drink until you're numb we'd save a lot of money if we only could unwind we've thought ourselves into a world bent on suicide hemmorrhoids, ozone, hair loss, money, world war, dog shit, sex, pollution, b.o., worms!!! you're worryin' from dawn to dusk, don't deny it's true shove 'em to the back of your mind but they're still killing you every one that you acquire slowly eats away your soul and turns you from a person to a fleshed-out walking hole

Rednecks, truckstop highway patrol, hog-slop, mud-flaps, garth brooks, c/b/ radio and map boks so you walk right in like a nightmare nose rings and purple hair dumb cowboys need a thrill they'd like to make you road kill chorus: you don't know who might pull their gun at the truckadero, it's american fun come on and chow the slop just watch your back at the greasy truck-stop. praise the lord! got a gun rack, a rebel flag, and a cold six pack! bible belt good ol' boys don't like our punk rock noise local sheriff don't give bail kick your ass in the county jail too much crap! too much hate! just can't wait for the interstate (chorus)

Get away, get away from you get away, sick of all your lies chorus: get to get away from, got to get away from you got to get away from, got to get away from your bullshit wellfare moms you think that's too much, newt gingrich? you're just too much (chorus) televangelism and the penal colonies three strikes you're out do they mean me? (chorus) so i get drunk and have sex on the phone and pay more attention to other's lives than i do to my own (chorus)

Hear the plans of our best minds this is what they warn the only way to avert the worst is everyone use more more things to make life complete consume more and more i don't know how people in the past had anything to live for everything is more creature comforts from the black lagoon more automated assembly lines they do more and more they put thousands out of work but hey what's progress for? more loot for the privileged few more people on the scam more laws clogging up the courts throwing more people in the can everything is more you want a job? become a screw! more more people in the twighlight zone more more tits, more ass, more cops, more traps, more and more and more and more and more more sports, more news, more information in and endless loop i've heard the same thing so many times i can'st stands no more! more cops in the donut shops more numbers more foreclosures more of your money in the big tanks' vaults more

Je declare — what you whatcha got je declare — fuckin' nothin'! je declare — what you, whatcha got canada customs — fuck that. interstate 5 tryin' to get away back to canada from the U.S.A. almost fuckin' there i drove a thousand miles i pull up to canada customs and i get a strange smile (chorus) open up the van, empty your pockets, get the drug dogs go through the wallets get the rubber gloves, these guys are scum obscene material? it's just our new album (chorus) hey that's not mine. i forgot about that i'm over the limit. some shit lickin' tax a five hour wait. i really don't mind a thousand dollar fine what else did they find?

Big guys of every size populate our shows salt stains under arms, sweat drips from their clothes double xl cotton shirts cling tight to their waists big guys everywhere dig d.o.a. tattoos reek of booze, rings in their tits tall thin lots of chins some with lots of zits foot rot, soggy socks, passed out by the wall big guys everywhere dig d.o.a. each gig's a den where you'll find the real mean some caked in grease some smell like gouda cheese rampage in front of the stage, it's a danger zone bodies flying everywhere, never dance alone feeling gine, did their time, now it's time to rock big guys everywhere dig d.o.a.

I know who you are i know what you did i know where you been and i know what you hid i watched where you went i watched where you put it i watched you slip away and then i watched her go limp chorus: but i don't know why was i really there yeah i don't know why anymore i knew where she worked i knew where she walked i knew the way home i knew that she was stalked i wanted to try to help i wanted to meet the cops i wanted to be on t.v. but something made me stop (chorus) was i really there what did i see i knew, i had to help but i couldn't help but i couldn't help but i couldn't help it (chorus)

This train is bound for glory, this train amen! this train is bound for glory, this train amen! this train don't carry no sinners, this train amen! this train don't carry no sinners, this train amen! burn in hell!

I'm gonna cut you right in half spill you guts and that's a laugh blood an' guts, blood an' guts then we'll piss in the cuts we're gonna cut you right in two make a haggis out of you cut you down real slow gag you screams with your own big toe

I'm gonna cut you right in half gonna chop chop chop til there's nothin' left you're not the first and you won't be the last diced or quartered flank or loin any way you slice it, it's right in your groin choppy chop chop on the green chain so ya better watch out chop chop chop dice and slice hack'n'slash oh yeah (chorus)

See the winds of change are coming better hold on to your hat promising to clear the air of some foul smelling crap maybe things won't be the same in times to come but it's clear that what goes on here is the closest thing to dumb that i've seen what you think is yours alone will soon be a memory and all the backs you've been living off will be ancient history just to escape with your life will be cheating fate 'cause when so many people rise your apologies will be too late acting like everything's fine when you know it's just a lie so i tell you now is the time it's all about to change think about your obese life i know that might be strange while you smugly accumilate with your precious self in mind the shit's about to hit the fan you're running out of time.

You call us weirdos, you call us crazy. you say we're evil, you say we're lazy. you say we're just the violent type. kinda dumb not too bright. chorus: we don't care what you say - fuck you! we don't care what you say - fuck you! you tell your friends that we're really sick. short hair fags on a commie trip. you should know cause your so cool. number one, nobody's fool (chorus) so come on man, ya better jump right in. this is one game that everybody's in. don't care where ya been, don't care how ya look. it's hell fire man, ya really gotta cook. (chorus) fuck you!

You got your money, you got your car. you got your bottle, at the bar. it doesn't mean that, you give a damn. rich bithc. rich bitch. the public loves you, you're gonna go ar. because you're throwin' a charity bazaar. it doesn't mean that you give a damn about me. why don't you screw it you're nothin' but a rich bitch. you expect me to spend my time loving you and pouring you wine. but you may as well just forget it, I'm not your slave. rich bitch. rich bitch. the public loves you, you're gonna go ar. cause your society, makes you what you are. it doesn't mean that your anything. why don't you screw it you're lying in the ditch, bitch.

Ya hey! that's right. apartment walls, halls are small government building site much too small, these tiny boxes won't let me out these tiny boxes are remote it's a screaming mess television city dream robot's eyes gleam in your future dream it's not fate or change it's the money in the bank burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks it's a screaming mess and i am the prisoner, prisoner, prisoner it's not fate or chance kick some body in the face burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks

Everyone thinks i'm the one to beat because i'm on the cover of tv week. took me three years to get where i am. but you write it off as an industry scam. hear the sound of falling bricks. hear the sound of crunching fists. here's our song, it sounds like this. hear the sound of money to bet. try it yourself, see what ya get. hear the sound of your sweet success. i'm calling on you to recognize me. turn on your channel and stare at me. i get my clothes from the fashion show. leave on the price tag, so you'll know. now you're making money to bet if you're lucky, get 5% told you it would happen, but nothin' it meant. it's you who this message is for. can't get out, cause they locked the door. isn't it fun to be a bore. everyone thinks i'm the one to beat because i'm on the cover of tv week. took me three years to get where i am but you write it off as an industry scam. hear the sound of falling bricks. hear the sound of crunching fists. here's our song, it sounds like this. hear the sound of money to bet. try it yourself, see what ya get. hear the sound of your sweet success.

Smash the state, the fascist rape. the pigs are waiting. you're not on your own, your not alone. we got the numbers but whatcha' gonna do with your head in a noose. oh shit! tanks are coming, and you are running troops in the street. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow. you can take that chance but whatcha' gonna do with your head in a noose. i don't know. smash the state, the fascist rape. smash the state, the fascist rape. smash the state, the fascist rape. smash the state, the fascist rape.

The neighbourhood bully is after me waving his finger like a pistol. flappin' his jaw like adolph hitler. slumlord - my overlord. slumlord - i got no choice. slumlord - your reality and your title fits your deed. it's all laid out like a prison block. each little peasant with their plot. slumlord, your title fits your deed. slumlord - my overlord. slumlord - i got no choice. slumlord - your reality and your title fits your deed.

New age, i don't believe you, you give nothing i can use. new age, i don't believe you but everybody wondering what to do. what do you want me to say. and what do you want me to do. everybody going out of their heads just runnin' around like a fool. new age, i don't believe you, you slice me up like a cutting tool. new age, don't let it deceive you, pull the plug, don't let it rule. you put me in a corner. while you're trying to keep order. you know there's only one way out. everybody's gonna scream and shout. new age, i don't believe you, i thought you were talkin' about something new. new age, i'm gonna destroy you, after what you put me through. i'm still gonna be alive when you're through this time. new age, i don't believe you, you slice me up like a cutting tool. new age, i don't believe you, i won't drown in your concrete pool. america is so proud, new streets and a brand new crowd. but it's just the same old garbage, hangin' around draggin' me down. new age, i don't believe you, i'm not a pawn that you can use. new age, don't let it deceive you, pull the plug, don't let it rule. it's a new age a new age a new age and one that you can't use.

I'm a fuckin' bum, can't you understand that man. i live on welfare, that's where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want. i'm a fuckin' creep, people don't pick up on that. they don't understand me, they don't know where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want. i'm a fuckin' bum, can't you understand that. i live just for me, that's where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want

Right! i'm sitting here with a sharpened blade. sitting here with a loaded gun. with my back to the sun. just waiting for you. waiting for you. waiting for you (1st verse) waiting for you.

Hey… whatcha gonna do. bout whatcha wanna do. whatcha gonna be. well if yer thinkin that yer nothing ya already are. yea ya already are. needs some takin' not just fakin'. it needs some takin' just quit yer talkin'. well yer sittin' thinkin' bout yer' sinkin'. round on down. ya' wanted everything. but ya' took nothing. so now you lie bout the way that ya' tried. whatcha' gonna do bout what you do. if you want. whatcha' really want it needs some takin' not just fakin' whatcha gonna' do bout what you do. gotta do somethiing… hey!

World war three… don't you bloody see. it doesn't bloody matter what you say you won't make it no bleedin' way you haven't got any choice you really haven't got any voice. preventative measures have been taken it'll really help against nuclear rapin' no streets, no people, left on the land. the policy ran out on our plan… (chorus) world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on the run world war, lotsa fun - white house is aimin' the gun world war, lotsa fun - people in panic on the run world war, lotsa fun - the kremlin's aimin' the gun we're pawns in the middle sitting ducks with no acquittal. they're going to make us fight protectin' oil is our right. unlock 'em now on the flight deck soviet bomber ya gotta net. it's breaking up the richter scale bombs away, they're gonna sail. no human lives stand in the way 'cause we're on our way to a new clear day… i don't really wanna die - world war three. with a-bombs dropping from the sky - world war three. don't give me your reasons why - world war three. i just know i don't wanna die - world war three. give 'em any chance, they're gonna take it. give 'em any rules, they're gonna break 'em. it just ain't no riddle i just know it ain't gonna be little. we haven't got a clue on what we're gonna do. so we're pawns in the middle sitting ducks with no acquittal!!! end up dead… world war - i don't want it! world war - i don't need it! world war - not gonna take it!!!

