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We're Only Gonna Die
Latch Key Kids
Part III
Faith In God
Fuck Armageddon... This Is Hell
Pitty
In The Night
Damned To Be Free
White Trash (2nd Generation)
American Dream
Eat Your Dog
Voice Of God Is Government
Oligarchy
Doing Time
Bad Religion
Politics
Sensory Overload
Slaves
Drastic Actions
World War III
Yesterday
Frogger
Bad Religion
Along The Way
New Leaf
Bad Religion
Slaves
Drastic Actions

We're Only Gonna Die

In this world today there ain't nobody to thank
Just blame it on the kids and toss them into the tank
And if they yell for justice we'll hide them from the light
So when they learn the truth they won't be scared of the night
One, two, three, four
Put the key in the hole when you get home from school
I'll be home by eight-thirty, your father will too
If you cause any trouble then I don't want to see
'Cause you'll get into bed and you won't have no t.v

Part III

The final page is written in the books of history
As man unleashed his deadly bombs and sent troops overseas
To fight a war that can't be won and kills the human race
To show off greed and ignorance, man's quest for dominance
They say when a mistake is made, a lesson has been learned
But this time, there's no second chance, the hate engulfs the world
A million lives are lost each day, as cities slowly burn
A mother holds her dying child, but no one is concerned

Faith In God

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you
You're living on a mound of dirt
But you can't explain your reason for existence so you blame it on God
There's so much hatred in this world
And you can't decide who's pulling the strings so you figure it's God
Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone so you'll always have God
It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you
It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you
There are people in the world today
Who say they're Jewish, Christian and such
They're all ignorant fools
They'll tell you you can't have your own way
Unless you pay money and dedicate your life
Or you'll be damned in Hell
Don't be feeble like all them
You have your own brain full of thoughts and choices
So use it don't let them use you
It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and the fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

Fuck Armageddon... This Is Hell

There's people out there that say I'm no good
'Cause I don't believe the things that I should
And when the final conflict comes
I'll be so sorry I did wrong
And hope and pray that our lord God will think I'm good
Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs
They're not sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies, they're helping everyone
In the end the good will go to Heaven up above
The bad shall perish in the depths of Hell
How could Hell be any worse?
Life alone is such a curse
Fuck Armageddon, this is Hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is Hell
Fuck Armageddon, it's Hell
We're living in the denoument
Of the battle's gripping awe
So what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?
How could Hell be any worse?
Life alone is such a curse
Fuck Armageddon, this is Hell
Fuck Armageddon, it's Hell, it's Hell, it's Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, Hell, it's Hell, Hell

Pitty

I show pity on the human race
On the ignorant plenty who devote their lives to an icon that they've never known
I show pity on eons past
When early man started the first civilization and human aggression was born
I show pity on the future to come
When the government system will be omnipotent and we'll be worse off
Than we are now
Pity, pity
On the billions of ignorant people
Pity, pity
On the masses of aggression
Pity, pity
On the future centuries to come
On the billions of ignorant people
On the future centuries to come
On the masses of aggression
It's all a matter of looking at the past
It's all a question, are we gonna last?
If we endure the aggression that's inside all of us
We'll wipe out our own species and thus
The world
Pity
Pity on
On the masses of aggression
On the billions of ignorant people
On the future centuries to come
On the masses of ignorant people
On the future centuries to come

In The Night

Yeah
In the city
The day is too hot
And you're hoping for relief
'Cause your head is filled with pain
But you get no relief 'cause the night is the same
In the night
In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night
In the night you feel barely alive
You live your life in darkness
You've got pennies on your eyes
And you say that it's all right
'Cause you've never lived a lie
As you crawl back to your womblike existence in the night
In the night
In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night
In the night you feel barely alive
You can't see no light
But you hear those heavy footsteps
And the little man inside twists your tormented mind
Your mind is filled with shadows
Your palms are wet with sweat
Limbs are bound and tangled in a fatal net
There are two things you can do
One is turn and fight
The other's run headlong into the night
In the night
In the night you see through jaded eyes
In the night
In the night you feel barely alive
You can't see no light
But you hear those heavy footsteps
And the breathing at your side, is it yours?
or is it goodbye?

