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 +====== Paroles ======
 +===== Dead Kennedys =====
 +==== Dead Kennedys ====
  
 +Take This Job And Shove It
 +
 +Take this job and shove it,
 +I ain’t working here no more.My woman left, took all of the reasons I was working for you,
 +You better not try stand my way cos I'm walk out the door.
 +Take this job and shove it, I work here no more.
 +
 +Take this job and shove it,
 +I ain’t working here no more.
 +My woman left, took all of the reasons I was working for you,
 +You better not try stand my way cos I'm walk out the door.
 +Take this job and shove it, I work here no more.
 +
 +I been working in this factory for now more than 15 years,
 +I’ve some of my best friends’ women standing in a pool of tears,
 +I’ve seen a lot of kinfolks dying, I had a lot of bills to pay,
 +I’d give the shirt right off my back if I had the nerve to say:
 +
 +Take this job and shove it,
 +I ain’t working here no more.
 +My woman left, took all of the reasons I was working for you,
 +You better not try stand my way cos I'm walk out the door.
 +Take this job and shove it, I work here no more.
 +
 +The foreman is a regular sob and the night boss is a fool,
 +Got a brand new flattop haircut, he really thinks that’s cool.
 +One of these days I’m gonna blow my top and swear he’s gonna pay,
 +I can’t wait to see the look on his faces when I get the nerve to say:
 +
 +Take this job and shove it,
 +I ain’t working here no more.
 +My woman left, took all of the reasons I was working for you,
 +You better not try stand my way cos I'm walk out the door.
 +Take this job and shove it, I work here no more.
 +Take this job and shove it, I work here,
 +I work here,
 +I work here no more.
 +
 +
 +==== Hop With The Jet Set ====
 +
 +I say, come on! To pleasures unknown
 +Where we fly to when we are all bored
 +Come on for the ride
 +When we hop with the jet set tonight
 +
 +We'll sun ourselves red down in Montego Bay
 +Hotel-hired guards keep the natives away
 +
 +Wanna save the whales we'll go watch them feed
 +Buzz around them in boats til they won't breed
 +Just here for the ride
 +Then we hop with the jet set tonight
 +
 +Check out them indians'​ ancestral art
 +Some of that would look cute up on our walls
 +Yeah! suit it just fine
 +When you hop with the jet set tonight
 +
 +We'll hire out some poachers to go steal their dolls
 +Who cares if they'​re sacred, they look awful cute
 +
 +National Geographic found a stone age tribe
 +Let's feed them their first hot dogs on film
 +Won't that be a prize
 +To show to the jet set tonight
 +
 +"​Aren'​t they cute, aren't they pure..."​
 +Muse subscribers back home
 +Next weekend the junta exterminates them
 +Back home by the sea at our outdoor café
 +Our chameleon tongues catch the flies in the air
 +
 +
 +==== Dear Abby ====
 +
 +Dear Abby, got a problem.
 +I'm a decent unpaid, hardworking county coroner. It's important that my family ​
 +eat meat at least three times a week. But we just can't afford to with the 
 +prices the way they are. So I bring home choices cuts from my autopsy subjects. ​
 +Just mix in the Tuna Helper... and ta-da!
 +
 +Dear Abby, got a problem.
 +The whole family thinks my new meals are delicious. They ask me what's my 
 +secret. Abby, I think they'​re getting suspicious. My smart-ass 8-year-old keeps 
 +asking, "​Where'​s all the meat? The red dye #2 kind that's kept in the fridge."​
 +
 +If they find out the truth I don't think they'​ll understand. Abby, what do I 
 +tell my family?
 +
 +DEAR REAGANOMICS VICTIM: Consult your clergyman. Make sure the body's blessed ​
 +and everything should be just fine, just fine.
 +
 +
 +==== Rambozo The Clown ====
 +
 +We got a deadly toy
 +To brainwash your boy.
 +
 +An egocentric muscle thug kicks butt on screen like a brat outa hell.
 +Bullshitter in the Indichina shop pull the string in his back, we win the war.
 +
 +
 +That we never should have started at all.
 +
 +A cabbage patch terrorist to call our own
 +Who rewrites history with a machine gun.
 +Don't think about it, KILL IT, that's what we teach your child.
 +
 +Rambozo, Rambozo, Rambozo the Clown. (x2)
 +
 +To draft age kids
 +It sure looks like fun
 +"Kill them all"
 +And let got sort 'em out.
 +
 +Like video games, no mess, just fuel for a mass lapse of common sense.
 +You can be Don Quixote, we'll dice with our windmill blades.
 +
 +Brawn over brain
 +Means a happy ending.
 +G.I. Joe in the cereal bow;
 +Grey shrapnel-flavour chewing gum.
 +Mass Murder ain't just painless now we've made it cute.
 +
 +Rambozo, Rambozo, Rambozo the Clown. (x2)
 +
 +War is sexy.
 +War is fun.
 +Iron ego.
 +Red Dawn.
 +Be a wolverine you'll rule the hills.
 +Just get some guns and Cheerios.
 +Any kid can conquer Libya
 +Just steal a fighter plane.
 +
 +Look who came home in a wheelchair.
 +V.A. Hospital, they don't care.
 +"​We'​re the Machine you're just the tool.",​ who fell for the myth of...
 +
 +Rambozo, Rambozo, Rambozo the Clown. (x3)
 +Rambozo, Rambozo, RAMBOZO
 +
 +==== Fleshdunce ====
 +
 +Hey Rocky! Watch me pull a massacre out of my pants.
 +Again!
 +
 +We're world industry'​s thoughtlords,​ the entertainment wing.
 +We keep you all in line by fixing your free will.
 +Surround you with pop fantasies, just slightly out if reach,
 +To soften all the blows of your forced daily routine.
 +
 +We strip-mine your underground culture
 +Take the bite out and rinse it clean
 +Give ourselves credit for creating it
 +Then sell it back to you at twice the price. Hey!
 +
 +Our pod of talent vampires has blown into your town
 +To dazzle, sign & milk you all strictly on our own terms.
 +You think you've got a lot to say, we'll change that real soon
 +You're not a person anymore we've made you a cartoon.
 +By the time we're through remolding you
 +You won't even recognize your face.
 +There'​s no end to the eager beavers
 +Drawn like moths to our Babylon'​s mirage.
 +
 +Conveyor belt of flashdunce,
 +Who all want to do the fleshdance.
 +(x4)
 +
 +
 +==== The Great Wall ====
 +
 +Great Wall of China it's so big it's seen from outer space.
 +Put there to keep starving neighbors locked outsides the gates.
 +
 +So what's changed today?
 +Empires hoard more than they need
 +And peasants threaten our comfort.
 +We'll build a Great Wall around our power.
 +Build a Great Wall around our power.
 +
 +Bankrupt L.A.'s streetcar line so people pay more to drive.
 +Plant strategic freeways to divide neighborhoods by color lines.
 +
 +We'd rather pay for riot squads
 +Than pump your ghetto back to life.
 +We let your schools decay on purpose.
 +To build a Great Wall around our power.
 +Build Great Wall around our power.
 +
 +Warlords in grey suits
 +Take a different route to work each day.
 +Second-hand green berets form the company'​s private armies.
 +We'll take all your gold
 +But won't teach reading or feed your poor.
 +The League of Gentlemen would rather feed guns to puppet dictators.
 +
 +There'​s too many people in your world
 +And refugees are expensive,
 +When they trickle down onto our soil
 +We hunt them & arrest them.
 +Classify them insane
 +Put them back on the next plane,
 +To the waiting arms of the same death squads they fled.
 +Build a Great Wall around our power.
 +We're building a Great Wall around our power.
 +Economicly poor around the power.
 +Give of the poor,
 +Your tired & your weak.
 +We'll send 'em right back
 +To their certain death.
 +
 +
 +==== Shrink ​ ====
 +
 +If only people could shrink
 +Our world wouldn'​t be so overcrowded.
 +Bring ourselves down to size,
 +There'​d be so much more food to go round.
 +Why don't we build a machine
 +With all the know-how of the industries,
 +We put a man on the moon,
 +We're gonna need more room to breathe real soon.
 +Oh! Oh!
 +
 +Drink your vaccine and let's shrink
 +And bring your poodle so it doesn'​t eat us.
 +The road will be so wide,
 +No traffic jams when we're half a foot tall.
 +Bring what you need down here,
 +We'll shrink it all by microwave.
 +Don't wanna die like dinosaurs.
 +We'll have enough resources to go round.
 +Oh! Oh!
 +
 +So now you've made the big shrink,
 +Meanwhile we'll keep acting big.
 +We well-bred beautiful people,
 +Who says we have to go too?
 +Cops, mason & businessmen,​
 +Were exempted from the ovens.
 +As if you weren'​t already,
 +The rest of you are all our termites now.
 +Oh! Oh!
 +
 +
 +==== Triumph Of The Swill  ====
 +
 +We came home and found our son lying dead on his bed of a gun shot wound. He had 
 +is headphones on and there was an Ozzy record on the turn table. So we called ​
 +our lawyer.
 +
 +Life can only get better, all you need to do is fall in love.
 +Everyone else has fun but you, buy that fun you'll fit in too.
 +
 +Dance our problem away. - Government music
 +Cheap escape to that mind-control beat. - Government music
 +Mellow out, life's too hard, you don't even want to think. No!
 +
 +See the macho cock-rock metal heroes vomit fire out of their big mouths.
 +Shake your fists obediently make Leni Riefenstahl real proud.
 +See the Aryan bozo with the red guitar parachute on the White House lawn.
 +Gonna bomb the commies with his air guitar so dumb he can't drive 55.
 +
 +Like Bing Crosby before them, - Government music
 +Too idiotic to be real. - Government music
 +You want it loud? We'll make sure it goes nowhere so you won't get ideas.
 +
 +Triumph of the swill (x4)
 +
 +Music is banned in Khomeini'​s,​ Iran, on the ground that it stimulates the brain.
 +
 +We've done him one better in the land of coke & honey, using music to put 
 +people'​s brains to sleep.
 +Ever wonder why commercial radio'​s so bad? It's cause someone upstairs wants it 
 +that way.
 +If the Doors or John Lennon were getting started now, the industry wouldn'​t sign 
 +'em in a million years.
 +
 +So what do we get, - Government music
 +Christian censorship and taxed blank tapes. - Government music
 +Shoopers strung out on our false hopes wWill flock to obey.