You just can't mold me i'll be what i wanna be and i'll see what i wanna see even if 2+2 to you means 3 you can't hold me 1st verse you know my name you got my number i'm just a somethin' you wanna put under when i'm a walkin' down the empty street you put up a barrier that i have to meet 2nd verse you send me a message you want me to stop the things i'm takin' from what you got your talk-talk-a-talkin' bout what i do but ya better stop pushin' or it'll be all over for you

You peer through the darkness, billy clubs aimed. they smash ya once or twice till ya don't look the same. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock. to keep you on the line. and now your losin' the pieces of your mind. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. the newsmen are lying. drawing line like black & white. makin' you believe it's your brother you gotta fight. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy.

Your fucked up ronnie. your not gonna last. your gonna die too from a neutron blast. your fucked up ronnie. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, leave me alone. i don't want your help anyway. when you march us off to war will you be there to save the day. your fucked up ronnie.

I don't really care, what they say i don't really care, what they do i just know i'm sick of this crowd and of you the cops they took me and beat me blue it wasn't what i was or what i do it was just being alive on my own side i took a chance on the other side got off this downhill slide stopped wastin' my time why don't you? had a dream saw a scheme saw a man hang on a beam next thing was, i woke up screaming! i wasn't dreaming. it wasn't what i was or what i do it wasn't anything to do with you it was just, just, being alive. took a chance on the other side got off this downhill slide stopped wastin' my time. why don't you?

Violence in the street, it's alright with me. it just depends who its against. i'm not against you, i'm not against me. i'm only against the enemy. i'm not against you, i'm not against me. i only want, reality i can't help what i'm sayin' i'm caught in your frustration. no time to think ahead no time to get ready. gotta, gotta, gotta got no time. not time, no time, no time for you.

I don't wanna hold you i don't wanna know you or even see you but if i want to i will take you she's only thirteen but that's just tight for me i'm one big zero don't you get too near-o i'm one big zero i don't wanna have you in da town or even have you fucking around i don't wanna wanna see your face it's a bloody disgrace but if i want to i will take you she's only thirteen, but that's just tight for me

Where you at you're makin' me weak. a knife in my back but i'm beginning to think your new waves' shit. your new wave's shit and i'm gonna get sick all over… you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. you sound so stale you stupid wimps and i'm beggin' to think ya fuckin' stink. you new waves' shit. your new waves' shit. and i'm gonna get sick all over… you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. ya fuckin' jerks.

Sunken eyes and rabid head. fuck you baby, you think i'm dead. look in the mirror and what do you see. you don't like it but it's me. your d.o.a. you should have got out while you could. before the rot set in for good. your locked in, you gone too far. there's no escape from what you are. your d.o.a.

We're down at the station royal police they're bloody fools royal police with their stupid rules royal police kick'em out royal police beat'em about i don't know why i say it today, if i don't, billy club haze royal police they're disgusting royal police but they're only pawns royal police trained to keep royal police the public in line. pigs. i know why i say it today. if i don't, billy club haze. royal police new storm troopers royal police so shut your mouth royal police cause the money behind 'em royal police don't want a riot royal police with their stupid rules royal police kick'em out royal police beat'em about royal police royal reserve royal police royal reserve royal police royal reserve royal police and the royal reserve

I was walkin', walkin' around. walkin' around, around downtown. i saw some people stompin' around sayin' disco sucks, like shit. i saw some people stompin' around sayin' disco sucks, like shit. lots of plastic people building a plastic steeple. lots of plastic people building a plastic steeple. disco sucks, disco sucks, disco sucks like shit. disco sucks, disco sucks, disco sucks like shit. disco sucks, disco sucks, disco sucks like shit. disco sucks, disco sucks, disco sucks like shit.

You're at the cattle trough electric prod up you ass but you seem to enjoy it swastikas are in your brain don't you see it don't you see it don't you see it this is a nazi training camp i'm talking about the greedy sluts i'm talking about the nifty pricks it's your world i'm yellin' about swastikas are in your brain. i'm tellin' you, i'm tellin' you, i'm tellin' you, this is a nazi training camp

Apartment walls, halls are small government building site much too small, these tiny boxes won't let me out these tiny boxes are remote it's a screaming mess television city dream robot's eyes gleam in your future dream it's not fate or change it's the money in the bank burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks it's a screaming mess and i am the prisoner, prisoner, prisoner it's not fate or chance kick some body in the face burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks

You're fucked up baby. your eyes are like glass. your mind's like a beer bottle filled with butts. chorus: you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. i don't want your help anyway. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. your face is much too clear anyways. (chorus)

Middle class television family daughter. better watch, watch your father. it's time, time for his dinner. an' your the blue ribbon winner. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. he asks you mom, an' she says no. he asks your brother, for a blow. he sees the dog, an' lets out a moan. he sees you, an' he starts to groan. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter.

Kenny, kenny blister man who ran away

Shut it down! we're tired yeah, tired of workin' yeah, workin' for nothin' we all want, what we got comin' all we need is a break. come on, take a break. everything is not all right and there's no end in sight you can call it, watcha like. come on stand up for your rights stand up, stand and unite it's time for a general strike. we been out breakin' our backs been out workin' gettin' no slack all week long, payin' those bills. that's just the people, that still got a job what about the rest of us on the soupline. stand up, stand and unite it's time for a general strike. stand up, stand and unite it's time!!!

Race riot, don't buy it kkk we're gonna fry it. race riot, don't buy it. we don't want that crap. no no no. pigs in street with their clubs they won't listen now they're gonna have to die. race riot, don't buy it we don't want that crap. no no no.

2 months, behind the rent and i'm feeling like i'm somewhat bent well it could be, that not too long from now i could spend winter in a tent. chorus: a season in hell. well, most things get tougher everyday but i know, it's got to be that way. 'cause cattle have blockers on their heads and quartz dogs fire in their eyes. (chorus) sitting home in an empty room air seems thick as an ancient tomb little ears seem to grow from ceilings and walls. need no keeper to know the score grisly faces peer through your door. could it be time to cast these demons aside. (chorus) i'm on a teetering ledge peering down at the ground with a hurricane wind beating me down oh no, no, no, no, no

All the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down

You're fucked up ronnie you're not gonna last you're gonna die too from a neutron blast chorus: you're fucked up ronnie you're fucked up ronnie you're fucked up ronnie you're fucked up ronnie. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, leave me alone i don't want your help anyway when they march us off to war will you be there to save the day (chorus)

You peer through the darkness, billy clubs aimed. they smash you once or twice til ya don't look the same. chorus: you got to know who your enemy is - the enemy you got to know who your enemy is - the enemy you got to know who your enemy is - the enemy you got to know who your enemy is - the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock to keep you on the line. and now you're losin' the pieces of your mind. (chorus) the newsmen are lyin' drawing lines like black and white. making ya believe it's your brother you gotta fight. (chorus)

My old man's a bum livin' on skid row. drinkin his bay rum. he don't give a shit about you. vanilla extract, bay rum. 1, 2 fuck you

I was walkin', walkin' around walkin' around, around downtown i saw some people stompin' around sayin' new wave sucks, like shit i saw some people stompin' around sayin' new wave sucks, like shit lots of plastic people building a plastic steeple lots of plastic people building a plastic steeple new wave sucks new wave sucks new wave sucks, new wave sucks, new wave sucks like shit new wave sucks, new wave sucks, new wave sucks like shit new wave sucks, new wave sucks, new wave sucks like shit

Is that all you want, is that all you need. lyin' back an' takin' it from those who made you bleed. now the pressure's on, it's gonna make you bend. what you believe things you must defend. you must be tired of hangin' around, lettin' yourself be held down. come on, get up get up and shout, time to wake up. it's our world, it's all we need break out of a bad dream. it's our world, it's all we need. not just a cry from the wilderness. let's rip away all the emptiness. by holding out taking command, you'll get it yet the future at hand.

I'm quite insane and out to wreck your weekend. i laugh at you for no real reason. i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan. i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan. i'll smash and crash wildly about. i don't care, i got nothin' to lose. scratch the surface, looking for the sun. still my nightmare's running on so long. no bars can bind me, no - not make believe. i've left your world behind me it's not what i wanna be. i gotta, i gotta, i gotta be free.

Race riot, don't buy it, kkk don't even try it. race riot, don't buy it we don't want that crap. no-no-no. pigs an' sticks on the street, they won't listen so they gotta go.

Here's a dance, a brand new beat. this is the one where the helpless meet. here's a dance, a brand new beat. this is the one where the hypocrites meet. dance, dance, dance o' death. situation mass frustration. temptation, damnation, revelation, corporation, donation, salvation. dance, dance, dance o' death. woah, save me now. huh, huh, dance o' death. thank you lord. dance, dance, dance o' death. i am saved. huh, huh, dance o' death. ah, let the spirit move me.

Shut it down! we're tired, yeah, tired of workin'. yeah, workin' for nothin'. we all want, what we got comin'. all we need is a break, come on take a break. everything is not all right and there's no end in sight. you can call it, whatcha like. come on, stand up for your rights. stand up, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. we been out, breakin' our backs. been out workin' gettin' no slack. all week long, payin' those bills. that's just the people, that still got a job. what about the rest of us, on the soupline. stand up, stand, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. stand up, stand and unite. it's time!!!

Wild men break into the house. drinking their beer and shouting abuse. they've got no time for screwing around. they want some action, so they shout. let's wreck the party. beer, more beer, is what they want. get out of the way, ya ain't got none. smashing the tables, breaking the chairs, oh my god! goin' crazy and goin' nuts drinkin' the whiskey and getting drunk. when it's over, it's gonna be tough, when it's over, it's gonna be rough. let's wreck the party.

Shout out - shout out. stand out - out from the crowd. you're back in school, that's no place to be. wanna rip up the streets, ya gotta be free. too much pressure hangin' over your head, all these rules, ya feelin' like you're dead. shout out, ya just wanna, wanna shout out. stand out, ya just gotta, gotta stand out. they know all the trouble is comin' from you. 'cause all the wild things you love to do. don't take your time, time will pass you by. time for action - now. don't you wonder why. get up now, an' onto your feet get up now an' feel the heat. feel the movement, in the street. get up now, 'cause there is no, no, no retreat. yea, there is no, no, no retreat.