Damned To Be Free

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none
People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one
I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with others in my world
I go home while they work hard, then they say I'm wrong
There's only one place to be
While living with tragedy
If their sins affected me
I gotta be damned to be free
Freedom is responsibility, pay more than it's worth
Instincts tells us not to die, hazy myth since birth
Learn their rules, then play their game, deceive yourself in haste
Turn your own brain into dust, it's not theirs to waste
There's only one place to be
While living with tragedy
Extract the nectar, burn the tree
I gotta be damned to be free
Thinking
This world it ain't so bad
Dying
It's just another fad
Working
Eight hours, not for me
Dying
It's just your destiny

White Trash (2nd Generation)

Wasted children, fixed blank eyes
Blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken home from which they come
Beer-stained Dad, compliant Mom
Fear and love, much despised, replaced by comfortable lies
Teenage classic, more cliche
One step further on the edge of decay
White trash, second generation, white trash, second generation
White trash, second generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation
Are you ready to fight for your morality?
White ring allies, white supremacy
Pretty fascist on the tube
Draped in red and white and blue
White trash, second generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, second generation, white trash, second generation
White trash, second generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation
Stiff blue collar, coat and tie
Brand new breed side by side
Christian ethics, right extremes
Shoved down our throat as the American Dream
White trash, second generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, second generation, white trash, second generation
White trash, second generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation
White trash, second generation, white trash, second generation
White trash, second generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation

American Dream

Hate my family, hate my school, speed limit and the golden rule
Hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream
American Dream's gonna swallow you whole, bursting at the seam
Gonna sweep you away, so enjoy it today, tomorrow you'll be old thus useless
American Dream
American Dream
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away
Hate your god, I hate my job, I hate hypocrites and common slobs
Hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream
Promise me today I'll have that Chevrolet, whitewalls on the side
One boy, one girl, comfortable lies
The American Dream
American Dream
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away
American Dream
(Bleah)

Eat Your Dog

Weak and sick, dying in the sand
No such thing as a promised land
Don't lose faith in a better life
Reincarnation, poor excuse
You're dying you asshole, your religion can't help you now
Dying and starving in the fields you used to plow
Rotting bones in your barren fields
Worshipped creature's supposed to heal
He won't save you and he won't save me
See what you want to see
Hindu religion in the mind of the working Joe
Starving and rotting in the fields you used to know
You're tied and bound to a god's useless advice
Bloated stomach from aching disease, hold back the fight
In the end you'll return once more to die again
Go on till you can't no more in non-eternal sin

Voice Of God Is Government

Neighbors, no one loves you like he loves you,
and no one cares like he cares.
Neighbors, let us join today in the holy love of God and money,
because neighbors, no one loves you like He loves you.
And what better way to show your love than to dig deep into your pocket,
dig real deep and give until it hurts.
Alleviate your guilt,
free yourself once again, because he gave to you brothers and sisters.
Please give a ten, twenty-five, or fifty dollar tax-deductible donation
and I assure you your modest pledge will be used to censor t.v and radio,
ban questionable books, and contribute to many other Godly services.
No longer will young Christian Americans hedonistically indulge
in masochistic submission to rhythmic music.
For with your monetary support,
there is no end to what we can achieve in this country.
The voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
In God we trust, sinners repent
(One, two, three, four)
Can't you see what we believe in
All our thoughts and all our reasons
The pursuit of life and liberty
Happiness we cannot see?
Speak of the truth with a mighty voice, but politics are your real choice
Hire men to change the law, protect and serve with one small flaw
Voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
Voice of God is government
In God we trust, sinners repent
If we shun God and Jesus Christ
Religious love is sacrifice
Love for God is shown in cash
The love they send is mailbox trash
Every pamphlet we receive, more money asked for Godly needs
Build a million dollar church, with the money spent on God's research
Voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
In God we trust, sinners repent
On late night TV, God can heal
A certain force you cannot feel
Love for money in God's name
Religion's now a TV game
Build a million dollar church, with the money spent on God's research
Build a million dollar church, with the money spent on God's research
Voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
Voice of God is government
In God we trust, sinners repent
Yeah
Voice of God is government
The voice of God is government
Voice of God is government
In God we trust, sinners repent