 +
 +Triumph of the swill (x4)
 +
 +
 +==== Macho Insecurity ​ ====
 +
 +Name one thing on earth lower than a tough guy, - Tough guy
 +Who talks with his fists instead of using his head. - His head
 +Beats the shit out of anything it can't understand.
 +Behind the muscle mask is a scared little boy.
 +
 +Called Macho Insecurity
 +Macho Insecurity (x2)
 +Cos you can't stand yourself.
 +
 +Got a bitch with me? Why don't you say it to my face? - My face
 +It's so easy to mouth off to others. Where'​s your proof? - No proof
 +Maybe we can talk if you'de just drop your act.
 +Nothing'​s ever solved by making childish threats.
 +
 +That's Macho Insecurity
 +Macho Insecurity (x2)
 +Cos you can't stand yourself.
 +
 +Why do you want people to be so afraid of you?
 +Why are you so scared of anything that's different?
 +No one's ever there when you need friends, you wonder why,
 +It's cos you take yourself so seriously,
 +But being such a clown gives the rest of us the right to laugh
 +
 +At your Macho Insecurity
 +Macho Insecurity (x2)
 +Cos you can't stand your
 +Macho Insecurity (x3)
 +Cos you can't stand yourself.
 +
 +
 +==== I Spy ====
 +
 +You look at me from the back of the room,
 +All I see is a bumbling buffoon.
 +Head down like you don't see much,
 +Until you move in to make your bust.
 +
 +I spy for you and me (x4)
 +
 +Disguised like you're one of the scene,
 +Just stand alone with no real friends.
 +Scared people will find out who you are.
 +Alone in the world without your telephone beeper .
 +
 +I spy for you and me (x3)
 +
 +Curious folks aks you questions of life
 +But you can't answer cos your heart'​s like a knife.
 +Still you feel you sing the last song sung,
 +You're just a heartless piece of scum with a gun.
 +
 +I spy for you and me (x2)
 +I spy for you and me, yeah right!
 +
 +I spy (x4)
 +
 +
 +==== Cesspools In Eden ====
 +
 +Poison is bubbling
 +Beneath your dreamhome,
 +Buried there years before.
 +Kid runs in crying,
 +Flaying in the garden.
 +"​Mommy,​ I burned my hands!"​
 +"​What'​s making our eyes so itchy?"​
 +"​Don'​t rub 'em, they'​ll swell up."
 +
 +Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
 +It's a big waste dump.
 +Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
 +
 +We built your tichy-tachy houses on landfill soil,
 +To cover up a gift we left there years before.
 +Our toxic chemicals & the leaking gas,
 +Just dig a little while you'll find our acid baths.
 +
 +Cesspools
 +In Eden
 +Oozing away
 +
 +Groundwater'​s poisoned,
 +Air stings like hell,
 +The lines for doctors grow long.
 +Over martinis,
 +The company laughs.
 +"We don't owe you a damn thing."​
 +But what about all these fainting spells?
 +How'd you like a lick from my open sores.
 +
 +And Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
 +Why are our babies stillborn?
 +Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!
 +
 +A storage tank's leaking, it's about to explode.
 +Why evacuate when you can watch the fun.
 +Nothing happens here, get out the lawn chairs.
 +We'll drink pink lemonade & watch Martinez burn.
 +
 +Cesspools
 +In Eden
 +Oozing away...
 +Leak by the day.
 +
 +The land we sold you is right atop our acid pits.
 +We fill them by the truckload in the dead of night.
 +There'​s a thousand more toxins, it's the tips of the iceberg.
 +We pay a little drive or we just don't report them.
 +
 +And see what you get,
 +Cesspools
 +In Eden (x2)
 +No accident, just a little of our greed-fueled negligence.
 +Oh!
 +
 +So you've found the proof why your cancer rate's shot up,
 +But whatcha gonna do when we've got all the cards.
 +Time Beach, Rocky Flats, Love Canal & Bhopal.
 +Merry Christmas, hostages from the folks that care.
 +
 +Cesspools
 +In Eden (x4)
 +
 +Have a nice day.
 +
 +
 +==== One-Way Ticket To Pluto  ====
 +
 +Countdown!
 +Get ready for the - Blast Off!
 +And don't forget the - Hype!
 +We're going into space.
 +
 +Distinguished scientists, a pesky senator, & monkey turds leaking from the lab,
 +
 +All brought to us play-by-play by Howard Cosell.
 +
 +You're going where no man has gone before, don't ask us where that is we have no 
 +idea.
 +You're chosen for this great mission because we owe you some favors and besides ​
 +you're bright.
 +A little too bright.
 +
 +Step one:
 +Senator - your vomit,
 +It's time to - analyze it
 +For the folks back home.
 +
 +Open the hatch, launch the war satellite that the commies aren't supposed to 
 +know about.
 +Our real challenge is to keep it a secret from the press back home.
 +
 +You're going where no man has gone before, don't ask us where that is we have no 
 +idea.
 +You're chosen for this great mission because you're heartly & strong & make a 
 +lot of fuss,
 +Especially around us,
 +We like you better when you're far away.
 +
 +Have you - noticed?
 +You're going the wrong - direction.
 +We have, but that's your - problem.
 +We planned it that way.
 +
 +We had to dispose of all of you so we can spoil the final frontier.
 +How dare you question our Star Wars plans for the farce that they are?
 +
 +You're going where no man has gone before, for rocking the boat in our temple of 
 +doom.
 +You're on a one-way ticket to Pluto, we wash our hands of you and your lost Ark.
 +
 +So don't forget to write...
 +No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
 +
 +
 +==== Do The Slag ====
 +
 +Have you heard about the latest craze,
 +That's sweepin'​ across the nation?
 +All the punks from coast to coast
 +Have discovered an old invention:
 +
 +"Your hair's to long, man, you're a queer.
 +You're too new wave, put down that beer..."​
 +
 +Do the Slag - Look at 'em run!
 +Do the Slag - Hey you scum!
 +Do the Slag - Ain't it fun.
 +Do the Slag - Let's all be dumb!
 +
 +Badmouthed people we don't know,
 +Make sure it's behind their backs.
 +Don't let new people in our scene
 +It's more fun than having a friend.
 +We'll slag everyone each & every night
 +So we can pretend that we're all right.
 +Make those pricks feel just so small,
 +We'll show the world that we're three feet tall.
 +
 +Slander their integrity,
 +Doubt their humanity,
 +Talk about their haircuts, are their politics correct?
 +
 +Do the Slag - Look at 'em run!
 +Do the Slag - Hey you scum!
 +Do the Slag - Ain't it fun.
 +Do the Slag - Let's all be dumb!
 +
 +Don't let those sissies on the floor,
 +They'​re unhip, man, they bought the wrong clothes.
 +Let's all do the latest craze
 +Cos having allies never pays.
 +
 +Slander their integrity,
 +Doubt their humanity,
 +Talk about their haircuts are their politics correct?
 +
 +Do the Slag - Look at 'em run!
 +Do the Slag - Ain't it fun.
 +Do the Slag - Hey you scum!
 +Do the Slag - Let's all be dumb!
 +Do the Slag - Look at 'em run!
 +Do the Slag - Hey you scum!
 +Do the Slag - Look at 'em run!
 +Do the Slag - Let's all be dumb!
 +
 +
 +==== A Commercial ​ ====
 +
 +Have we got a telethon for you coming soon on M.T.V.! A rockin'​ bankroll ​
 +extravaganza featuring all your favorite vigilante rock stars! Sammy Hagar 
 +(Yeah!), Sylvester Stallone (Meuw!), Clint Eastwood (Pow!). This telethon is so 
 +important we've even exhumed the bodies of Lynyrd Skynyrd (Wow!) This ain't no 
 +sissy concert to raise money for food for the needy; this concerts whipped up 
 +the American way to raise money for guns for the greedy! So stay tuned and dig 
 +in those heels for... USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!
 +
 +It's USA For South Africa cos those poor, sex-starved riot battalions need more 
 +machine guns, more tear gas, more nerve gas & more electric fences for those 
 +prison camps they call homelands. And who's going to give it to 'em? WE ARE! 
 +Every one of us! Everytime we go to the bank. Everytime we buy food at Theftway. ​
 +Or those fancy chrome wheels for your hotcar. It's USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!
 +
 +Don't delay! Apartheid is a BIG business! What would these American ladies do 
 +without those diamonds? You heard the White House... DON'T MISS IT! Have you'​re ​
 +rich parents'​ money ready, world hunger'​s gone forever once your check'​s in the 
 +mail, when M.T.V. and the rock'​n'​racism connection bring you live, from Sun 
 +City, USA FOR SOUTH AFRICA!
 +
 +
 +==== Gone With My Wind ====
 +
 +Wake up! Get down here quick!
 +The president'​s had too much to drink.
 +His days of power are about gone,
 +He's been talking to paintings in the hall.
 +He says, "​I'​m finished, so what the hell?
 +My life is ruins, what matters now?
 +I've always itched for that great thrill...
 +If I die all of you should too."
 +
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Gonna end it all right now.
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Coming with me, oh wow!
 +
 +Oh! My bombs will rain down on D.C.
 +We'll nuke our enemies while they'​re asleep.
 +We'll be safe in the ground below
 +And laugh & drink til the cows come home.
 +So come on John, whadya say?
 +It's been dancing in my head for years.
 +What'​ll happen if I push this button...
 +Let's start World War III for fun.
 +
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Gonna end it all right now.
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Coming with me, oh wow!
 +
 +"Mr. President, just sit down,
 +We should talk for a little while, I'll pour another round.
 +What about your memoirs'​ T.V. rights?"​
 +Sit tight And watch the fire...
 +
 +"Let go of me. Do you think I'm mad?"
 +"To tell the truth, sir, I'd rather not say"
 +Just keep your paws inside you pockets,
 +And planet earth will be O.K.
 +But you reached for the button anyhow,
 +I had no choice but to knock you out.
 +That's just last night'​s bump in your head
 +On to the next crisis, it's another day.
 +
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Gonna end it all right now.
 +Gone with my wind,
 +Out with the bang,
 +Coming with me, oh wow!
 +
 +
 +==== Anarchy For Sale ====
 +
 +Step right up folks!
 +Anarchy for sale!
 +
 +T-shirts only 10 dollars,
 +Badges only 3,50.