The cops are kickin' in the door at 5. everyone was wasted out of their minds. wake up boy, let's see some i.d. guess it's deportation time for me. another murder in hollywood. why won't you tell use what the hassle's about. i'm half asleep, an' now i'm freakin' out. what's that you say, there's a murder down below. it happens every day in the land of snow. another murder in hollywood. in hollywood, there's murders everyday, macho men killing all the gays. street gangs fight until the end. ripoff dealers kill their friends. crazy cops, kill for kicks. psycho city has them in grips. life is cheap

Into the badlands, the white man came. killing out of fear, what they couldn't explain. disease unknown to this virgin land. laid to waste, with the gun in command. from the steel rails, and the blood of the kill. burning carcasses, with a gleam in their eye. the sheer sport, and the blood of the kill. burning carcasses, till they had their fill. the warrior ain't no more. the warrior lost his war, the white man came and left his pain. now the warrior ain't no more. the pain and the sorrow rose with the sun, ending their dreams with a whip and a gun. taken their rights and their dignity too. bound to be slaves, ready for abuse. to the reservations, by government sent. fill up the prisons, till they repent. now the land, that's all that's left will be taken back, with another theft.

The line was made from the left to the right, what was left in the middle was nowhere in sight. you've had your chances, you've had your time. don't waste the rest, get in line. nobody knows, nobody cares that the world's goin' nowhere. nobody knows, nobody cares, that we're all goin' nowhere. there's no way out. the part's for you, it'll fit in nicely, one size fits, all precisely. now you're a man, a man for all ages any size fits all cages.

Media, paints a picture for the people who need it. not somebody who's breathing but somebody who's different. it takes brains, looks or weirdoes. see them on the t.v. taking life in their own hands trying to live their own life not kissing someone's ass. marching in time to the modern sound what you imagine, keeps comin' down. day by day, week by week. where is the energy we all seek we've got the future in the palm of our hands. still we wait on somebody's command. but if you try to change the day, you'll just get locked away. they'll just put ya… under trial, it's a trial by media. trial by media. under trial, it's a trial by media. they locked the five away - an' threw away the key. an' now they world is safe - for them an' you and me. but everybody knows - it's really not that way. where are the lies comin' from anyway?

Shut it down! we're tired yeah, tired of workin' yeah, workin' for nothin' we all want, what we got comin' all we need is a break. come on, take a break. everything is not all right and there's no end in sight you can call it, watcha like. come on stand up for your rights stand up, stand and unite it's time for a general strike. we been out breakin' our backs been out workin' gettin' no slack all week long, payin' those bills. that's just the people, that still got a job what about the rest of us on the soupline. stand up, stand and unite it's time for a general strike. stand up, stand and unite it's time!!!

2 months, behind the rent and i'm feeling like i'm somewhat bent well it could be, that not too long from now i could spend winter in a tent. chorus: a season in hell. well, most things get tougher everyday but i know, it's got to be that way. 'cause cattle have blockers on their heads and quartz dogs fire in their eyes. (chorus) sitting home in an empty room air seems thick as an ancient tomb little ears seem to grow from ceilings and walls. need no keeper to know the score grisly faces peer through your door. could it be time to cast these demons aside. (chorus) i'm on a teetering ledge peering down at the ground with a hurricane wind beating me down oh no, no, no, no, no

All the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down

Time to make a stand time to have our say don't buckle under get in the way 'cause there's many ears to listen and many hands to help time to wake them up and give the liars hell chorus: when your face the storm you won't stand alone we'll all fight back with every stone not just for yourdelf we do it for all reach out for our help you won't stand alone they'll line you up to listen in front of tv and make you feel lucky 'cause you've something to eat and you'll pee in a jar just to keep your job unless you're downsized like another useless cog chorus: they climb the corporate ladder they take the kickback they'd sell out their memories they can go to hell chorus:

It's groundhog day come out of your hole it's groundhog day stick your head up you finally come out but you see your shadow you're afraid of the crowd so you run and hide chorus: you circle around you start to shiver i wonder why you came out at all chorus: give it chance step out your hole your lack of spine is keeping us cool chorus:

It's funnny how they suckered us to proudly wear their logos try going to any high school and check the company clothes the training starts very early take a look at mom and dad they don't even know how to run from it chorus: they run our lives from a demographic chart they steal our souls from the very start and my addiction tries to make me buy it all death to the multinationals 2000 died in bhopal, india from a chemical leak union carbide cut their losses and saved their necks when the tanker exxon, exxon valdez wreaked havoc way up north exxon shares still held their worth chorus: i've had enough a millionaire jock tries to sell me shoes i can't jump that high the banks are set to keep our money they keep most of it the drug companies live like a bunch of junkies off pensioners money and my tiny voice they can stomp real fast chorus:

I take a look now, i take a look back at how i was shut up, yeah, i followed the pack i learned that, i wasn't up to specs i was disappointing, i was circumspect chorus: mommy mommy you always thought i was useless daddy daddy i'll never be your extension mommy mommy i always got in the way daddy daddy i'll never live, live up to that i'm sorry i ain't no doctor or lawyer i'm sorry i ain't no big boss wanker i guess there was too much direction i guess there was too much correction chorus: ain't it funny, i love what you hate ain't it funny, you loathe what i know is great

What is god, well i don't know it what is faith, they try hard to sow it what are lies, i think i've heard them from the preachers cross, i think he burned them what is hate, is it a holy war you can get it anytime, they've got it stored what is dogma, just step in line so it can blind you by design chorus: if there's god why does he sit on his butt instead of saving the devoted he just spawns fanatical nuts torture and murder keep the world spinnin' 'round if there's god he's fallen down i look a little, god's work is disturbing i look a little more, i see his flock hurting i look a little harder, i see a child tortured by a devotee who's become a vulture i watch them bow to the devotion i watch them kill the dissention i watch them force their blindness, their blindness on you chorus:

Rush limbaugh, it's brainwash ollie north, he's full of crap gordon liddy, he's got advice he'll teach you how to pull the trigger n.r.a. got fire power do it yourself homemade bombs militia men, they're trained to kill their victims, got no choice chorus: come on, come on, and make the news with a gun and a bomb they'll hear hear your views the right to shoot your gun that's the american way buy a flak jacket and a radar scope today holy bible, got a hotline tune right in, for the word praise the lord and bomb all abortion clinics you gotta hate, liberal crap they got no right, they're a bunch of commies you gotta hate, that's the way just cut'em down, right now chorus:

World falls apart, falls apart there's a mean streak in the air it's a hearttlessness that's being taught you read and hear about it and the safety net that's being dropped there's an old man rotting in a wheelchair there's a single mom with two starving kids there's an abused girl who ran away and they havee all hit the skids our world falls apart in vancouver ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart you can sleep in a dumpster and eat from a garbage can they're used to be jobs now there's a food bank man i never met anybody who wanted nothin' i never met anybody who wanted to be a victim i never met anybody who wanted to be kicked but i sure know a lot of scapegoats our world falls apart in toronto ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart they call it justice it's a phony war that nobody wins you can't throw a bandaid at poverty's kin it's a phony war that nobody wins there's a bureaucart who's trying to save his ass there's a politician who wants to look tough there's a tv station that helps to spin the lies and dying people who got it too rough our world falls apart in montreal ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game in montreal we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart

We're gonna tell you what to do we're gonna tell you where to be we're gonna tell you who you should know we're gonna tell you where to go chorus: i won't do it - yes you will you can't make me - yes we can i won't do it - yes you will it's a brainwash brainwash, brainwash it's a brainwash we will make you believe we will make you crawl inside we will make you twist and vomit we will make you wish you were dead chorus: we have to run your life we have to take your soul we have to crush your spirit we have to have control i got no choice - no you don't i got no right - no you don't i got no choice - no you don't chorus:

All the goodness packed in a can it's a retrial harvest with a forever lifespan a modern miracle worthy of praise you could leave it outside for a couple more days let it crust over 'til a good rubbery skin adds texture to keep the juices locked in then before long, with a bit of luck you'll be chewing on your protein hockey puck throw it up in the air place it in your underwear i'm not trying to be rude just remember - it's not really good food, it's a term they use they're trying to confuse, abuse us delude us into thinking what comes in the can is made of beef or ham packed by uncle spam for consumption for the founction of selling carp found on killing floors yeah, i'm a carnivore but waste waste lost it's meaning by concealing not revealing that it's not really good food, it's a term they use they're trying to confuse, abuse us delude us into thinking smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat

Saddle up for frontier justice hang'em high on the dusty plain make no mistake friend the outlaws will come back again yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!!!!!!!! they killed the natives and they killed each other they shot them in the back too many to keep track the used a six-gun that's how the west was won so i went way out west to feel the legend so i pulled into a truckadero i saw garth brooks with some lonesome steer but they wouldn't let me lynch that yuppie cowboy that really left a tear in my beer i said where's ringo and jesse james where's wyatt earp and john wayne where's clint eastwood and lorne green i'd like to meet them all way down in abilene they would make a stand, like the rifleman he would shoot them down with a shotgun in his hand if they gone wacko like the ones in waco so pass me a bilbe and cross of rio grando so they threw me out of the truckadero while garth brooks rode that lonesome steer they said they loved yuppie cowboy that really left a tear in my beer home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not clously all day these plastic cowboys wouldn't stand a chance against the vigilantes from old montana they'd be swinging from an old pine tree they'd mess their pants and their boots would fill with pee they don't know the james gang or doc holiday if they met sitting bull they would run away and if they met geronimo that would be the end and little annie oakley would shoot'em in the head these phoneys never crossed the red river they never got clse to ann margaret's liver or the chisholm trial on a cattle drive a thounsand head of steer, oh my gawd

They're stealing our teams they're stealing our game and they're stinkin' mascots are too damn lame just because they got american bucks they think they can use digital pucks quebec and winnipeg are gone canadian hockey hits the swan song a basketball guy is running the show greedy owners ripping at our soul chorus: the hockey was hard an' it was rough it was ours for all time but we stopped working the corners i wish that we would wake up and stand on guard for thee but canada won't drop the gloves here's the lady byng trophy moses had ten commandments but for us hockey is omnipotent don't carry the puck in front of the net or you'll fish it out i bet finish your check all the time and keep your head up on the blue line that ain't russian or american it's pure canadiana chorus: give'em the lumber

It don't matter that you'd like to see me yeah, you'd like to see me die i know that you wanna squash my spirit but i'm gonna let my spirit fly and it don't matter that's my blood my blood you'd like to spill 'cause it won't stop me from fighting i'll keep crawling up the hill chorus: you can't walk over me you work me, try to make me bleed i'll stand in your way, everyday & every way 'cause you can't walk over me i only need one good reason one good reason to stick around there's no use trying to find me i've dissapeared underground 'til i sneak above the surface an' throw a wrench in the works you wanna make an example out of me it won't work, it just won't work chorus: i know you got my file and you're closing in on fire but i got, i got to warn you there's a lot of us than you, you can see chorus:

I got a noose around my neck it's gettin' tight as it can get the floor is dropping but i can't quit get this noose off my neck i'm not ready to die i got a noose around my neck i keep on running but i meet the dead and the dead, they are my friends get this noose off my neck it won't catch me this time yeah, i'm swinging now dangling above the ground my feet are six feet in the air and i'm losing breath swingin' 'round and 'round i know what i got to do get this noose off my neck the hangman's head is looking black my friend are dead, can't bring them back get this rope of my neck it won't catch me this time

You're fucked up baby. your eyes are like glass. your mind's like a beer bottle filled with butts. chorus: you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. i don't want your help anyway. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. your face is much too clear anyways. (chorus)

Hey, girl, a-stop what you're doin' hey, girl, you'll drive me to ruin i don't know what it is that i like about you that i like it a lot Won't you let me hold you, let me feel your lovin' charms communication breakdown it's always the same having a nervous breakdown drive me insane hey, girl, i got something you ought to know oooh, my baby, i wanna tell you that i love you so i wanna hold you in my arms, yeah i'm never gonna let you go, cause i like your charms. communication breakdown it's always the same having a nervous breakdown drive me insane (guitar solo) do do do do do do, yeah 's i wanna do little mama babe yeah but i dont seem to mind i can't stop the feelin', baby mama, i'm givin' you a ride yes, yes ohh ohh ohh yes oh, i don't want ohh ohh ohh yeah

OO-EE-OO-EE-OO-AH-AH oo-ee-oo-ee-oo-ah-ah

My old man's a bum livin' on skid row. drinkin his bay rum. he don't give a shit about you. vanilla extract, bay rum. 1, 2 fuck you

Middle class television family daughter. better watch, watch your father. it's time, time for his dinner. an' your the blue ribbon winner. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. he asks you mom, an' she says no. he asks your brother, for a blow. he sees the dog, an' lets out a moan. he sees you, an' he starts to groan. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter.

Billy & the socreds are high on the hog while all the folks on welfare are eatin just like dogs over in the soupline they're startin to unwind eatin billy's table scraps and drinkin cookin wine chorus: down on your luck boys an' out in the street billy an' the socreds are laughin throwin nickels at yer feet well, billy says to jimmy, “you ol' flim-flam man let's get all our pals an' plan a little scam we'll clean out the eastside like throwin out th trash an' when the party's over we'll split up all the cash well if we're gonna stop them we're gonna need some luck cause people don't mean nothin against the mighty buck now's the time to stand up this ain't the time to quit people all together now let's call bullshit bullshit!

Hey baby if ya wanna fuck come along and suck my cock open your legs as far as you can if my dick won't fit i'll have to ram so let's fuck hey baby i like your tits but your ugly face gives me the shits so let's fuck hey baby i'm a lousy scum give me a chance and i'll cum in your mouth

The neighbourhood bully is after me waving his finger like a pistol. flappin' his jaw like adolph hitler. slumlord - my overlord. slumlord - i got no choice. slumlord - your reality and your title fits your deed. it's all laid out like a prison block. each little peasant with their plot. slumlord, your title fits your deed. slumlord - my overlord. slumlord - i got no choice. slumlord - your reality and your title fits your deed.

I'm a fuckin' bum, can't you understand that man. i live on welfare, that's where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want. i'm a fuckin' creep, people don't pick up on that. they don't understand me, they don't know where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want. i'm a fuckin' bum, can't you understand that. i live just for me, that's where i'm at. i don't work work work, that's what i want

Middle class television family daughter. better watch, watch your father. it's time, time for his dinner. an' your the blue ribbon winner. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. he asks you mom, an' she says no. he asks your brother, for a blow. he sees the dog, an' lets out a moan. he sees you, an' he starts to groan. m.c.t.f.d. better watch your ass. m.c.t.f.d. your father's makin' a pass. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter. middle class television family daughter.

Hey, girl, a-stop what you're doin' hey, girl, you'll drive me to ruin i don't know what it is that i like about you that i like it a lot Won't you let me hold you, let me feel your lovin' charms communication breakdown it's always the same having a nervous breakdown drive me insane hey, girl, i got something you ought to know oooh, my baby, i wanna tell you that i love you so i wanna hold you in my arms, yeah i'm never gonna let you go, cause i like your charms. communication breakdown it's always the same having a nervous breakdown drive me insane (guitar solo) do do do do do do, yeah 's i wanna do little mama babe yeah but i don't seem to mind i can't stop the feelin', baby mama, i'm givin' you a ride yes, yes ohh ohh ohh yes oh, i don't want ohh ohh ohh yeah

You're fucked up baby. your eyes are like glass. your mind's like a beer bottle filled with butts. chorus: you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. i don't want your help anyway. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. your face is much too clear anyways. (chorus)

Smash the state, the fascist rape the pigs are waiting you're not on your own, you're not alone we got the number but whatcha gonna do with your head in a noose oh shit! tanks are coming and you are running troops in the street maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow you can take your chance but whatcha gonna do with your head in a noose i don't know smash the state – the fascist rape smash the state – the fascist rape smash the state – the fascist rape smash the state – the fascist rape smash the state – kill pierre trudeau smash the state – kill ronnie reagan smash the state – margaret thatcher smash the state – kill them all

Right! i'm sitting here with a sharpened blade. sitting here with a loaded gun. with my back to the sun. just waiting for you. waiting for you. waiting for you (1st verse) waiting for you.

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone. it's not unusual to have fun with anyone. but when I see you hanging about with anyone. it's not unusual to see me cry, i wanna die. it's not unusual to go out at anytime, but when i see you out and about it's such a crime. if you should ever wanna be loved by anyone, it's not unusual. it happens everyday, no matter what you say, you'll find it happens all the time. love will never do what you want it to, why can't this crazy love be mine? it's not unusual to be mad with anyone. it's not unusual to be sad with anyone. but if i ever find that you've changed at anytime. it's not unusual to find that i'm in love with you.

Hey joe, remember that geek back in '83. yeah, i know that stiff, i'll see him in hell. he was in d.o.a., that's what they say. but he was never the same after the accident. it was kind of messy, he bled pretty bad. and the way he twitched, i thought he was mad. but i made sure, he wasn't in pain. when i backed up the van i squished him again. chorus: dead men tell no tales. dead men don't try blackmail, they smell bad and they're kind of pale. yes, dead men tell no tales. hey joe, what about that gig on the east coast. oh yeah, those slimeballs, the ones you wanted to toast. they ripped us off and stole our van. then they paid the cops, to throw us in the can. but i was out for a beer when i saw those two. i could see they were looking for a geek to screw. but down in the alley, i caught 'em alone. you couldn't hear the chainsaw, when they screamed and moaned. 2nd chorus: dead men tell no tales dead men don't try to blackmail. they can't rip ya off when they're 6 feet under dead men tell no tales. 1 down, 2 down, 3 down, 4 down, 5 down, 6 down, 7 down, 8 down, 9 down, 10 down (1st chorus) 3rd chorus: dead men tell no tales, dead men don't try blackmail, they can't trash your van or drink your beer.

Climb in, lean back. feel the leather on your back. grab the stick, get a chill. you ready for the coming thrill. 0-60 in under five. but there ain't no room to drive. take your place in grid-lock hell. chorus: it's the road to reality, millions do it endlessly. like a mutant centipede. grown huge by an endless feed. spewing death, it rolls along. singing out an endless song. while smog clouds billow out and the air turns from blue to brown. climb high, look down see the air's turned a blackish brown. what was once a scenic view has developed a sickly hue and the auto's appetite insatiable delight. us humans gasp for air. rolling on without a care. it's a place to call yer own. a place to be alone don't have to see a face. no voice to invade your space. listen to the engine hum. it's a spell you can't overcome. and to the price, you pay, just drive away. now i don't say dump your car. it's here to stay, that i know. but there must be a better way than the rush hour way to go. everyone can make change share a ride, catch a bus. it could be the difference. (chorus)

Bad news keeps comin', round the clock. they say law & order, put it to a stop. the president wants more cops. like sittin' 'round waitin', for a bomb to drop. oh no, i can't. oh no, i can't stand it. chorus: help me get out of here. seen more bull than a herd of steers. they guys in charge leave me in tears. so help me, help me help me get out of here. everybody's happy, down at the mall. while casey casum, runs the cattle call. i seen michael jackson, tryin' to maul elvis in a knock 'em down brawl. that's disgusting, they should be in jail sharin' a cell with danny quayle. they coul get more coke, while they wait for bail from ollie north an' sing happy trails. oh no, i can't stand it. oh no, i can't stand it. (chorus) here's an idea, to get you on track. watch more t.v. an' do some crack. while ronald reagan makes a come back. rodney king pretends he's ain't black. oh no, i can't stand it. oh no, i can't stand it

What else can you say. our groovy little plans have gone astray like a deer caught in the light. so our dreams unfurl on the highway of the runaway world. my dignity has been accused. the environment's still abused. the weasels livin' in the roost. and we're just sittin' back gettin' goosed. what else can you say. corruption and contempt are on your tray. like a monkey in a pen. peanuts we are hurled. trapped in a runaway world. wait for a future that never comes. if it's alive it's beaten numb. a war rages through the night. who's the good guy in the fight? there's no john wayne anymore. all is rotten to the core. mechanized, dehumanized, catalogued, synthesized, logged in a printout store. stack of paper, world's core. electric blips, electric eyes. steel breasts, iron thighs. voice of a circuit mazes yell. laughter echoes down from hell. what else can you say. every move you make is on display. be a nice antichrist, don't create no furrows. you're luggage on this runaway world. something that can easily be chucked away an ort on the edge of my plate.

Is that all you want, is that all you need. lyin' back an' takin' it from those who made you bleed. now the pressure's on, it's gonna make you bend. what you believe things you must defend. you must be tired of hangin' around, lettin' yourself be held down. come on, get up get up and shout, time to wake up. it's our world, it's all we need break out of a bad dream. it's our world, it's all we need. not just a cry from the wilderness. let's rip away all the emptiness. by holding out taking command, you'll get it yet the future at hand.

I'm quite insane and out to wreck your weekend. i laugh at you for no real reason. i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan. i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan. i'll smash and crash wildly about. i don't care, i got nothin' to lose. scratch the surface, looking for the sun. still my nightmare's running on so long. no bars can bind me, no - not make believe. i've left your world behind me it's not what i wanna be. i gotta, i gotta, i gotta be free.

Here's a dance, a brand new beat. this is the one where the helpless meet. here's a dance, a brand new beat. this is the one where the hypocrites meet. dance, dance, dance o' death. situation mass frustration. temptation, damnation, revelation, corporation, donation, salvation. dance, dance, dance o' death. woah, save me now. huh, huh, dance o' death. thank you lord. dance, dance, dance o' death. i am saved. huh, huh, dance o' death. ah, let the spirit move me.

