Economy technology does it really work
This isn't art this is suicide
Congress runs your daily life but they brainwash you so you think it's freedom
Heard a word, suicide
U.S. government blew its plan
Typed by Starbolt
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
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
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
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
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
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)
Against the Grain