 +I nicked the design, never asked the band,
 +I never listen to them either.
 +
 +Buy, buy, buy from Circle A,
 +Like Hula Hoops, it's a disposable craze,
 +Another fast-food fad to throw away.
 +It's anarchy For Sale!
 +Anarchy For Sale! (x2)
 +
 +Sheep unite!
 +Get your cuddly boots & studs,
 +Be sure to rebel in proper style.
 +Rebel along the path we pick,
 +Out of fear of peer pressure we create.
 +
 +Hey You!
 +Get those flyes off my wall,
 +No commie peace shit in my boutique,
 +No one here cares what that all means
 +Cos anarchy'​s For Sale!
 +Anarchy For Sale! (x2)
 +
 +Our town sucks! Our scene rules!
 +To belong you must buy into it,
 +So we sold you metal spike bracelets.
 +So c'mon let's see a good fight
 +It's Anarchy For Sale!
 +Anarchy For Sale! (x2)
 +
 +
 +==== Chickenshit Conformist ====
 +
 +Punk's not dead, it just deserves to die when it becomes another stale cartoon,
 +
 +A closed-minded,​ self-centered social club, ideas don't matter, it's who you 
 +know.
 +If the music'​s gotten boring it's because of the people who want everyone to 
 +sound the same.
 +Who the drive bright people out of our so-called scene, til all that's left is 
 +just a meaningless fad.
 +
 +Harcore formulas are dogshit,
 +Change & caring are what's real.
 +Is this a state of mind,
 +Or just another label?
 +The joy & hope of an alternative
 +Has become its own cliché.
 +A hairstyle'​s not a lifestyle,
 +Imagine Sid Vicious at 35.
 +
 +Who needs a scene scared to love & to feel.
 +Judging everything by loud fast rules appeal.
 +Who played last night! "I don't know, I forgot.
 +But diving off the stage Was a lot of fun."
 +
 +So eager to please,
 +Peer pressure decrees.
 +(x2)
 +Make the same old mistakes
 +Again & again.
 +Chickenshit conformist like your parents.
 +
 +What's ripped us apart even more than drugs are the thieves & the goddamn liars.
 +
 +Ripping people off when they share their stuff, when someone falls are there any 
 +friends?
 +Harder core than thou for a year or two, then it's time to get a real job.
 +Others stay home it's no fun to go out when the gigs are wrecked by gangs and 
 +thugs.
 +When the thugs form bands, look who gets records deals, from New York metal 
 +labels looking to scam.
 +Who sign the most racist queerbashing bands they can find to make a buck revving ​
 +kids up for war.
 +
 +Walk tall, act small,
 +Only as tough as gang approval.
 +Unity is bullshit!
 +When it's under someone'​s fat boot.
 +Oh! Where'​s the common cause,
 +Too many factions safely sulk in their shells.
 +Agree with us on everything or we won't help with anything,
 +That kind of attitude just makes a split grow wider.
 +Guess who's laughing while the world explodes,
 +When we're all crybabies who fight best among ourselves.
 +
 +So eager to please,
 +Peer pressure decrees.
 +(x2)
 +Make the same old mistakes
 +Again and again.
 +Chickenshit conformist like your parents.
 +
 +That farty old rock & roll attitude'​s back. "​It'​s competition,​ man, we wanna 
 +break big."
 +Who needs friends when the money'​s good? That's right, the 70's are back.
 +Cock-rock metal'​s like a bad laxative, it just don't move me, ya know?
 +The music'​s O.K. when there'​s more ideas than solos. Do we really need the 
 +attitude too?
 +
 +Shedding thin skin too quickly,
 +As a fan it dissapoints me.
 +Same old stupid sexist lyrics.
 +Of is Satan all you can think of?
 +Crossover is just another word for lack of ideas.
 +Maybe what we need are more trolls under the bridge.
 +Will the metalheads finally learn something,
 +Will the punks throw away their education?
 +No one's ever the best once they believe their own press.
 +"​Maturing"​ don't mean rehasing mistakes of the past.
 +
 +So eager to please,
 +Peer pressure decrees.
 +(x2)
 +Make the same old mistakes
 +Again and again.
 +Chickenshit conformist like your parents.
 +
 +The more things change, the more they stay the same. We can't grow when we won'​t ​
 +criticize ourselves.
 +The 60's weren'​t all failure, it's the 70's that stunk, as the clock ticks we 
 +dig the same hole.
 +Music scenes ain't real life, they won't get rid of the bomb. Won't eliminate ​
 +rape or bring down the banks.
 +Any kind of real change takes more time & work Than changing channels on a T.V. 
 +set.
 +
 +So eager to please,
 +Peer pressure decrees.
 +(x2)
 +Make the same old mistakes
 +Again and again.
 +Chickenshit conformist like your parents.
 +
 +
 +==== Where Do You Draw The Line ====
 +
 +Seems like the more I think I know, the more I find I don't.
 +Every answer opens up so many questions.
 +Anarchy sounds good to me. Then someone asks, "​Who'​d fix the sewers?"​
 +"Would the rednecks just play king of the neighborhood?"​
 +
 +How many liberators really want to be dictators?
 +Every theory has its holes when real life steps in.
 +So how do we feed, and make room for, all the people crowded on our earth,
 +And transfer all that wealth from the rich to those who need it?
 +
 +Where do ya draw the line? (x3)
 +I'm not telling you, I'm asking you.
 +
 +Ever notice hard line radicals can go on star trips too,
 +Where no one's pure & right except themselves.
 +"​I'​m cleansed of the system"​ ('cept when my amp needs electric power)
 +Or, "The Party Line says 'No, Feminists can't wear fishnets.'"​
 +
 +You wanna help stop war? Well, we reject your application,​
 +You crack too many jokes & you eat meat.
 +What better way to turn people off than to twist ideas for change,
 +Into one more church that forgets we're all human beings.
 +
 +Where do ya draw the line? (x3)
 +I'm not telling you, I'm asking you.
 +
 +In Toronto someone blew up a big cruise missile warhead plant.
 +10 slightly hurt, 4 million dollars damage.
 +Why not destroy private property,
 +When it's used against you and me?
 +Is that violence or self-defense,​ You tell me.
 +
 +Where do ya draw the line?
 +I'm not telling you, I'm asking you
 +(x2)
 +Where do you draw the line?
 +Draw the line. Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! (x3)
 +
 +
 +==== Potshot Heard Round The World ====
 +
 +Hey! Yo! We're United States Marines!
 +We know you've all been killing each other for at least two thousand years.
 +But we're here now, to protect our family,
 +Of Christian heroin warlords, most friendly to the west.
 +So you knock off this fighting, or we'll tell mom.
 +
 +Ever notice news is staged, like T.V. wrestling shows.
 +With Reagans & Khaddafis cast as cartoon vilains & heroes.
 +Or those wildlife "​documentaries"​ where a lion from the zoo,
 +Kill a deer tied down ahead of time, at the perfect camera angle.
 +When lemmings balk at dying for Disney, they'​re hurled off the cliff.
 +
 +We are gathered here today to take photos of the president,
 +Pretending to mourn these brave young man who came home from Beirut.
 +Gift-wrapped in body bags, truck bomb blew them to bits.
 +We knew they were sitting ducks, we sacrificed 'em Aztec style.
 +So we could use their dead meat to cook up war fever back home.
 +
 +So make sure you take lots of pictures and slant your news on the way.
 +Just like in Wild Kingdom we first tied down the prey.
 +We want people boiling for revenge in their living room,
 +So we can go play shoot-em-up anywhere we choose,
 +And our backers can cash in without the public asking questions.
 +
 +
 +==== D.M.S.O. ====
 +
 +D
 +M
 +S
 +O
 +
 +Crypto. Wonder. Drug In Vogue.
 +
 +Some people say it cures arthritis,
 +Maybe that's why it keeps getting banned.
 +
 +It's absorbed directly through the skin,
 +Mix it with lemon juice,
 +Touch your fingertips,
 +You'll taste the lemon.
 +
 +The police
 +Started a riot
 +Down at the courthouse
 +Again.
 +
 +Runing amok,
 +Spilling blood,
 +Bashing heads.
 +
 +I do my part
 +Behind the lines,
 +Swabbling door handles of cop cars,
 +With D.M.S.O.
 +Mixed with L.S.D.
 +
 +D. M. S. O. (x3)
 +
 +
 +==== Lie Detector ​ ====
 +
 +We have reviewed your yellow form,
 +Congratulations! We find you qualified.
 +You've just the right capacity for putting up with our nonsense.
 +
 +There'​s just one thing you've got to prove,
 +We know how you must be dishonest and lazy,
 +If you're so desperate you actually want to work at this place.
 +
 +You must be guilty! - Lie detector
 +You're guilty! - Lie detector
 +Til you're proven innocent these days
 +
 +Blood pressure clamps around your arms.
 +Now don't get nervous when we yell in your face.
 +We know you steal - just who do you screw? With what?!? With who?!? Aren't you a 
 +Christian?​!?​!?​
 +
 +The polygraph - don't make it move,
 +One little twitch, the anvil drops on you.
 +Don't matter if you told the truth, we want your facial egg for our file.
 +
 +You must be guilty! - Lie detector
 +You're guilty! - Lie detector
 +Til you're proven innocent these days
 +Guilty ill innocent these days
 +
 +Guilty - til proven innocent
 +Guilty - it says so on your face
 +Guilty - when you try to find
 +Guilty - A place to live or a job that pays
 +Guilty - when you file a complaint against the cops
 +Guilty - That kicked your face last night.
 +Guilty - it says so on page 3
 +Guilty - who'd think a guy like me
 +Would plant some drugs to your car,
 +Break in your house while your asleep,
 +Poke at your mouth,
 +Bet your ass you're watched
 +And it's your word against ours.
 +
 +Yeah! Just because we're hiring you
 +Yeah! That don't mean that we trust you at all.
 +You'll have to take a test like this once or twice every week.
 +
 +We know machines, they make mistakes,
 +And it's your word against our deaf black box.
 +The machine is always right cos we know how it makes you feel so small.
 +
 +You're guilty! - Lie detector (x3)
 +Til you're proven innocent
 +You're guilty! - Lie detector (x3)
 +Til you're proven innocent these days,
 +Proven innocent these days.
 +Cos when your innocent,
 +When your innocent,
 +When your innocent it just don't pay.