Shut it down! we're tired, yeah, tired of workin'. yeah, workin' for nothin'. we all want, what we got comin'. all we need is a break, come on take a break. everything is not all right and there's no end in sight. you can call it, whatcha like. come on, stand up for your rights. stand up, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. we been out, breakin' our backs. been out workin' gettin' no slack. all week long, payin' those bills. that's just the people, that still got a job. what about the rest of us, on the soupline. stand up, stand, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. stand up, stand and unite. it's time!!!

Wild men break into the house. drinking their beer and shouting abuse. they've got no time for screwing around. they want some action, so they shout. let's wreck the party. beer, more beer, is what they want. get out of the way, ya ain't got none. smashing the tables, breaking the chairs, oh my god! goin' crazy and goin' nuts drinkin' the whiskey and getting drunk. when it's over, it's gonna be tough, when it's over, it's gonna be rough. let's wreck the party.

Into the badlands, the white man came. killing out of fear, what they couldn't explain. disease unknown to this virgin land. laid to waste, with the gun in command. from the steel rails, and the blood of the kill. burning carcasses, with a gleam in their eye. the sheer sport, and the blood of the kill. burning carcasses, till they had their fill. the warrior ain't no more. the warrior lost his war, the white man came and left his pain. now the warrior ain't no more. the pain and the sorrow rose with the sun, ending their dreams with a whip and a gun. taken their rights and their dignity too. bound to be slaves, ready for abuse. to the reservations, by government sent. fill up the prisons, till they repent. now the land, that's all that's left will be taken back, with another theft.

The line was made from the left to the right, what was left in the middle was nowhere in sight. you've had your chances, you've had your time. don't waste the rest, get in line. nobody knows, nobody cares that the world's goin' nowhere. nobody knows, nobody cares, that we're all goin' nowhere. there's no way out. the part's for you, it'll fit in nicely, one size fits, all precisely. now you're a man, a man for all ages any size fits all cages.

Welcome to canada, it's a thing of beauty bunch of rich dicks lookin' for booty and watch the fools who just can't wait to split up the country, make it second rate chorus we got ourselves a real logjam free traders pullin' their scam we got ourselves a real logjam sell the country off to uncle sam our native people have no say and millions of rednecks like it that way the hacks in office, nose in the trough it's time to boot 'em into the rideau canal

You got their trust, you got their faith you push salvation, sell them a place b't wait to split up the country, make it second rate chorus we got ourselves a real logjam free traders pullin' their scam we got ourselves a real logjam sell the country off to uncle sam our native people have no say and millions of rednecks like it that way the hacks in office, nose in the trough it's time to boot 'em into the rideau canal i see your cross you got their trust, you got their faith you push salvation, sell them a place but you don't just hide behind the cross you just hide you've got your power, that's your strength that's what you covet, not real faith and we know, you kept it silent while you committed your violence chorus i see your cross, and it can blind the people's crutch, keeps them in line i see your cross and your lies the flock are blind, jesus christ strip their lives, strip their souls their native culture, dead and cold you lead the boys, down the garden path didn't care about the aftermath and your victims, that you abused like mt. cashel, you just used and now we know, about the past it's time someone tore away your mask chorus got no excuse, got no excuse.

O.k., o.k., enough already o.k., o.k., i won't do it again you beat me, you beat me, i admit it uncle, uncle, i won't do it again all right, i'll let you go this time. ha ha ha - you can't get me ha ha ha - you stupid gimp ha ha ha - hey, pigface you're a real wimp let me, let me, let me go no, no, i won't say it again mercy, mercy, i really promise please, please, i won't do it again this is your last fucking chance, you little fucking weiner ha ha ha - you're full of crap ha ha ha - youre ugly too ha ha ha - you big fat pig you can't catch me i got you, i got you, got you now i'm gonna mutliate you now i'll kill you, i'll kill you, you won't fool me you've had it, you little weiner i'll fuckin' kill you i'll fuckin' kill you you're dead meat i'll fuckin' kill you

I can't get, can't get enough out of control screaming no way to get off subliminal, now i know what i want gotta have or i'm less than them chorus overpowering urges motivating the mind running the body orchestrating the grind get control, get a hold of myself but i can't help dreaming, it's what they tell me i want but i'm a stong and independent man got a smoke, buddy, can't you see my shaking hand i guess it's true what they said i've got a god living in my head you make the maze, i'm your rat till my dying day i'll be in your debt chorus overpowering urges - growing inside overpowering urges - push my buttons overpowering urges - flash before my eyes

You see the signs, you taste the blood you lick the boot that grinds your face in the crud to tell the truth you tell a lie you kill yourself to live so that you don't die you swallow the things in ads like news reports the words of leaders you quote back you take the things you're told as gospel truth i think there's something that you lack you take the test to see who's, see who's best but your happy just to be like the rest you want to stand on your own but your purpose was established at your birth you know with things you hear there's something wrong but you stand and let is pass because perhaps if you can drink enough you'll find some beauty in the trash way down deep inside you know what's true and your soul's still in tact so don't be a sponge for rotting thoughts take the world back

You must have heard by now, it's time to go green get on the band wagon, it helps to be seen but it's not a simple job, saving the earth so start with lip service, you know what it's worth time to clean up, the profits are high make a quick buck, the the b.s. fly chorus the only thing green is the color of their money politicians and businessmen on the band wagon they don't give a damn, they're liars and they're phony the only thing green is the color of your money there's lots of opportunity with the environment and if you lie enough you might become the president they make it friendly, they make it clean but the crap they leave will never disappear it's good for the earth, it's good for the sky just count the cash, sell the lies chorus

One day i'm gonna make a point a pint of telling you gonan take a point from you in overtime one day i'm gonna get the nerve and ask you for you number but you just give me the lumber in overtime you i'm too offensive well i'll split your defense tonight i'm gonna pour my heart out but you just think i suck but i don't give a puck away in overtime in overtime in overtime in overtime

==== COCKTAIL TIME IN HELL ==== It's cocktail time, in the bowels of hell it's kinda hot an' it's really full but don't worry, pal, 'cause i've saved your stool it's happy hour, at the pub in hell am i alive, or am i dead the 2 for 1 special is what she said come on down, everybody's here atilla the hun is drinkin' all the beer castro's busy sellin' cigars we got elive presley behind the bar your bredits good, have another swill a jim jones kool-aid or a george bushmills a shor fro oswald, was that one or two john wayne's spikin' ho chi minh's brew chorus one more evel knievel sling two more phil collins three more molotov cocktail another round bonham and baileys one more stallone on the rocks two more lizzy fizz three more tricky dicky screwdriver another round three mile island ice tea kadafy and somoza out smokin' dope j.f.k. savin' a chair for the pope john lennon just got a highball has anyone buried paul? churchill and stalin got their lager and lime mussolini and hitler want their drinks on time belushi getting tanked, what a slice he just asked trotsky to get some ice chorus

Another welfare day, the result's the same more dead lay in the streets but the game that's played with lives as stake rages on full steam 'cause the war on drugs and the street drug trade have the users in a vice and with strength and grades roulette is plaed and bodies are iced the nation's jails swell from this man-made hell and the cost of prisons soar the need to kill and steal to pay the man has dragged us all to war chorus who say what drugs should or shouldn't be legal this issue is not cut and dried turn down your nose, call them lowlife get their just deserts, hope they die it's time to legalize and to realize the war on drugs is a waste of time and if you want a less sick and violent world let's change the bottom line chorus

Burning in anger tribe against tribe your neighborhood's burning and hatred's the crime it's a melting pot, boiling over like a pressure cooker left on high around your corner, around the world so much blindness pit one tribe against the other arm them to the teeth to finish the job hold the cops back if they're killing each other keep the cameras rolling chorus the bullets, the dying the hate, the crying everday, everyday.

Liberation and execution two things that go hand in hand that's the way it's always been corruption and insurrection i see the violence, i see the blood i see the bullets, the final payoff chorus some things never change watch the blood pour down like rain some things never change the victims glood, it's all the same revolution, the people's army the dragon slayer becomes the dragon the body counts goes higher and higher see the victim's lyin' there dead doesn't matter who pulled the trigger i can't bring them back to life

If you're scraping by on spuds or rice on the budget of a mouse or you room inside a house that should be condemned then the strangled cries as the dollar falls that echo through the town mean that if you're out they'll also kick you down chorus it's time to spill some blood the witch hunt is on and who better to sacrifice? so the people cry that they're hard done by with their houses, boats and cars and they whine and moan about spending and restraint so the government tries to turn the public eye to a problem barely there so the real tax grab bums can avoid the stare so they send out spies on the welfare rolls and they catch a few that they brand as cheats people who can barely get through a month make their life worse hell is it worth the cost? chorus it's time to kick some butt a with hunt is on and who better to sacrifice?

No i'm still in my room tie me up, tie me down so i can't move out of my cage into the zoo bark like a dog howl at the moon i got nothin' to do, got nothin' to lose i'm not wasting time when i'm wasting you chorus was that you i don't know why the things i did i can't unite now i'm still, in my room tie me up, tie me down so i can't move a pack of regrets, a bottle of blues i can't tell who i bruise i got nothin' to do, got nothin' to lose i'm gonna fuck you up 'cause i'm fucked up too chorus was that you, i don't know why the things i do, i can't unite i didn't know, was thatyou the things i did i can't undo

==== I CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE ==== I found myself crawlin' through the dead end of town the sirens screamin', 'round and 'round a burned out apartment, and insurance fire i guess the price of life, ain't gettin' higher chorus i can't take much more of this and i can't stand what i see i can't take much more of this and i can't sit an' watch 'em bleed i saw the lost souls roamin' the streets just barely getting by, nothin' to eat and drivin' by went a big limousine they sneered and scoffed at this pathetic scene gone so bad, gone so wrong got no place, don't belong got a box for a house under the freeway kids get show at everyday guns and kids, drugs and pain too many lives down the drain

You lie, love to lie just screw around, bull + brag liar for hire – do anything liar for hire – use anything liar for hire – do anythingliar for hire – use anything get out, get out, got to get you out get you out of here, get rid of you nobody wants you, nobody needs you nobody's going to bleed for you nobody wants you, nobody needs you nobody's going to die for you (chorus) you just cut, cut yourself off you don't count, count anymore you were a friend, i trusted you i trusted you, now i trust no more

Guite insane and out to wreck your weekend i laugh at you for no real reason i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan thrashing and crashing wildly about i don't care, i got nothin' to lose i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan scratching the surgace looking for the sun but my nightmare runs on and on i'm the dangerman, i never fit the plan i'm the dangerman, i never fit the planno bars can bind me, it's not make believe i've left your walls behind me, it's not what i want to be will you help me to be free i'm the dangerman

What do you do, i don't need you you created what you tried to destroy try to create a big money ploy then your big money ride just committed suicide what did you do – what did you do for him what did you do – what did you do for me but i didn't need it anyway 'cause i don't need you – 'cause you're nothin' you created sudden disaster you created money faster you created but you didn't know you created what you didn't show what did you do – what did you do for him what did you do for mre but i did nothin' anyway how can you know you didn't know what i try you didn't know what was lies i didn't know but it's gotta be this way kill kill kill, this is pop it's a sudden reaction kill kill this is pop

You you you the government cares what you look like the government cares what you wear 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant you you you the government cares what you look like the government cares what you wear 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant 'cause you're a mutant where did you come from?