Oligarchy

Presidential election every four years
But neither man we can see or hear
Urgent cries for society
But he can't see the blood on me
Do you see?
Do you see too much for me?
Try that with our oligarchy
Try that with our oligarchy
Oligarchy
State your policy to me
Read ??? quality
What is right? Why do we try?
I'm afraid I can't decide

Doing Time

See the fight
Old men crying, deny their ruin
Watch them try
The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes
Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows
Other watch, then has a drink, and from the same cup
They drink
I'm doing time, how long I don't know
William had twenty-six Blew his brains out, now look at him
John had only one Watch the mother mourn her only son
I'm doing time, how long I don't know
I'll kiss goodbye my brain and body
And go to sleep for generations
And go to sleep for generations
Salvation
Cease concentration
You'll only lose the fight
Don't tell me what's wrong or right
You're losing sight
You're just gonna die anyway

Bad Religion

To see my body is nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
Spiritual era's gone, it ain't coming back
Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that's left
Hey Mr. Mind
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision
Factory precision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion, bad religion
And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit?
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it?
Don't you know responsibility is ours?
I don't care a thing about eternal fires
Listen this time
It's more than a rhyme
It's your indecision
Your indecision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
Is not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

Politics

Economy technology does it really work
The guy running the government
Another jerk
Try to teach some values
They all erode away
You're lucky if they listen to
A single word you say
What is right and what is wrong
Government decides
You don't have to like the laws
As long as you abide We're all being oppressed
By the upper middle class The government you vote for is the one that you possess
I'm so tired and now I'm through
I'm through and so are you
Oppressive fear from the president
Its us not the government
We control the masses of the whole entire race
Soon our streets will all be filled without a happy face
Economy technology does it really work
The guy running the government
Just another jerk
Try to teach some values
They all erode away
You're lucky if they listen to
A single word you say

Sensory Overload

This isn't art this is suicide
In a social way
I don't have the need and I don't have the time
I will tell you why
Because I think about it all the time
I think about what's true and what's lies
I used to think the things in my head were true
Sensory feedback from things like you
Sensory feedback from things like you
I don't know why
This must be
The guitar's misleading me
I don't know why I've got this social suicide
From a sensory overload
What a hell of a time
From a sensory overload
Got a tricky little mind
Tricky little mind
Little
Go
When I think about the quivering flesh
I think about this urban mess
It makes my brain begin to reel
I don't understand all the things that I feel
I just wanna hide from the things that I hear
I don't know why
This must be
The guitar's misleading me
I don't know why I've got this social suicide
From a sensory overload
It's a hell of a time
From a sensory overload
Got a tricky little mind
Tricky little mind
Little

Slaves

Congress runs your daily life but they brainwash you so you think it's freedom
We've had a war every twenty years they make you think we really need them
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all slaves under stricter masters
We're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves
You're brought up thinking it's bad to live in any country except this one
And when you grow into a man you realize it ain't so much fun
We're in a country of democracy it's supposed to be the best on the globe
Living's expensive it ain't too fun unless you fit in the high class mode
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves
(Ok let's cut it)

Drastic Actions

Heard a word, suicide
Not from one, but from thousands that tried
The lawyer's wife and the teenage brat
One thing in common, they all wanted out
And it's plain to see
It goes for you and it goes for me
And all the screwed up little girls and boys
All thrown in without a choice
But I heard him say
"I want out
No complaints and no doubts
Just the chance to go on"
I heard a word, suicide
And not from one, but from thousands that tried
Want some attention and a little less reflect
A teenage bluff, little threat
And
And there are those, there are those who think
That drastic actions will make them unique
It's really all the same
That no one's happy and nobody's to blame
And the moral to the story is old
It's quite taboo, seldom told
The seed is reaped before it's sown
A bad choice was never resolved

World War III

U.S. government blew its plan
Too much money down the can
Stop look and listen to what the president says
The first lady is a fucking les
They all think they know it all
America Russia China are all about to fall
Lethargy will overrule
U.S. government's wading pool
World War Three (x5)
Forget it came from the president's door
I'll make us have another world war
it don't matter what the people think
We have to save our precious brink
Here I go I'll push the first bomb
Yeah it's headed straight for Guam
All the rest will release soon
Right into your little room
World War Three (x5)