 +
 +
 +==== Soup Is Good Food ====
 +
 +"​We'​re sorry but you're no longer needed
 +Or wanted or even cared about here,
 +Machines can do a better job than you.
 +This is what you get for asking questions.
 +The unions agree sacrifices must be made
 +Computers never go on strike
 +To save the working man you've got to put him out to pasture
 +Looks like we'll have to let you go
 +Doesn'​t it feel fulfilling to know
 +That you - the human being - are now obsolete
 +And there'​s nothing in hell we'll let you do about it"
 +
 +Soup is good food - We don't need you any more
 +You make a good meal - We don't need you any more
 +Now how do you feel - We don't need you any more
 +To be shit out our ass
 +And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash "
 +
 +We're sorry you'll just have to leave
 +Unemployment runs out after just six weeks
 +How does it feel to be a budget cut
 +You're snipped, you no longer exist
 +Your number'​s been purged from our central computer
 +So we can rig the facts and sweep you under the rug
 +See our chart? Unemployment'​s going down
 +If that ruins your life that's your problem"​
 +
 +Soup is good food - We don't need you any more
 +You make a good meal - We don't need you any more
 +Now how do you feel - We don't need you any more
 +To be shit out our ass
 +And thrown in the cold
 +
 +"​We'​re sorry we hate to interrupt
 +But it's against the law to jump off this bridge
 +You'll just have to kill yourself somewhere else
 +A tourist might see you and we wouldn'​t want that
 +I'm just doing my job, you know, so say uncle
 +And we'll take you to the mental health zoo
 +Force feed you mind-melting chemicals
 +Til even the outside world looks great"
 +
 +In hi-tech science research labs
 +It costs too much to bury all the dead
 +The mutilated disease-injected
 +Surplus rats who can't be used anymore
 +So they'​re dumped - with no minister present
 +In a spiraling corkscrew dispose-all unit
 +Ground into sludge and flushed away
 +Aw gezz!
 +
 +We don't need you any more - We don't need you any more
 +Soup is good food - We don't need you any more
 +You make a good meal - We don't need you any more
 +Now how do you feel - We don't need you any more
 +To be shit out our ass
 +And thrown in the cold like a piece of trash
 +We know how much you'd like to die - We don't need you any more
 +We joke about it on our coffee breaks - We don't need you any more
 +But we're paid to force you to have a nice day - We don't need you any more
 +In the wonderful world we made just for you - We don't need you any more
 +
 +Poor Rats... we human rodents chuckle
 +At least we get a dignified cremation
 +At yet, at 6:00 tomorrow morning
 +It's time to get up and go to work
 +
 +==== Hellnation ====
 +
 +Hellnation'​s when they teach us profiting from greed
 +Hellnation'​s what they give us coke, heroin & speed
 +Hellnation'​s when they tell you you gotta go clean up your act
 +You're the one who dragged me here and now you drag me back
 +To this Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation
 +
 +Problem is few care
 +About the people in despair
 +If you help no one
 +You're guilty in the Hellnation
 +
 +Hellnation'​s when the president asks for four more fucking years
 +Hellnation'​s when he gets it by conning poor people and peers
 +Hellnation - got no choice. What's the point of trying to vote?
 +When this country makes war, we all die in the same boat
 +In this Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation
 +
 +Problem is few care
 +About the people in despair
 +If you help no one
 +You're guilty in the Hellnation
 +(x2)
 +
 +It's the only world we've got
 +Let's protect it while we can
 +It's all there is and there ain't no more
 +
 +Hellnation - asking please for a nuclear freeze
 +So the unborn kids get their chance to live and breathe
 +Hellnation - asking aid for the minimum wage
 +So the kids of tomorrow don't wind up slaves to their trade
 +In the Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation - Hellnation
 +
 +Problem is few care
 +About the people in despair
 +If you help no one
 +You're guilty in the Hellnation
 +
 +==== This Could Be Anywhere (This Could Be Everywhere) ====
 +
 +Cold concrete apartments
 +Rise up from wet black asphalt
 +Below them a few carcasses
 +Of the long gone age of privacy
 +
 +It takes a scary kind of illness
 +To design a place like this for pay
 +Downtown'​s an endless generic mall
 +Of video games and fast food chains
 +
 +One by one the little houses are bricked up and condemned
 +A subtle hint to move before the rats move in
 +
 +This could be anywhere - Could be anywhere
 +Everywhere
 +
 +Those new kids at school seem cool
 +But dad says not to talk to them
 +Stick to your old friends
 +They'​re not our kind
 +So now there'​s lots of fights
 +
 +So many people I know
 +Come of age tense and bitter-eyed
 +Can't create so they just destroy
 +C'mon! Let's set someone'​s dog on fire
 +
 +Empty plastic culture slum suburbia is a war zone now
 +Sprouting the kinds of gangs we thought we'd left behind
 +
 +This could be anywhere
 +Could be anywhere
 +Everywhere
 +Could be anywhere
 +Could be everywhere
 +Could be anywhere
 +
 +Kids at school are taking sides
 +Along color and uniform lines
 +My dad's gone and bought a gun
 +He says he's fed up with the crime in this town
 +
 +This could be anywhere
 +This could be everywhere
 +(x2)
 +This could be anywhere - Anywhere
 +This could be everywhere - Anywhere
 +This could be anywhere - Anywhere
 +This could be everywhere
 +I hope I'm gone before it explodes
 +
 +I linger late at night waiting for the bus
 +No amount of neon jazz could hide the oozing vibes of death
 +
 +My dad's a vigilante now
 +He's bringing home these weird-ass friends
 +Like the guy who fires blanks at his T.V. when Kojak'​s on
 +Or the guy who shows off his submachine gun
 +To his sixteen-year-old daughter'​s friends
 +Whose sense of pride and hope is being in the police reserve
 +
 +This could be anywhere
 +Could be anywhere
 +Could be everywhere
 +Everywhere
 +
 +This could be anywhere
 +This could be everywhere
 +(x2)
 +Everywhere
 +
 +
 +
 +==== A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch ====
 +
 +In lonely gas stations with mini-marts you'll find rows of them for sale
 +Liquor-filled statues of Elvis Presley screw is head off and drink like a 
 +vampire
 +His disciples flock to such a fitting shrine sprawled across from his graceless ​
 +mansion
 +A shopping mall filled with prayer rugs and Elvis dolls
 +
 +And I wonder
 +Yeah! I wonder
 +Will Elvis take the place of Jesus in a thousand years
 +Religious wars
 +Barbaric laws
 +Bloodshed worldwide Over what's left of his myth
 +
 +A growing boy needs his lunch (x2)
 +
 +When pesticides get banned we're safe up north we just sell them to those other 
 +countries
 +Soon there'​s lots of exotic deformed babies, somehow that's not our fault
 +Just dip 'em in glaze paint 'em orange and green for the Arizona roadside stands
 +
 +To sell alongside plaster burros and birthbaths
 +
 +And I wonder
 +Yeah! I wonder
 +Why so many insects around us feed off the dead
 +Death squads
 +Starvation
 +Foreign aid? Just leave it to the magic of the marketplace
 +
 +A growing boy needs his lunch (x2)
 +
 +Everyone should just love each other - Dip your toe into the fire
 +Drop your guns and lawsuits and love each other - Life begins beyond the bunker
 +
 +And while you're busy hugging in the streets - Outgrowing your hatred for all to 
 +feel
 +Jiminy Cricket'​s found a game to play
 +Stick your neck out and trust - It'll be chopped away
 +
 +Jimmy through your locked front doors
 +Rifle through your sacred drawers
 +Line my pockets, deface your dreams
 +Til the cows come home to me, to me
 +
 +Nibbling like an earwig winding through your brain
 +Bound like Lawrence Harvey spreadeagle to a bed
 +The migraine gets worse when we find out we lay eggs
 +And no one in all of Borneo can hear you scream, scream
 +
 +A growing boy needs his lunch (x3)
 +
 +Turn on!
 +Tune in!
 +Cop out!
 +
 +Drop! Kick! Turn in! Tune out!
 +
 +
 +
 +Chicken Farm
 +
 +Another rainy morning mingling at the market
 +Bartering for food for another day
 +Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings
 +Executions have begun
 +
 +Sprawled in the square are today'​s broken bodies
 +Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick
 +Riffle through their pockets, peel off their clothes
 +To wear or sell when you wash out the blood
 +
 +Run my little brother
 +Run to the chicken farm
 +Opportunity'​s calling
 +You might even find a watch
 +
 +We're going down, to the chicken farm (x4)
 +
 +Napalm rains no more but the war goes on
 +Little brother died playing at the dump today
 +He found a new toy and held it up proud
 +Then it blew him to bits
 +
 +How many more children
 +Will be killed or die at birth
 +Deformed by Agent Orange
 +In our food chain forever more
 +
 +We're going down, to the chicken farm (x4)
 +
 +This time we'll buy our way out
 +I've got a plan, you wait and see
 +I smuggled you this map
 +In the gash I sliced in my thigh
 +I hope I'm there to join you, love
 +We're blown to piece one by one in this camp
 +We crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all day
 +To defuse leftover landmines - by hand, hand, hand
 +
 +We shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worst
 +If the pirates come around we might as well be dead
 +We'll be thrown in the sea or butchered if we're women
 +All in the name of gold
 +
 +One foot in a land we can barely understand
 +Can't speak the tongue of Yankee hospitality
 +Our kids at school get beat up
 +To the tune of "Boat people, go home!"
 +
 +Sliced with a machete
 +From the breast of our homeland
 +Our new world tries to spit us out
 +But it sure beats the chicken farm
 +
 +We're going down, to the chicken farm (x4)
 +
 +
 +
 +Jock-O-Rama (Invasion of the Beef Patrol)
 +
 +You really like gorillas?
 +We've got just the pet for you
 +It's the way you're forced to act
 +To survive our schools
 +
 +Make your whole life revolve around sports
 +Walk tough - don't act too smart
 +Be a mean machine
 +Then we'll let you get ahead
 +
 +Jock-O-Rama--Save my soul
 +We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol
 +The future of America is in their hands
 +Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
 +
 +Pep rally in the holy temple
 +And you're forced to go
 +Masturbate en masse
 +With the favored religious cult
 +
 +Cheerleaders yell - "Ra Ra Team"
 +From the locker room parades the prime beef
 +When archaeologists dig this up
 +They'​ll either laugh or cry
 +
 +Jock-O-Rama - On the brain
 +Redneck-a-thon driving me insane
 +The future of America is in their hands
 +Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
 +
 +Unzip that old-time religion
 +On the almighty football field
 +Beerbellies of all ages
 +Come to watch the gladiators bleed
 +
 +"Now boys, this game ain't played for fun
 +You're going out there to win
 +How d'ya win? Get out there
 +And snap the other guy's knee!"