I'm very bored and i'm suicidal i'm a disaster on two legs the public's out to get me because i'm sick the public's out to get me because i'm sick chorus: fuck this shit suck my dick fuck you pricks. i'm one of a kind pre-fabricated loser mind you don't like it, well that's too bad you don't like it, well that's tough shit (chorus) we're very bored, we're very bored we're very bored, i'm very bored what the fuck you doin'? i don't know what the fuck you doin'? and i don't care

If there's no god, there would be no war if there's no god, there would be no war if there's no god, there would be no war keep it away a holy war is the call commander's pray before the fall devour me, devour all keep it away drums beat, bugles sound no life is found all dreams are drowned (chorus) there's madness all about u.s., iran and the pope ideas that hold no hope no great god in the sky will make me go out and die it's a call we must defy (chorus) you got a life you wanna live don't give it for god you got a life you wanna give don't give it for god no god no war

Lock your doors, lock it tight it's the new immoral right they wanna cleanse the home of the brave for the master race of the usa it's so beautiful on the street you won't know them like a pack of wolves in sheeps' clothing spreading wide, spreading far not just another false alarm it's so beautiful america – i got my bible america – i got my handgun america – now i'm ready america – home of the brave america – and the home of the slaves america – now i'm ready but are you?

The line it formed from the left to the right anybody left in the middle was nowhere in sight you've had your chances and you've had your time quit wasting what's left and get in line nobody knows, nobody cares – that the world is going nowhere nobody knows, nobody cares – that you're all going nowhere chorus: there's no no no no, no way out there's no no no no, no way out there's no no no no, no way out there's no no no no, no way out the part's made for you, it'll fit nicely one part fits, all precisely now you're a man, a man for all ages in your one size fits all cages nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody cares – that the world is going nowhere nobody knows, nobody cares – that you're all going nowhere (chorus) what you do, you do it for me can't you see that nothing's for free the only thing sure and have no doubt the only thing sure is no no no no, no no no no (chorus)

Don't look back, watch over your shoulder days are getting short and you're getting older don't look back for those forgotten days it was so long ago, seemed like yesterday chorus: don't look back, the promise is broken you say you're in a slot like a subway token and you are don't look back, the streets are running red but anyway you can get the hungry fed don't look back for those forgotten days it was so long ago, seemed like yesterday (chorus) so go ahead and rent-a-riot it's all you can do go ahead and try to fight it we'll see where it puts you don't look back

You wanna make a difference but it seems like you're nothin' you start to hate everything you turned against everyone the jerkss at the corner shop all the mugs up your block so you say chorus: i hate – you you hate – me we hate – each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an' shut your chop fighting in a nightly brawl against the colours you resent along with the rest of the dense so we say (chorus)

Wild men galore come into the house drinking their beer and shouting abuse they got no time for messing around they want some fun so they shout chorus: let's wreck the party let's wreck the party let's wreck the party let's wreck the party booze and drugs are what they want out of the way if you've got none smashing the tables, breaking the chairs oh my god goin' crazy and goin' nuts swillin' the whiskey an' gettin' cut when it's over it's gonna be nuts when it's over it's gonna be tough (chorus)

Well there's a girl you're gonna recognize anyplace you're going she's already been anything that you wanna see, she's already seen well uptown, downtown, all around if that's where it happans she'll be gettin' down but when the dream comes to an end shell fall back to the ground chorus: 'cause miss today, just missed today 'cause miss today, just missed today she's into fashion anuthing that's new it keeps here in her place but ask her about real life she'll just laugh and bury her face but one day i'm gonna wake her up and life will have passed her by the last thing she'll have time to do is hang her head and cry (chorus) it's too late

Is that all you want, is that all you need lyin' back and taking it, from the people who made you bleed the pressure's on, going to make you bend what you believe the things you must defend chorus: you must be tired – of hanging around letting yourself – be held down come on, get up – get off the shelf time to wake up. it's our world – it's all you need break out of a bad dream it's our world – it's all you need not just a cry from the wilderness let's rip away all the emptiness by holding out, taking command you'll grab it yet the future's at hand (chorus) it's our world – it's all you need break out of a bad dream it's our world – it's all you need

You know you're gettin' screwed and you need someone to blame ya pick one that don't look the same you're turned against everyone the indians at the corner shop and the blacks up the block out the door ya get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit and shut your chop now you're fighting in a nightly brawl against the colours you resent

Hey joe, remember that geek back in '83. yeah, i know that stiff, i'll see him in hell. he was in d.o.a., that's what they say. but he was never the same after the accident. it was kind of messy, he bled pretty bad. and the way he twitched, i thought he was mad. but i made sure, he wasn't in pain. when i backed up the van i squished him again. chorus: dead men tell no tales. dead men don't try blackmail, they smell bad and they're kind of pale. yes, dead men tell no tales. hey joe, what about that gig on the east coast. oh yeah, those slimeballs, the ones you wanted to toast. they ripped us off and stole our van. then they paid the cops, to throw us in the can. but i was out for a beer when i saw those two. i could see they were looking for a geek to screw. but down in the alley, i caught 'em alone. you couldn't hear the chainsaw, when they screamed and moaned. 2nd chorus: dead men tell no tales dead men don't try to blackmail. they can't rip ya off when they're 6 feet under dead men tell no tales. 1 down, 2 down, 3 down, 4 down, 5 down, 6 down, 7 down, 8 down, 9 down, 10 down (1st chorus) 3rd chorus: dead men tell no tales, dead men don't try blackmail, they can't trash your van or drink your beer.

Too many geeks, too many miles. too many stagedives into the pile. too many beers, too many cops. too many rednecks at the truckstop. they hate our guts, don't like our kind. but we turned the tables on some real swine. chorus: can't kill us, already dead. too much shit, that's in our heads. don't give a fuck what they said cauze we're all, already dead. got no style, no grand finale. just hearing loss and an old rand mcnally. too many scams, too many creeps. lotsa fastfood, nowhere to sleep. they say we're wrong, gonna burn in hell. here's a noseload, choke on it pal. (chorus)

Hey hey, get out of my way just got back from the u.s.a. take a look at the t.v. screen see the visions of the western dream. a war fought with compassion a calculated reaction. chorus: stay tuned and see what's seen. lotta stuff, can't get enough. lots threats an' heroes too. more fun than donahue and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go “it's bombs away.” it's good to know we're fighting clean against an enemy, ruthless and mean. we only hit him where he carries his gun. they carpet bombed everyone. chorus: stay tuned and see what's seen. lotta stuff, can't get enough. lots threats an' heroes too. more fun than the price is right and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go “it's bombs away.” and there they go, falling out of the sky. see the fireworks, as the planes go by. skill and speed and computer brain. but there ain't no mikes on the screams of pain.

They cut it, slash it, rip it apart. dump deadly crap, that's just the start. damn the rivers, damn the valleys, damn the burnin' rays. damn the bloody atmosphere, can't breath it anyway. chorus: death machine - now i'm dyin. death machine - don't give a damn. death machine - on the frontline. death machine - got no retreat. a billion dollar profit, a bigger debt. with third world rape, that's what you get. they cut it down an' loot it, for what they want. if money's not enought, then it's genocide. (chorus) as i walk through the valley of death and i see what, what is left. it rips me, rips me apart. death machine tears out my heart.

Climb in, lean back. feel the leather on your back. grab the stick, get a chill. you ready for the coming thrill. 0-60 in under five. but there ain't no room to drive. take your place in grid-lock hell. chorus: it's the road to reality, millions do it endlessly. like a mutant centipede. grown huge by an endless feed. spewing death, it rolls along. singing out an endless song. while smog clouds billow out and the air turns from blue to brown. climb high, look down see the air's turned a blackish brown. what was once a scenic view has developed a sickly hue and the auto's appetite insatiable delight. us humans gasp for air. rolling on without a care. it's a place to call yer own. a place to be alone don't have to see a face. no voice to invade your space. listen to the engine hum. it's a spell you can't overcome. and to the price, you pay, just drive away. now i don't say dump your car. it's here to stay, that i know. but there must be a better way than the rush hour way to go. everyone can make change share a ride, catch a bus. it could be the difference. (chorus)

You can't see it, but it's a mess. killing the ozone, put our planet to death. making profits, out of thin air. you can't hide anywhere. cause there's a hole in the sky. the ozone's ripped and you can't hide. burning death and corporate greed. cause there's a hole in the sky. take a walk outside, see a blue sky. watch your step, might be suicide. it's pretty obvious, you think they'd learn. but when money comes first, we're all gonna fry. burn, yeah you're gonna burn. yeah you're gonna burn.

You're fucked up baby. your eyes are like glass. your mind's like a beer bottle filled with butts. chorus: you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. you're fucked up baby. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. i don't want your help anyway. i'm lyin' in a pool of blood, won't ya leave me alone. your face is much too clear anyways. (chorus)

All the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down

It's not unusual to be loved by anyone. it's not unusual to have fun with anyone. but when I see you hanging about with anyone. it's not unusual to see me cry, i wanna die. it's not unusual to go out at anytime, but when i see you out and about it's such a crime. if you should ever wanna be loved by anyone, it's not unusual. it happens everyday, no matter what you say, you'll find it happens all the time. love will never do what you want it to, why can't this crazy love be mine? it's not unusual to be mad with anyone. it's not unusual to be sad with anyone. but if i ever find that you've changed at anytime. it's not unusual to find that i'm in love with you.

We know what you want, we know what you need. weaving your fantasies, madison avenue, make believe. we know what you want, we know what you need. you know you can't go wrong, got a money back guarantee. we got something for ya an' you know it's the best. step inside and take a look you know we beat all the rest. we'll take you for a stroll down by the poolside. see the girl just a waitin' drive our car she'll beg for a ride. we'll sell ya army, sex, cars, and booze. ya know, ya snooze, you lose. we'll sell ya insurance, cigs, diets and pills. we'll shove it down your throat, even if it kills. (chorus) there's no payment, no interest we service, coast to coast. get in on these great savings it's the big one, really the most. can't afford to pass this up this ain't no pig, in a poke. don't go talkin no refund caveat emptor, aint' no joke. you want it, we got it, no money down. if you don't have it, ya better leave town. give us a chance, we'll make a deal. don't hesitate, it's a real steal.