Yesterday

Run
But don't be scared to look behind
Stop
Don't wait too long make up your mind
The end is almost here
The sky the air so nice and clear
The sound of dirt decay
And the ringing in the air
Is the screen debris of yesterday
There
Now that you know it's not so bad
See
The good things soon flow proximad
So few tried to enhance
We don't deserve a second chance
Just laugh along the way
And kiss your ass goodbye with a shadowed dream of yesterday
Yesterday
The good old days
Yesterday
The way we used to play
Yesterday
It just got worse and worse
Yesterday
The future has been rehearsed
Run
But don't be scared to look behind
Stop
Don't wait too long make up your mind
The end is almost here
The sky the air so nice and clear
The sound of dirt decay
And the ringing in the air
Is the screen debris of yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday

Frogger

(Let's go, you spaz)
I'm tired of this city, all it's toil and strife
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing frogger with my life
Frogger with my life
Frogger with my life
I'm tired of this city, all this toil and strife
Trying to cross the boulevard, playing frogger with my life
Frogger with my life (x4)

Bad Religion

To see my body is nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
The spiritual era is gone, it ain't coming back
Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that's left
Hey Mr. Mind, stop
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision
Factory precision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit?
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it?
Don't you know responsibility is ours?
I don't care a thing about eternal fires
Listen this time, it's more than a rhyme
It's conjoured up in lies
Your indecision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

Along The Way

I refuse to abuse what is kind to the muse
But it's there and it's happening to me along the way
As we go through the snow, we cannot forget our foes
But the dinner's always waiting at the table along the way, yeah
What you see, not for me, isn't what you planned to be
But you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way
And we'll try as we cry and our brothers pass us by
To be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah
Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know
Will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way
But forget, don't regret, to find love and happiness
Unless you are willing to be strong when they are gone along the way
Like Tommy, you are free, and you will not follow me
Until we see each other once more on the path along the way

New Leaf

When everybody dies around you
From someone elses gun
It really makes you stop and think
About the years to come
Something good has gotta happen
To the human race
We all had better stop hoping
And set our heads on straight
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
Because that old one is turning on you
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
Its the futures only hope or we are through
Today is over
It's already shot
So we can't think about ourselves
If we find worth in our nature
Then saving that can only help
Start filling up your pockets
With things you really only need
Save life and earth and water
There can't be any other deed
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
Because that old one is turning on you
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
And let your love come on through
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
Because that old one is turning on you
You gotta
Turn over a new leaf
A new
A new
A new

Bad Religion

To see my body is nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
Spiritual era's gone, it ain't coming back
Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that's left
Hey Mr. Mind
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision
Factory precision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit?
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it?
Don't you know responsibility is yours?
I don't care a thing about eternal fires
Listen this time, it's more than a rhyme
It's conjoured up in lies
Your indecision is your
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Too good to take
Indecision
It's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

Slaves

Congress runs your daily life but they brainwash you so you think it's freedom
We've had a war every twenty years they make you think we really need them
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all slaves under stricter masters
We're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves
You're brought up thinking it's bad to live in any country except this one
And when you grow into a man you realise it ain't too much fun
We're in a country of democracy it's supposed to be the best on the globe
Living's expensive it ain't too fun unless you fit in the high class mode
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're all slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves
And we're all just slaves under stricter masters
We're slaves

Drastic Actions

Heard a word, suicide
Not from one, but from thousands that tried
The lawyer's wife and the teenage brat
One thing in common, they all wanted out
And it's plain to see
It goes for you and it goes for me
And all the screwed up little girls and boys
All thrown in without a choice
But I heard him say
"I want out
No complaints and no doubts
Just the chance to go on"
I heard a word, suicide
And not from one, but from thousands that died
Want some attention and a little less regret
A teenage bluff, little threat
And
And there are those, there are those who think
That drastic actions will make them unique
It's really all the same
That no one's happy and nobody's to blame
And the moral to the story is old
It's quite taboo, seldom told
The seed is reaped before it's sown
A bad choice was never resolved

Typed by Starbolt
Against the Grain