 +
 +Beat 'em up! Beat 'em up!
 +Ra Ra Ra
 +Snap those spinal cords
 +Ha! Ha! Ha!
 +(x2)
 +
 +The star quarterback lies injured
 +Unconscious on the football field
 +Looks like his neck's been broken
 +Seems to happen somewhere every year
 +
 +His mom and dad clutch themselves and cry
 +Their favorite son will never walk again
 +Coach says, "That boy gave a hundred percent
 +What spirit! What a man!"
 +
 +But who cares?
 +Game's over! - Let's go get wasted man
 +To the 7-11! To the liquor store!
 +Let's party all night and party some more
 +
 +Another Trans-Am Wrapped itself around a telephone pole
 +"I ain't drunk, officer, I just fell gettin'​ out of my car"
 +"​Don'​t worry about it, son, we were that way when we were young
 +You've got all the skills to make a damn good businessman"​
 +
 +What's the point?
 +
 +Jock-O-Rama--Save my soul
 +We're under the thumb of the Beef Patrol
 +The future of America is in their hands
 +Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
 +
 +Jock-O-Rama - that's the law
 +Come lick the butts of the Beef Patrol
 +If the future of America is handed to them
 +Watch it roll over Niagara Falls
 +
 +
 +
 +Goons of Hazzard
 +
 +Happy hour belongs to America'​s best-loved thugs
 +Here comes the 4-wheel-drive prosthetic penises
 +Got yer gun racks, tractor tires and lynch mob drivers
 +We couldn'​t find a chick to sit in the middle
 +So we drink ourselves sick
 +Lean out the windows and pinch ass instead
 +
 +We are the Goons of Hazzard
 +Glorified on your T.V.
 +We run down bikes and hitch hikers
 +Cos we know we'll get off scot-free
 +
 +We're the vigilante heroes of your tough-guy flicks
 +Bashing punks & bums and fags with our baseball bats
 +No deer to blow away, if it works today
 +So we go to Oroville and shoot a black kid down
 +Or waste demonstrators in Greensboro instead
 +
 +We are the Goons of Hazzard
 +Glorified on your T.V.
 +We leave you in a pool of blood
 +Cos we know we'll get off scot-free
 +
 +Let's get him! Get him!
 +C'​mere! C'mere
 +Say something to me?
 +We've got him cornered (x2)
 +Is anybody looking?
 +Does anybody even care?
 +No!
 +
 +Local papers paint us up to be big heroes
 +City fathers & Chambers of Commerce want us deputized
 +The stoner gestapo keepin'​ your town clean
 +Get a shave, kid, we'll pay you as the strike-breaker
 +Maybe you'll make Tac Squad for the L.A.P.D.
 +
 +We are the Goons of Hazzard
 +Glorified on your T.V.
 +We leave you in a pool of blood
 +Cos we always get off scot-free
 +Free! Scot-free! scot-free!
 +We always get off (x2)
 +We always get off free!
 +
 +==== M.T.V. - Get Off the Air ====
 +
 +Fun, Fun, Fun, in the fluffy chair
 +Flame up the herb
 +Woof down the beer, etc
 +
 +
 +"Hi! I'm your video DJ
 +I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
 +I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go
 +My job is to help destroy
 +What's left of your imagination
 +By feeding you endless doses
 +Of sugar-coated mindless garbage
 +So don't create, Be sedate
 +Be a vegetable at home
 +And thwack on that dial
 +If we have our way even you will believe
 +This is the future of rock and roll"
 +
 +How far will you go
 +How low will you stoop
 +To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated swill
 +You've turned rock and roll rebellion
 +Into Pat Boone sedation
 +Making sure nothing'​s left to the imagination
 +
 +M.T.V. - Get off the (x2)
 +M.T.V. - Get off the air
 +M.T.V. - Get off the (x2)
 +M.T.V. - Get off the air
 +Get off the air
 +
 +See the latest rejects from the muppet show
 +Shake their tits and their dicks as they lip-synch on screen
 +There'​s something I don't like about a band who always smiles
 +Another tax write-off for some schmuck who doesn'​t care
 +
 +M.T.V. - Get off the (x2)
 +M.T.V. - Get off the air
 +M.T.V. - Get off the (x2)
 +M.T.V. - Get off the air
 +Get off the air (x3)
 +
 +
 +And so it was, our beloved corporate gods
 +Claimed they created rock video
 +Allowing it to sink as low in one year
 +As commercial T.V. has in 25
 +
 +"​It'​s the new frontier"​ they say
 +"​It'​s wide open, anything can happen"​
 +But you've got a lot of nerve
 +To call yourself a pioneer
 +When you're too god-damn conservative
 +To take real chances
 +
 +Tin-eared
 +Graph-paper brained accountants
 +Instead of music fans
 +Call all the shots at giant record companies now
 +The lowest common denominator rules
 +
 +Forget honesty
 +Forget creativity
 +The dumbest buy the mostest
 +That's the name of the game
 +But sales are slumping
 +And no one will say why
 +Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!?
 +
 +M.T.V. - Get off the air
 +NOW!
 +
 +==== At My Job ====
 +
 +If your machine might slip a gear
 +Push this button to help it clear
 +
 +Your time card says your name's Joe
 +But we'll call you 6-3-0
 +
 +I'm working at my job
 +I'm so happy
 +More boring by the day
 +But they pay me
 +
 +All that time spent going to school
 +Just to end up following rules
 +
 +I'm working at my job
 +I'm so happy
 +More boring by the day
 +But they pay me
 +
 +Now it's time to take a break
 +Don't stray too far or you'll be late
 +
 +Thank you for your service and a long career
 +Glad you gave us your best years
 +
 +I'm working at my job
 +I'm so happy
 +More boring by the day
 +But they pay me
 +
 +I'm working at my job
 +I'm so happy
 +More boring by the day
 +But they pay me
 +
 +==== Stars And Stripes Of Corruption ====
 +
 +Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night
 +I couldn'​t wait I headed straight for the Capitol Mall
 +
 +My heart began to pound. Yahoo! It really exists
 +The American International Pictures logo
 +
 +I looked up at the Capitol Building
 +Couldn'​t help but wonder why
 +I felt like saying "​Hello,​ old friend"​
 +
 +Walked up the hill to touch it
 +Then I unzipped my pants
 +And pissed on it when nobody was looking
 +
 +Like a great eternal Klansman
 +With his two flashing red eyes
 +Turn around he's always watching
 +The Washington monument pricks the sky
 +With flags like pubic hair ringed round the bottom
 +
 +The symbols of our heritage
 +Lit up proudly in the night
 +Somehow fits to see the homeless people
 +Passed out on the lawn
 +
 +So this is where it happens
 +The power games and the bribes
 +All lobbying for a piece of ass
 +Of the stars and stripes of corruption
 +
 +Makes me feel so ashamed
 +To be an American
 +When we're too stuck up to learn from our mistakes
 +Trying to start another Vietnam
 +Like fiddling while Rome burns at home
 +The Boss says, "​You'​re laid off. Blame the Japanese"​
 +
 +"​America'​s back," alright
 +At the game it plays the worst
 +Strip mining the world like a slave plantation
 +
 +No wonder others hate us
 +And the Hitlers we handpick
 +To bleed their people dry
 +For our evil empire
 +
 +The drug we're fed
 +To make us like it
 +Is God and country with a band
 +
 +People we know who should know better
 +Howl, "​America rules. Let's go to war!"
 +Business scams are what's worth dying for
 +
 +But are the Soviets our worst enemy?
 +We're destroying ourselves instead
 +Who cares about our civil rights
 +As long as I get paid?
 +
 +The blind Me-Generation
 +Doesn'​t care if life's a lie
 +So easily used, so proud to enforce
 +The stars and stripes of corruption
 +
 +Let's bring it all down! (x3)
 +Down! Down! Down!Down! (x3)
 +
 +Tell me who's the real patriots
 +The Archie Bunker slobs waving flags?
 +Or the people with the guts to work
 +For some real change
 +
 +Rednecks and bombs don't make us strong
 +We loot the world, yet we can't even feed ourselves
 +Our real test of strength is caring
 +Not the toys of war we sell the world
 +
 +Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms
 +Old glory for a blanket
 +As you suck on your thumbs
 +Real freedom scares you
 +Cos it means responsibility
 +
 +==== So you chicken out and threaten me ====
 +
 +Saying, "Love it or leave it"
 +I'll get beat up if I criticize it
 +You say you'll fight to the death
 +To save your useless flag
 +
 +If you want a banana republic that bad
 +Why don't you go move to one
 +
 +But what can just one of us do?
 +Against all that money and power
 +Trying to crush us into roaches?
 +We don't destroy society in a day
 +Until we change ourselves first
 +From the inside out
 +We can start by not lying so much
 +And treating other people like dirt
 +It's easy not to base our lives
 +On how much we can scam
 +And you know
 +It feels good to lift that monkey off our backs
 +
 +I'm thankful I live in a place
 +Where I can say the things I do
 +Without being taken out and shot
 +So I'm guard against the goons
 +Trying to take my rights away
 +We've got to rise above the need for cops and laws
 +Let kids learn communication
 +Instead of schools pushing competition
 +How about more art and theater instead of sports?
 +
 +People will always do drugs, let's legalize them!
 +Crime drops when the mob can't price them
 +Budget'​s in the red? Let's tax religion
 +
 +No one will do it for us
 +We'll just have to fix ourselves
 +Honesty ain't all that hard
 +Just put Rambo back inside your pants
 +Causing trouble for the system is much more fun
 +
 +Thank you for the toilet paper
 +But your flag is meaningless to me
 +Look around, we're all people
 +Who needs countries anyway?
 +
 +Our land I love it too
 +I think I love it more than you
 +I care enough to fight
 +The stars and stripes of corruption
 +
 +Let's bring it all down! (x3)
 +If we don't try
 +If we just lie
 +If we can't find a way to do it better than this
 +Who will?