Sitting home all alone, been that way for a long long time. waiting for that know on the door. and there they'll stand with a search warrant in their hand. cuts like a knife in an open sore. chorus: afrikana security - at my door, threatening. afrikana security - can't get their smell out of the house. afrikana security - questioning, smashing glass. afrikana security. getting tips from civilian spies doesn't matter if they're truth or lies. better watch every move that you make. if your white don't mix with black. unless you want police on your back. exile or jail, that's the facts. (chorus x 2) they came around the wealthy town pushing people all around came to protect money came to protect money. came an' then they left made a fuckin' mess. to stop the freedom flow. to stop the freedom flow.

Guns, booze & sex - that's the american way. guns, booze & sex - that's all that you need. guns, booze & sex - in the usa. watch out for psychos in your town. well you can get it all pretty cheap. but, what's been sown, is what you'll reap. an' you won't be singin' make my day. when it's your turn to get blown away. guns, booze & sex - well maybe you think that's bitchin'. guns, booze & sex - but it's just gettin' more twisted. guns, booze & sex - take a walk thru hell's kitchen. they'll pull it out pour it in and fire away. guns, booze & sex - you see it on the news at six. guns, booze & sex - ya see it on your cop shows. guns, booze & sex - ya see it anytime, who knows. watch out for the psycho in your neighborhood. it's right down here on the corner. it's getting so big it's a monster. what they got you might use. but ya might bite off more than you can chew. guns, booze & sex - you don't care what the cost. guns, booze & sex - nothin' won, but many lost. guns, booze & sex - you got the money man. guns, booze & sex - just the facts, just the facts.

I'm sitting here with a sharpened blade. sitting here with a loaded guns. with my back to the sun just waiting for you. waiting for you. just waiting for you. waiting for you. i'm still waiting for you.

Boomtown, boomtown boomtown, boomtown. it's hard to say, how it got this way.. what i wanna know when does it end. well they squeeze you dry, then they let you die. and then just throw ya away. well the jobs were there, but they ain't no more. now your starin' at a closed factory door. and the banker, he don't give a damn. he'd walk right over a dyin' man. boomtown: well they set you up just to knock ya down. boomtown: well your gonna get turned upside down. it comes an' goes, ya never know. when it's your turn for desolation row. got no time to think, when your feelin' sore. an' the grass ain't green anymore. a revolving door, that your bound to meet. shovin' people right out in the street. to a nightmare that keeps comin' round. just hold on an' try not to drown. boomtown: well they set you up just to smash you down. boomtown: well your gonna get you'll get mowed down. boomtown: well ya gotta smile, gotta smile - yeah better not frown. boomtown - keep it to yourself. shut yer mouth - yeah shut up an' sit down. even if you try, your gonna cry cause yo won't make ends meet. cause the boomtown will let you down it never comes through with the goods. it's a boomtown: well they set you up just to cut ya down. boomtown: well your gonna get gonna get turned upside down. boomtown: ya gotta smile gotta smile - better not frown. boomtown: keep it to yourself shut your mouth - shut up and sit down.

I got no time to kill, i got nothin' to do. slow on producitivity cause nothin' is new. music is a mockery and words mean less. silence or destruction, it's a bloody mess. chorus: no productivity, forced negativity. constant anxiety, in this dead end society. standin' in an alley on a saturday night. if i wasn't hammered, wouldn't be right. waitin' for the enemy to make their move. feelin' like a target in an arcade booth. (chorus) your up against the wall just say, fuck em all. so ya stagger home to bed at a quarter past two. stoned out of your head on acid and glue. no one gives a shit, what you do. you don't want the life that they're shovin' at you. (chorus)

The agony and the ecstacy, the agony and the ecstacy, the agony and the ecstacy. well bein' alive is tough you know. one minute your up an' the next your low. but you let the chips fall where they may. cause every dog is gonna have it's day. so to finally get that one shot to show the world, just what you got ya take a chance, ya make your deal. but all the time, ya don't know which one, your gonna feel. chorus: the agony and the ecstacy- some gotta win, some gotta lose. the agony and the ecstacy,- ya know ya might, cry the blues. the agony and the ecstacy- but ya might get lucky, ya just might. ya gotta dig, ya gotta fight, ya gotta try to make it right. yeah, come on make your move. what else is left, that ya got to lose. let em know, ya don't give a damn this time your gonna make a stand. it's now or never, put it on. ain't gonna worry, about the right or wrong. an't take victory, from the jaws of defeat. cause you know goddam well that ya gotta, ya gotta ya gotta feel. (chorus)

Well here's a survivor. how in the world did ya know. by the way she held her head up an' the chains she wore. a weight upon her shoulders piece of a paper in her hands. she come to see the warden she want to free her land. chorus: let the midnight special shine the light on me. let the midnight special shine a light on me. i your ever in soweto you better do right. on't talk about freedom an' you better not fight. cause the police will grab ya an the bulls will bring you down. an' the next thing you know man is that your prison bound.

Well there's a land up in the north. where they dress in furs an' they carry skis. and most of the people there attack their land to get their daily needs. and in the wealthy land, humungous forests grew. and the place grew rich beyond belief and now the wealth that they once had now forces people to their knees. chorus: welcome to our banana land, our representatives exploit the land. in the tradition of the father land. now there's a land up in the north where they work on both sides of the street paying workers just enough to live and nothin' when they're out of trees. (chorus) they got rich off our wood made as big a mess as they could. put a stooge in the driver's seat spend their winters in heat. tied the system in a knot. made us beg for what we got. turned the natives into slaves send them early graves. gave the people a great gift. made a park from the trees they left dedicated to the men who so kindly left one stand. and in the north, the people o this land don't know their goddamned history. a constant eye gazing from above called our freedom that's their legacy. that's their legacy, that's their legacy. chopping down our trees, dust and diesel everywhere pullp mills on the breeze. uh oh!

Into the badlands, the whiteman came. killing from fear, what he couldn't explain. disease unknown to this virgin land. laid to waste, with the gun in command. from the steel rails, the bullets did fly shooting buffalo, with a gleam in their eyes. the sheer sport and the blood of the kill burning carcass's til they had their fill. chorus: but the warrior lives again and the nightmare's got to end. the whiteman came and let his pain but the warrior lives again. the pain and the sorrow, rose with the sun. ending their dreams with a whip and a gun. stripped of their rights and their dignity too bound to be slaves, ready for abuse. to the reservations, the government sent fill up the prisons, until they repent. now the land, that's all left will be taken back with another theft. (chorus) they rise, they rise, they rise again. it's their time, their time, to live, live, live again.

Come on down to the concrete beach there aint no sand but it'll burn yer feet. we're sittin' in the smog an' the swelterin' heat an' all our dreams are out of reach. ain't no pools, ain't no beach. on the wrong side of town, they're out of reach. lyin' around, like i was dead. it's so hot, it's gettin' to my head. i take a walk, down by the tracks. len me some bucks, i'll grab a 6-pack. but you know, i don't have to say that i'd love to run away. but they're ain't nowhere else we can go (chorus) man it's hot on the sidewalk, but i'm hangin' out makin' small talk. but you know, i don't have to say that i'd love to run away. but they're ain't nowhere else we can go today (chorus) ain't no pools, ain't no beach just a fire hydrant an' too much heat. an' what you need might be out of reach but ya tough it out on the burnin' street. come on down, to the sweat and sound. the trash and the cars, the two-bit bars. but you know, i don't have to say that i'd love to run away. but they're ain't nowhere else we can go today. (chorus)

They're very bored and they're suicidal. they're very bored and they're suicidal. they're very bored and they're suicidal. livin in the swamps of jersey. toxic dumps and poison skies. they think they got nothin' to live for so they fo and take their lives. (chorus) in a teenage depression ya never see things very clear. don't get burned by the bullshit. ya gotta get your life in gear. (chorus) it doesn't matter what you got. it doesn't matter who you are. ya gotta break the chains on you. an' slit the wrists of the hand of doom. no more suicides, no more suicides, no more suicides, no more suicides

I like the way you smiled at me. i feel the heat that enveloped me. what i saw i like to see. i never knew, where evil grows. i should have steered away from you. my friend told me to keep clear of you. but something drew me near to you. i never knew, where evil grew. evil grows in the dark, where the sun it never shines. evil grows in cracks and holes, and lives in people's minds. evil grows it's part of you and now it seems to be that every time i look at you evil grows in me. (break) if i could hold a wall around you i could control the things that you do. but i couldn't kill the will within' you. and it never shows the place where evil grows. you know ya try to smile at me. an' your heat it envelops me. an' what i saw you made me see

All the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down

'scuse me pardon my greed- you're evicted, time to leave don't matter if your family's lived here 30 years we're tripling the rent time's up, the sheriff's here too bad for you if you freeze out in the street the croissant and cookie palace downstairs will symbolize the old neighborhood whose soul has slowly died been gentrified chorus: that's progress that's progress doesn't progress make you feel good inside? cameras catch you runnin' red lights schoolrooms with no windows computer picks your carreer at age 15 universal price code i.d.'s with the stripe the laser reads and records where you've been, when you're sick and what you eat for every spy in government there's 50 private eyes who round up dirt on you to keep on file then sell the file chorus: progress don't make me feel so good inside you can't live here we won't hire you we know all the nasty things you do bought a dossier on your whole life clear back to the pranks you did in school at age 5 there's millions on file at the touch of a button your boss or your landlord will love our choice cuts of gossip if it's lies, what can you do? 'cos it costs too much to sue the last person who'll ever see your file is you had enough, i moved back home to the mountains where i belong but ski resorts have tamed the wild west the hills we used to roam now they're privately owned and scarred with cheezy suburbs and cement the `tracts for sale' sign promises `deer in your back yard' if the deer somehow get past the fences and guards and the industrial `park' chorus: that's progress that's progress looks like i'll have to move to yellowknife progress-bleah! your idea of progress wrecks too many lives

Army ads looked cool-i signed right up besides, it was the only way could find a job “great place to start” and see the world womanize at discos and fake going nuts to scam infirmary drugs so send in the clowns the nato circus is here to protect you your choice must be ours yankee corruption or the big bad soviet threat don't you feel secure sending our top guns guard your sky flying their fighter planes upside down stoned out of their minds for a real hot time how 'bout an air show crash? or a g.i. riding a stolen tank through downtown manhattan and off the riverbank where he drowns fall in with the clowns remember- nato is here to protect you with nuclear bombs that come to visit and decided to stay chorus: attack! attack! of the peacekeepers attack! the charge of the joke brigade in charge we can blow up the world more times than you we'll show 'em we'll show 'em with radioactive subs w'ell show 'em we'll show 'em with missiles in your back yard guarded by soldiers on acid during night watch and generals who care only for fat pensions and bribes if that don't scare the commies nothing will cept maybe our bradley tanks tripping over themselves both powers have one goal in common to keep germany divided never strong enough to start another world war occupied by the clowns is it really you nato is here to protect? with berlin type walls when they came to visit we all decided to stay chorus:

Used to be in a gang 'till i beat a kid half dead in a video arcade judge gave me a choice: jail or the marines best time i ever had was being an mp aw yeh i wish i was down in el salvador where i could jerk off with my gun and kill the poor more gang busts after i'm discharged got on offer frome police surprise! we'll wipe your record clean if you'll become one of us you've got just the skills we need for the government's official gang robothug riot squad already i want more aw yeah, i wish i was down in el salvador we're just countin' days 'til we can do it up here well, officer friendly- what does elmer the safety elephoant have to say about this…? well, good buddy i''ll bet he says you can't do this argh! or this argh! or this argh! or even this argh! “his toy gun looked real i had to defend myself…” i'm always lookin' for excuses to defend myself people are storming out into the streets people are poouring out into the streets they hate me, they hate me i just might have to defend myself now! it's party time… i look at you and smolder with my nightstick and my shield little kids throw rocks at me their moms call me a pig commander says i gotta hold the line 'til the tv cameras leave then we'll fire away, make my day just like good ol' kent state why wait! it'll be like i was down in el salvador gonna jerk of with my gun and kill the poor be a big man with my gun and kill the poor jerk off with my gun i think i'm gonna kum then i'll kiss my gun good night and put her under my pillow

Believe me, if i were dicator you know what i'd do?!?!? come to think of it, there's a problem there for aspiring tyrants like me and you… ever wonder what it'd really be like to be your own dicator might be its own kind of prison of total fear can't make love or go anywhere without bodyguards in your hair never know which trusted friend has plans to blow you away 3,000 pairs of shoes no one to talk to 'nuff guns to kill everyone you own the masses act so loyal yet you can't sleep in the same place twice i wouldn't want to be a noriega or khadafi would you? chorus: power is boring power is boring power is boring and ya know, i wonder how the downtown crowd can stand themselves look sharp play to win through intimidation that person at the next desk ain't your friend he's your competitor the only way to get promoted first is to get him first or else hi ho whadya know they all got the same plan for you where do these people go between their daily meals of work too burnt and stressed to even think of how to spend the money no one to show it to but people just like me-agh! chorus: hot damn, we're the headliners at last gonna show this scene a thing or two play games and help our friends now the phone rings all the time it's all you fault “you've been crowned king of what you used to warn us about” why play that game at all? the ones who want the power that bad are missing something in their lives being scared of my friends in ajunta, scene or business world is the most miserable existance i could think of on earth

In the dirtiest part of the city where the sun refused to shine people tell me there ain't no use in tryin' my love, you're so young and pretty one thing i know is true you're gonna die before your time is due see my daddy, he lay dying see his hair all turning grey he's been workin' and slavin' his life away he's been workin', yeah everyday, slavin' his life away he's been workin', yeah work, work, work, work, work, work chorus: we gotta get out of this place if it's the last thing we ever do we gotta get out of this place babe, there's a better life for me and you my love, you're so young and pretty there's one thing i wish you'd do throw that needle away, it doesn't mean much to you some of our best friends have died you can see them turnin' grey workin' real hard throwin' their lives away they've been workin' yeah everyday, throwin' their lives away they've been workin', yeah work, work, work, work, work, work chorus: i know it and you know it, too chorus: think about it for once in your life it's now or never, baby c'mon

Around our nation's capital there's a freeway 8 lanes wide white concrete ringed around the city for those who want inside get on get off ignore everything to the sides in your midst i drive while homeboys in the back of the van make drugs wanna hide something like a ccrack lab just put it in plain sight only stop to refuel and unload more poison to tear more lives apart gang wars like never before better lock your doors, buy some guns and prey for martial law on the washington d.c. beltway around and around i go in the black van with no windows and a chimney puffing smoke bloody headlines in the news each day drug “crisis” everywhere so much comes in so easy it's as though someone wants it there it would be a little obvious to fence off all the slums hand out machine guns to the poor in the projects and watch 'em kill each other off a more subtle genocide is when the only hope for the young is to join the army and slowly die wall street or crack dealer avenue the last roads left to the american dream wall street or crack dealer avenue wall street or crack dealer avenue only on road leads to this neighborhood little kids wanna sell drugs when they grow up the folks might get just a little upset if they knew where that dope comes from froom columbia to the contras to our air force bases, where we trade it for guns the moral equivilent of a serial killer and his cia friends call the shots from the white house but now that we own the media too those stories just aren't run on the washington d.c. beltway, 'round and 'round i go in a black van with no windows, and a chimney puffing smoke some gang that ran smack in viet nam ain't got no reason to fear just get a vice president so dumb the crook at the top never gets impeached that sure was easy wasn't it? that sure was easy wasn't it? more crack-more panic-moe cops-more jails you see emergency-total war you see emergency-total war you see a black face-you see a crackhead you see a black face-you see a crackhead you see a black face-you see willie horton with a knife you see willie horton with a knife you see one willie horton you've seen them all they're everywhere, i know you asked for it, you've got it drug suspects have no rights at all property seized and sold before trial labor camps-on american soil?!? neo-nazi bootboys that the cops never seem to arrest prowl neighborhoods with baseball bats why now? why do they get so much press…? mein kampf-the mini series ollie north-“patriotic” hero the leader for tomorrow is yours today finally gotcha psyched for a police state on the washington d.c. beltway around and around i go in a black van with no windows and a chimney puffing smoke my van's a mobile oven now that burns the bodies you never see just like in chile or guatemala people just seem to disappear just like rome we fell asleep when we got spoiled ignore human rights in the rest of the world ya might just lose your own as the noose of narco-militarism tightens 'round your necks we worry about burning flags and pee in jars at work to keep our jobs but if someone came for you one night and dragged you away do you really think youneighbors would even care

New age, i don't believe you, you give nothing i can use. new age, i don't believe you but everybody wondering what to do. what do you want me to say. and what do you want me to do. everybody going out of their heads just runnin' around like a fool. new age, i don't believe you, you slice me up like a cutting tool. new age, don't let it deceive you, pull the plug, don't let it rule. you put me in a corner. while you're trying to keep order. you know there's only one way out. everybody's gonna scream and shout. new age, i don't believe you, i thought you were talkin' about something new. new age, i'm gonna destroy you, after what you put me through. i'm still gonna be alive when you're through this time. new age, i don't believe you, you slice me up like a cutting tool. new age, i don't believe you, i won't drown in your concrete pool. america is so proud, new streets and a brand new crowd. but it's just the same old garbage, hangin' around draggin' me down. new age, i don't believe you, i'm not a pawn that you can use. new age, don't let it deceive you, pull the plug, don't let it rule. it's a new age a new age a new age and one that you can't use.

You peer through the darkness, billy clubs aimed. they smash ya once or twice till ya don't look the same. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. they rope ya to a time clock. to keep you on the line. and now your losin' the pieces of your mind. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. the newsmen are lying. drawing line like black & white. makin' you believe it's your brother you gotta fight. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy. ya gotta know who your enemy is. the enemy.

Where you at you're makin' me weak. a knife in my back but i'm beginning to think your new waves' shit. your new wave's shit and i'm gonna get sick all over… you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. you sound so stale you stupid wimps and i'm beggin' to think ya fuckin' stink. you new waves' shit. your new waves' shit. and i'm gonna get sick all over… you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. i never wanna be like you. ya fuckin' jerks.

I don't really care, what they say i don't really care, what they do i just know i'm sick of this crowd and of you the cops they took me and beat me blue it wasn't what i was or what i do it was just being alive i took a chance on the other side got off this downhill slide stopped wasting my time had a dream saw a scheme saw a man hang on a beam next thing was, i woke up screaming it wasn't what i was, or what i do it wasn't anything to do with you it was just, not dreaming

You lie, you love to lie. bull and brag, screw around chorus: liar for hire-do anything. liar for hire-use anything. liar for hire-do anything. liar for hire. get out, get out, gotta get you out. get you out of here, get rid of you. nobody wants you, nobody needs you, nobody's gonna die for you. nobody wants you, nobody needs you, nobody's gonna die or you (chorus) backwards: jerry falwell eats shit at the foot of the devil and loves it! you just cut, cut yourself off, you don't count, count anymore. you were a friend, i trusted you, i trusted you, trust no more (chorus)

Im right, you're wrong - an we both know it. i'm right, you're wrong - an it's no secret. i'm right, you're wrong - but you got the power. what do ya mean - when ya stare at me. you think we're nothing - but things will change. we may be crazy - but we're not insane. i'm right, you're wrong - but you got the power. i'm right, you're wrong - an we all know it. i'm right, you're wrong - so let's break it. your gonna fall - you set yourself up. you can't stall - it's crumbling down. out of the way - it's been standing too long. i'm right, you're wrong - but you got the power. i'm right you're wrong - an we all know it. i'm right, you're wrong - so we'll have to break it. i'm right, you're wrojng - but you got the power. i'm right, you're wrong an we all know it. i'm right, you're wrong - so we'll have to take it.

Lock your doors, lock it tight it's the new immoral right they wanna cleanse the home of the brave for the master race of the usa it's so beautiful on the street you won't know them like a pack of wolves in sheeps' clothing spreading wide, spreading far not just another false alarm it's so beautiful america – i got my bible america – i got my handgun america – now i'm ready america – home of the brave america - and the home of the slaves america – now i'm ready but are you?

Let's fuck! hey baby if you wanna fuck, come along and suck my cock. well let's fuck, let's fuck. open your legs as far as you can, if my dick won't fit i'll use my hand…

You wanna make a difference but it seems like you're nothin' you start to hate everything you turned against everyone the jerkss at the corner shop all the mugs up your block so you say chorus: i hate - you you hate – me we hate – each other in your car you get cut off on the bus you never talk just sit an' shut your chop fighting in a nightly brawl against the colours you resent along with the rest of the dense so we say (chorus)

War in the east war in the west war rumours a fly found myself penny wise and pound foolish cause with war about my troubles seem so small (chorus) it is better to fight against inflation wars only bring destruction war will only be a memory build a better nation cause there's (chorus) (instrumental) found myself etc… it is better etc…

I want a war, between the rich and the poor. I wanna fight and know what I'm fighting for. in a class war, class war, class war, class war, class war, class war, class war. in new york and la, city halls are falling down. there's no escape, when a class war comes to town. in a class war, class war, class war, class war, class war, class war. if I'm told to kill, in beirut or salvador, there will be a class war, right here in america. in a class war, class war, class war, this war, that war, class war, last war<