 +
 +==== Kill The Poor ====
 +
 +Efficiency and progress is ours once more
 +Now that we have the Neutron bomb
 +It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done
 +Away with excess enemy
 +With no less value to property
 +No sense in war but perfect sense at home...
 +
 +The sun beams down on a brand new day
 +No more welfare taxe to pay
 +Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light
 +Jobless millions whisked away
 +At last we have more room to play
 +All systems go to kill the poor tonight
 +
 +Gonna
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
 +
 +Behold the sparkle of champagne
 +The crime rate's gone, feel free again
 +O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
 +Jane Fonda on the screen today
 +Convinced the liberals it's okay
 +So let's get dressed and dance away the night
 +
 +While they...
 +
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
 +(x2)
 +
 +Behold the sparkle of champagne
 +The crime rate's gone, feel free again
 +O' life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White
 +Jane Fonda on the screen today
 +Convinced the liberals it's okay
 +So let's get dressed and dance away the night
 +
 +While they...
 +
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor
 +Kill Kill Kill Kill Kill the poor... Tonight
 +(x3)
 +
 +==== Forward To Death ====
 +
 +I don't need your way of life
 +I can't stand your attitudes
 +I can do without a strife
 +I don't need this fucking world
 +I don't need this fucking world
 +This world brings me down
 +Gag with every breath
 +This worls brings me down
 +I'm looking forward to death
 +
 +It's seems so unreal to me
 +So much hate and so much pity
 +I can't take another day
 +It's such a bore
 +It's get me really sore
 +I don't need this fucking world
 +I don't need this fucking world
 +This world brings me down
 +Gag with every breath
 +This worls brings me down
 +I'm looking forward to death
 +
 +Looking forward to death (x2)
 +
 +==== When Ya Get Drafted ====
 +
 +Are you believing the morning papers?
 +War is coming back in style
 +There'​s generals here, advisors there
 +And Russians nibbling everywhere
 +The chessboard'​s filling up with red
 +We make more profits when we blow off their heads
 +
 +Economy is looking bad, let's start another war When ya get drafted
 +Fan the fires of racist hatred, we want total war When ya get drafted
 +
 +Drooling fingers, panic buttons
 +Playing with missiles like they'​re toys
 +There'​s easy money, easy job
 +Espacially when you build the bombs
 +That blow big cities of the map
 +Just guess who profits when we build 'em back up
 +
 +Yeah, what Big Business wants Big Business gets, it want a war When ya get 
 +drafted
 +Trilateral Commission goonies laugh and scheme for more When ya get drafted
 +Call the Army! Call the Navy! Stocked with kids from slums When ya get drafted
 +
 +If you can't afford a slick attorney we might make you a spy
 +
 +Forget your demonstrations,​ kids today sits on their ass When ya get drafted
 +Just a six-pack and you're happy We're prepared for when ya get drafted When ya 
 +get drafted
 +
 +==== Let's Lynch The Landlord ====
 +
 +The landlord'​s here to visit
 +They'​re blasting disco down below
 +Sez, "​I'​m doubling the rent
 +Cos the building'​s condemned
 +You're gonna help me buy City Hall"
 +
 +But we can, you know we can (x2)
 +Let's lynch the landlord man
 +
 +I tell 'em "Turn on the water"
 +I tell 'em "Turn on the heat"
 +Tell me "All you ever do is complain"​
 +Then they search the place when I'm not here
 +
 +But we can, you know we can (x2)
 +Let's lynch the landlord (x2)
 +Let's lynch the landlord man
 +
 +There'​s rats chewin'​ up the kitchen
 +Roaches up to my knees
 +Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah
 +Till the rain pours through the ceilling
 +
 +But we can, you know we can (x2)
 +Let's lynch the landlord (x2)
 +Let's lynch the landlord man
 +The landlord man
 +
 +==== Drug Me ====
 +
 +I don't wanna to think
 +Don't make me care
 +I wanna melt in with the group
 +I need the balls
 +To leap out of my shell
 +And let go with my friends
 +
 +Can't come up with anything I want to do
 +I need a project I can finish
 +My brain needs some stimulation
 +
 +DRUG ME (x4)
 +
 +I'm so fucking tired
 +I gotta stay awake and get to work
 +I'm runnin'​ late
 +I gotta make it through the day
 +And make my time go by
 +
 +TV and the stereo and girls are a lots of fun
 +I want the max
 +I relate better loaded
 +"Got ta see the movie stoned"​
 +
 +DRUG ME (x4)
 +
 +Drug me - with natural vitamin C
 +Drug me - with pharmaceutical speed
 +Drug me - with your sleeping pills
 +Drug me - with your crossword puzzles
 +Drug me - with your magazines
 +Drug me - with your fuck machines
 +With fountain of fads
 +More rock and roll ads...
 +DRUG ME (x4)
 +
 +Finally off of work
 +Unwind, and watch the ball game at the bar
 +Another potato chip weekend
 +Is here at last
 +
 +Go away - Go away - Go away - Go away - Go away
 +Leave me alone so I can't see myself
 +
 +DRUG ME (x4)
 +
 +Your Emotions
 +
 +Your mommy told you this
 +And your daddy told you that
 +Always think like this
 +And never do that
 +You learned so many feelings
 +But what is there to that
 +Which are really yours
 +Or are you just a copycat
 +
 +The school told you this
 +And the church told you that
 +Memorise this
 +????
 +
 +You're so boring boring boring
 +Always tape machine recording
 +You're so boring boring boring
 +I've heard all this before
 +
 +Planless and mindless scraps from anywhere
 +Bunch of used parts from garbage pails everywhere
 +Frankenstein became a monster just like you
 +Your scars only show when someone talks to you
 +
 +You're so boring, boring, boring
 +Always tape machine recording
 +You're so boring, boring, boring
 +I've heard all this before (x3)
 +Your emotions make you a monster (x4)
 +
 +==== Chemical Warfare ====
 +
 +Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses
 +Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits
 +Been sitting there for years I'm gonna have it
 +I cut through the fence, run in and grab it
 +Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
 +
 +Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket
 +Climb on a tree, on a branch and drop it
 +On the country club full of Saturday golfers
 +So I can watch them die, chokin'​ shakin'​ in convulsions
 +Go crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
 +
 +Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
 +Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
 +(x2)
 +
 +Panic in the air, see the headless chicken runnin'​
 +Golf carts head on crashin',​ crackin'​ heads wide open
 +Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breath
 +And roll and writhe in a sandtrap strarting to heave
 +Claw those clubs, lemme see you seethe
 +Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
 +
 +Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
 +Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
 +(x2)
 +
 +Yellow air
 +Yellow clouds
 +Blowin'​ down down down the fairway
 +Sensitive to the touch
 +Movin' down down the putting green
 +Heading straight for the big club house
 +Where the stuffed country club
 +Effervescent ladies, so carefree
 +Relax, pose by the pool
 +Limber limp with a dry martini
 +Until...
 +
 +Chemical Warfare, Chemical Warfare
 +Chemical Warfare, Warfare, Warfare
 +(x2)
 +
 +==== California Über Alles ====
 +
 +I am Governor Jerry Brown
 +My aura smiles and never frown
 +Soon I will be president!
 +
 +Carter power will soon go away
 +I will be Fürher one day
 +I will command all of you
 +Your kids will meditate in school
 +Your kids will meditate in school!
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Zen fascists will control you
 +100% natural
 +You will jog for the master race
 +And always wear the happy face
 +Close your eyes, can't happen here
 +Big Bro' on white horse is near
 +The hippies won't come back you say
 +Mellow out or you will pay
 +Mellow out or you will pay!
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Now it's 1984
 +Knock-knock at your front door
 +It's the suede/denim secret police
 +They have come for your uncool niece
 +Come quietly to the camp
 +You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
 +Don't you worry, it's only a shower
 +For your clothes here's a pretty flower...
 +
 +DIE on organic poison gas
 +Serpent'​s egg's already hatched
 +You will croak, you little clown
 +When you mess with president Brown
 +When you mess with president Brown!
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +==== I Kill Children ====
 +
 +God told me to skin you alive
 +
 +I kill children
 +I love to see them die
 +I kill children
 +And make them mamas cry
 +Crush 'em under my car
 +I wanna hear them scream
 +Feed 'em poison candy
 +To spoil their Halloween
 +
 +So you're in the kids' ward
 +You're in there cos you're ill
 +How about some Pavulon
 +So I can see you chill
 +Time to hit the school bus
 +I think I'll shoot the tires
 +Offer them a helping hand
 +Of open telephone wires
 +
 +Ever wanted to die? Of course you have!
 +But I won't until I get my revenge
 +??? too many way
 +I don't wanna see people any more
 +Thing I never ever saw before
 +Make me see them for the shit they are
 +Take as many as I can away with me
 +Anyone can be king for a day
 +
 +So I kill children
 +I love to see them die
 +I kill children
 +And make their mamas cry
 +I kill children
 +I bang their heads in doors
 +I kill children
 +Can't hardly wait for yours (x7)
 +
 +==== Stealing People'​s Mail ====
 +
 +We ain't goin' to the party
 +We ain't goin' to the game
 +We ain't goin' to the disco
 +Ain't gonna cruise down main
 +
 +We're stealing people'​s mail
 +Stealing people'​s mail (x4)
 +On a Friday night
 +
 +Drivin'​ in the mountains
 +Winding 'round and 'round
 +Rummage through your mailboxes
 +Take your mail back to town
 +
 +And we got licence plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
 +Checks to politicians from real estate firms
 +Money, bills and canceled checks
 +Pretty funny pictures of your kids
 +
 +Gonna steal your mail
 +On a Friday night
 +We're gonna steal your mail
 +By the pale moonlight
 +
 +We got grocery sackful, after grocery sackful
 +After grocery sackful, after grocery sackful (x2)
 +Of the private lives of you
 +
 +People say that we're crazy
 +Sick and all alone
 +But when we read your letters
 +We roll on the floor
 +
 +And we got licence plates, wedding gifts, tax returns
 +Checks to politicians from real estate firms
 +Money, bills and canceled checks
 +We cut relashionship with your friends
 +
 +Gonna steal your mail
 +On a Friday night
 +We're gonna steal your mail
 +By the pale moonlight
 +
 +We better not get caught
 +We'll be dumbed in institutions
 +Where we'll be drugged and shocked
 +Till we come out born-again Christians
 +
 +Stealing people'​s mail (x3)
 +Stealing people'​s mail on a friday night!
 +
 +==== Funland At The Beach ====
 +
 +Sunny Sunday at the amusement park
 +See the fat kids spill their pop
 +Oh babe! lots of flags and balloons
 +But someone sabotaged the rollercoaster last night
 +
 +Ran a turn and then it smashed right down
 +Through the crowded haunted house below
 +Oh No!
 +Human hamburger No!
 +
 +And it's crushed little kids
 +Cruched little kids (x2)
 +Adorn the boardwalk
 +
 +Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk (x4)
 +
 +See the tourist drop their jaws and cones
 +See the owners smell a big lawsuit
 +Oh Police! Call your lawyer first
 +Make the witnesses go home
 +And they'​ll turn on the TV
 +
 +And see crushed little kids
 +Cruched little kids (x2)
 +Adorn the boardwalk
 +Crushed little kids (x3)
 +Adorn the boardwalk
 +Crushed little kids, adorn the boardwalk (x3)
 +
 +==== Ill In The Head ====
 +
 +In a desprate mind
 +Little gardens grows
 +They grow very wide
 +They grow very tall
 +
 +Why am I alive?
 +Urban Wonderland
 +By the fence I stand
 +In and out of hand
 +
 +There are many paths
 +Dripping dark so dense
 +Do not enter here
 +Enter over there
 +
 +Why am I alive?
 +Urban Wonderland
 +By the fence I stand
 +In and out of hand
 +
 +People closing in
 +Barking at my mind
 +Shoving me to wine
 +I want all alone
 +
 +I want my own home!
 +I want my own girl!
 +Help me hate the world
 +Own and love my life
 +
 +Why am I alive?
 +Urban Wonderland
 +By the fence I stand
 +In and out of hand
 +
 +==== Holiday In Cambodia ====
 +
 +So you been to school
 +For a year or two
 +And you know you've seen it all
 +In daddy'​s car
 +Thinkin'​ you'll go far
 +Back east your type don't crawl
 +
 +Play ethnicky jazz
 +To parade your snazz
 +On you five grand stereo
 +Braggin'​ that you know
 +How the niggers feel cold
 +And the slum's got so much soul
 +
 +It's time to taste what you most fear
 +Right Guard will not help you here
 +Brace yourself, my dear
 +Brace yourself, my dear...
 +
 +It's a holiday in Cambodia
 +It's tough kid, but it's life
 +It's a holiday in Cambodia
 +Don't forget to pack a wife
 +
 +You're a star-belly sneech
 +You suck like a leech
 +You want everyone to act like you
 +Kiss ass while you bitch
 +So you can get rich
 +But your boss gets richer off you
 +
 +Well you'll work harder
 +With a gun in your back
 +For a bowl of rice a day
 +Slave for soldiers
 +Till you starve
 +Then your head is skewered on a stake
 +
 +Now you can go where people are one
 +Now you can go where they get things done
 +What you need, my son
 +What you need, my son...
 +
 +Is a holiday in Cambodia
 +Where people dress in black
 +Need a holiday in Cambodia
 +Where you'll kiss ass or crack
 +
 +Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot (x2)
 +
 +And it's a holiday in Cambodia
 +Where you'll do what you're told
 +A holiday in Cambodia
 +Where the slum's got so much soul
 +
 +Pol Pot
 +
 +==== Viva Las Vegas ====
 +
 +Bright lights city gonna set my soul
 +It's gonna set my soul on fire
 +Got a whole lot-a-money that's ready to burn
 +So get those stakes up high
 +
 +There'​s a thousand pretty women waiting out there
 +They'​re all waiting the Devil may care
 +And I'm just a devil with love to spare, so
 +VIVA LAS VEGAS! (x3)
 +
 +How I wish that there were more
 +Than the twenty four hours in the day
 +Even if I ran out of speed, boy
 +I wouldn'​t sleep a minute of the way
 +
 +Oh there'​s blackjack and poker and the roulette wheel
 +A fortune won and lost on every deal
 +All you need is sonar and nerves of steel, so
 +VIVA LAS VEGAS! (x3)
 +
 +Viva Las Vegas
 +Where the neon signs are flashing
 +And the one arm bandits crashing
 +All hopes down the drain
 +
 +Viva Las Vegas
 +Turning day into night time
 +Turning night into daytime
 +If you see it once you'll never be the same again
 +
 +Gotta keep on running
 +Gonna have me some fun
 +If it costs me my very last dime
 +If I wind up broke
 +Then I'll always remember that
 +I had a swingin'​ time
 +
 +Oh, I'm gonna give it everything I've got
 +Lady Luck's with me, the dice stay hot
 +Got coke up my nose to dry away the snot, so
 +VIVA LAS VEGAS! (x3)
 +VIVA! VIVA!
 +LAS VEGAS!
 +
 +==== Police Truck ====
 +
 +Tonight'​s the night that we got the truck
 +We're goin' downtown, gonna beat up drunks
 +Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
 +It's the late late shift no one to fear
 +And ride, ride, how we ride
 +And ride, lowride
 +
 +It's round-up time where the good whores meet
 +Gonna drag one screaming off the street
 +And ride, ride, how we ride
 +
 +Got a black uniform and a silver badge
 +Playin'​ cops for real, playin'​ cops for pay
 +Let's ride, lowride
 +
 +Pull down your dress here's a kick in the ass
 +Let's beat you blue till you shit in your pants
 +Don't move, child, got a big black stick
 +There'​s six of us, babe, so suck on my dick
 +And ride, ride, how we ride
 +Let's ride, lowride
 +
 +The Left newspapers migth whine a bit
 +But the guys at the station, they don't give a shit
 +Dispatch calls, "Are you doin' something wicked?"​
 +"No, siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets"​
 +Let's we ride, ride, how we ride
 +And we ride, ride, how we ride
 +As we ride, ride, how we ride
 +Let's ride, lowride.
 +
 +==== Too Drunk To Fuck ====
 +
 +Went to a party, I danced all night
 +I drank 16 beers and I started up a fight
 +But now I'm jaded, you're out of luck
 +I'm rolling down the stairs, too drunk to fuck
 +
 +Too drunk to fuck (x3)
 +I'm too drunk, too drunk
 +Too drunk to fuck
 +
 +I like your stories, I love your gun
 +Shooting out cop tires sounds like loads and loads of fun
 +But in my room wish you were dead
 +You ball like the baby in Eraserhead
 +
 +Too drunk to fuck (x3)
 +I'm too drunk, too drunk
 +Too drunk to fuck
 +(x2)
 +
 +I'm 'bout to drop, my head's a mess
 +The only salvation is I'll never see you again
 +You give me head it makes it worse
 +Take out your fuckin'​ retainer, put it in your purse
 +
 +I'm too drunk to fuck
 +You're too drunk to fuck
 +Too drunk, to fuck
 +It's all I need right now, oh baby!
 +I'm melting like an ice cream bar,
 +Oh baby
 +And now I got diarrhea
 +Too drunk to fuck
 +Yeah, Yeah (x3)
 +Ooooohhh...
 +
 +==== California Über Alles ====
 +
 +I am Governor Jerry Brown
 +My aura smiles and never frowns
 +Soon I will be President...
 +
 +Carter power will soon go away
 +I will be Führer one day
 +I will command all of you
 +Your kids will meditate in school (x2)
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Zen fascists will control you
 +Hundred percent natural
 +You will jog for the master race
 +And always wear the happy face
 +
 +Close your eyes, can't happen here
 +Big Bro' on white horse is near
 +The hippies won't come back you say
 +Mellow out or you will pay (x2)
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Now it is 1984
 +Knock knock at your front door
 +It's the suede/denim secret police
 +They have come for your uncool niece
 +
 +Come quietly to the camp
 +You'd look nice as a drawstring lamp
 +Don't you worry, it's only a shower
 +For your clothes here's a pretty flower
 +
 +Die on organic poison gas
 +Serpent'​s egg's already hatched
 +You will croak, you little clown
 +When you mess with President Brown (x2)
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +==== The Man With The Dogs ====
 +
 +I am no one
 +But I am well known
 +For I am the Man With the Dogs
 +
 +I stare at you shopping
 +Watch while you're walking
 +Two dogs run around your toes
 +
 +You turn around
 +Two eyes break you down
 +"Now, who does that guy think he's starin'​ at?"
 +
 +Stop in your tracks
 +You're being laughed at
 +Your armored ego is nude
 +
 +And I do and I do
 +Crack up cos I'm getting to you
 +I see you, I see you
 +And you're pretty self-conscious too
 +
 +Down to your church
 +I'm looking for victims
 +Spell of the Man With the Dogs
 +
 +I'll haunt you
 +And follow you to work
 +That ghost is back again
 +
 +Creep into you
 +I won't go away
 +You're taking yourself too seriously
 +
 +I smile as you frown
 +And turn to walk away
 +Your habits for all to see
 +
 +I see a shrew, I see you
 +And the rodent things you do
 +You see you I see you
 +And you're pretty self-conscious too
 +
 +And I'm gonna crack your mask
 +Yeah and I'm gonna laugh
 +Open wide....
 +
 +Saw you again
 +You'll see me tomorrow
 +Curse of the Man With the Dogs
 +
 +You may not like me
 +You won't forget me
 +Not safe even in Walgreen'​s
 +
 +They'​ve seen me
 +Ask your friends
 +"Oh, I know him"
 +Seen but I'm never heard by your lot
 +
 +A stare
 +Is worth a thousand biting phrases
 +See how stupid you are?
 +
 +I dare you, I dare you
 +To erase my laser tattoo
 +You see, you see you
 +And you're pretty self-conscious too
 +
 +And I'm gonna crack your mask
 +Yeah, and I'm gonna laugh
 +What's inside?
 +Is it pubic hair
 +Is it cobweb air
 +I bet you just don't care
 +
 +==== Insight ====
 +
 +Who's that kid in the back of the room (x2)
 +He's setting all his papers on fire (x2)
 +Where did he get that crazy smile (x2)
 +We all think he's really weird (x2)
 +
 +We never talk to him
 +He never looks quite right
 +He laughs at us
 +We just beat him up
 +What he sees escapes our sight, sight
 +
 +We've never seen him with the girls (x2)
 +He's talking to himself again (x2)
 +
 +Why doesn'​t he want tons of friends (x2)
 +Says he's bored when we hang around (x2)
 +
 +We never talk to him
 +He never looks quite right
 +He laughs at us
 +We just beat him up
 +What he sees escapes our sight, sight
 +
 +We're all planning our careers (x3)
 +He says we're growing old
 +
 +==== Life Sentence ====
 +
 +You used to be a partner in crime
 +Now you say you ain't got the time
 +Gotta get serious, gotta plan
 +Gotta pass those entrance exams
 +
 +Oh my God!
 +It's your senior year
 +All you care about is your career
 +
 +It's your Life Sentence
 +Life Sentence (x3)
 +
 +You're squelching your emotions
 +All you talk about is old times
 +You don't do what you want to
 +But you do the same thing everyday
 +
 +No sense of humor
 +But such good manners
 +Now you're an adult
 +You're boring
 +
 +It's your Life Sentence
 +Life Sentence (x3)
 +
 +The walls are closing in
 +You stayed too long in school
 +
 +I'd rather stay a child
 +And keep my self-respect
 +If being an adult
 +Means being like you
 +
 +Are you really you you you
 +you you you you you you
 +Are you really you?
 +No
 +
 +You're a chained-up dog fenced in a yard
 +Don't see much, you can't go far
 +Pace and froth, you're getting sick
 +Run too fast it'll snap your neck
 +
 +Say you'll break out
 +But you never do
 +You're just another ant in the hill
 +It's your Life Sentence
 +Life Sentence (x7)
 +
 +==== A Child And His Lawnmower ====
 +
 +Some clown in Sacramento was dragged into court,
 +He shot his landmower it disobeyed it would start.
 +Might makes right, it's the American way®.
 +They fined him $60 and send him on his way.
 +
 +You know some people don't take no shit,
 +Maybe if they did they'd have half a brain left.
 +
 +You know some people don't take no shit,
 +Maybe if they did they'd have half a brain left.
 +
 +==== Holiday In Cambodia ====
 +
 +So you been to school
 +For a year or two
 +And you know you've seen it all
 +In daddy'​s car
 +Thinkin'​ you'll go far
 +Back east your type don't crawl
 +
 +Play ethnicky jazz
 +To parade your snazz
 +On you five grand stereo
 +Braggin'​ that you know
 +How the niggers feel cold
 +And the slum's got so much soul
 +
 +It's time to taste what you most fear
 +Right Guard will not help you here
 +Brace yourself, my dear
 +Brace yourself, my dear...
 +
 +It's a holiday in Cambodia
 +It's tough kid, but it's life
 +It's a holiday in Cambodia
 +Don't forget to pack a wife
 +
 +You're a star-belly sneech
 +You suck like a leech
 +You want everyone to act like you
 +Kiss ass while you bitch
 +So you can get rich
 +But your boss gets richer off you
 +
 +Well you'll work harder
 +With a gun in your back
 +For a bowl of rice a day
 +Slave for soldiers
 +Till you starve
 +Then your head is skewered on a stake
 +
 +Now you can go where people are one
 +Now you can go where they get things done
 +What you need, my son
 +What you need, my son...
 +
 +Is a holiday in Cambodia
 +Where people dress in black
 +A holiday in Cambodia
 +Where you'll kiss ass or crack
 +
 +Pol Pot - Pol Pot - Pol Pot - Pol Pot (x2)
 +
 +And it's a holiday in Cambodia
 +Where you'll do what you're told
 +A holiday in Cambodia
 +Where the slum's got so much soul
 +
 +Pol Pol
 +
 +==== I Fought The Law ====
 +
 +Drinkin'​ beer in the hot sun
 +I fought the law and I won (x2)
 +
 +I needed sex and I got mine
 +I fought the law and I won (x2)
 +
 +The law don't mean shit if you've got the right friends
 +That's how this country'​s run
 +Twinkies are the best friend I've ever had
 +I fought the law and I won (x2)
 +
 +I blew George & Harvey'​s brains out with my six-gun
 +I fought the law and I won (x2)
 +
 +Gonna write my book and make a million
 +I fought the law and I won (x2)
 +
 +I'm the new folk hero of the Ku Klux Klan
 +My cop friends think it's fine
 +You can get away with murder if you've got a badge
 +I fought the law and I won (x3)
 +I am the law so I... won
 +
 +==== Saturday Night Holocaust ====
 +
 +There'​s a prefab building and a funny smell
 +Around the hills outside of town
 +Every now and then we wonder
 +But we shrug our shoulders and get back to work
 +
 +There'​s a railroad there and trains go by
 +And there'​s people locked in cattle cars
 +And have you noticed the french fries at the A&W
 +Taste a little strange?
 +
 +I drive down to the disco
 +Pompadour and pink lamme
 +I bow and blow the doorman
 +He parts the chain, says join the game
 +
 +A quick line in the girl's room
 +To the bar for the electrodes
 +A coin into the right slit
 +Tape my temple and watch me go!
 +
 +Blacks are banned 'cept on the records
 +h' life's a cabaret
 +Like Berlin, 1930
 +All I crave is my escape
 +
 +Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
 +And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
 +Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
 +Up and down your spandex ass
 +
 +If I lit a match to you
 +You'd melt before my eyes
 +C'mere my pretty glow-worm
 +You look so fine to dance with me
 +
 +The fly-eye lights are throbbin'​
 +I'm burning up the floor
 +Whirling twirling
 +Close my eyes, no faces judging me
 +
 +Now I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
 +And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
 +Slip my fingers down your Barbie-doll dress
 +Up and down your spandex ass
 +
 +A Hitler youth in jogging suit
 +Smiling face banded round his arm
 +Says "Line up, you've got work to do
 +We need dog food for the poor"
 +
 +A scream bleats out, we're herded into lines
 +Customized vans wait outside
 +I'm getting scared of my new home
 +To Auschwitz condominiums we go
 +Oh no
 +
 +But I want your perfect Barbie-doll lips
 +And I want your perfect Barbie-doll eyes
 +My fingers down your dress
 +One more time
 +
 +==== Pull My $trings ====
 +
 +Hold it! We gotta prove we're adults now. We're not a Punk-Rock band, we're a 
 +New-Wave band!
 +
 +I'm tired of self-respect
 +I can't afford a car
 +I wanna be a prefab superstar
 +
 +I wanna be a tool
 +Don't need no soul
 +Wanna make big money
 +Playing rock and roll
 +
 +I'll make my music boring
 +I'll play my music slow
 +I ain't no artist, I'm a businessman
 +No ideas of my own
 +
 +I won't offend
 +Or rock the boat
 +Just sex and drugs
 +And rock and roll
 +
 +And here we go with
 +Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool... My Payola! (x2)
 +
 +You'll pay ten bucks to see me*
 +On a fifteen foot high stage
 +Fat-ass bouncers kick the shit
 +Out of kids who try to dance
 +
 +If my friends say
 +I've lost my guts
 +I'll laugh and say
 +That's rock and roll
 +
 +But there'​s just one problem...
 +
 +Is my cock big enough
 +Is my brain small enough
 +For you to make me a star
 +
 +Give me a toot
 +I'll sell you my soul
 +Pull my strings and I'll go far
 +
 +Give me a toot
 +I'll sell you my soul
 +Pull my strings and I'll go far
 +
 +And when I'm rich
 +And meet Bob Hope
 +We'll shoot some golf
 +And shoot some dope
 +
 +Is my cock big enough
 +Is my brain small enough
 +For you to make me a star
 +
 +Give me a toot
 +I'll sell you my soul
 +Pull my strings and I'll go far
 +
 +Is my cock big enough
 +Is my brain small enough
 +For you to make me a star
 +
 +Is my cock big enough
 +Is my brain small enough
 +For you to make me a star
 +
 +Is my cock big enough
 +Is my brain small enough
 +For you to make me a star
 +
 +Give me a toot
 +I'll sell you my soul
 +Pull my strings and I'll go far
 +
 +Give me a toot
 +I'll sell you my soul
 +Pull my strings and I'll go far
 +
 +And drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool... My Payola!
 +Drool, drool, drool, drool, drool, drool... My Payola!
 +
 +==== Short Songs ====
 +
 +
 +I like short songs (x13)
 +
 +==== Straight A's ====
 +
 +Brain death, blind desk, school damage, straigh A's
 +
 +Sixteen, on the honor roll, I wish that I was dead
 +Hate my Parents, I got zits and bruises round my head
 +Pressure'​s on to get good grades so I can be like them
 +Do my homework all the time I can't go out just then
 +
 +People they ain't friends at all, they tease and suck me dry
 +Yell at me when I fuck up and party while I cry
 +I look so big on paper, I feel so very small
 +Wanna die and you don't care, just stride on down the hall
 +
 +Suicide - suicide
 +Read the paper, wonder why
 +Turn the light out, then you cry
 +It's you fault, you made me die
 +
 +Touch me won't, you touch me now so frozen I can't love
 +When I was born my mama cried and picked me up with gloves
 +Girls, they kick me in the eye, want answers to the tests
 +When they get them they drive off and leave me home to rest
 +
 +Hold my head
 +Make me warm
 +Tell me I am loved
 +Give me hope
 +Let me cry
 +Make me feel
 +Give me touch
 +
 +The window'​s broken, bleeding, screaming, lying in the hall
 +I'm gone no one remembers me, a picture on the wall
 +"He was such a bright boy, the future in his hands..."​
 +Or a spineless human pinball shot around by your demands
 +
 +Suicide - suicide
 +Goin' to sleep and when I die
 +You'll look up and realize
 +Then look down and wipe your eyes
 +Then go back to your stupid lives
 +Aw shit
 +
 +==== The Prey ====
 +
 +You're from out of town
 +I can tell that by your shoes
 +Flew in for the convention
 +Getting tipsy in a bar
 +
 +You're leaving pretty late
 +Gotta get up in the morning
 +Thinking she's just too expensive
 +And you know you'​re...
 +Probably...
 +Right!
 +
 +There'​s no one on the streets
 +And you can't find your hotel
 +You walk a little faster
 +- Someone'​s following you
 +
 +The wallet-size bulge
 +In you double-knit butt
 +Has money for me
 +And maybe credit cards
 +
 +You dart around the next corner
 +You can't look around
 +Quick now, fish for the keys for the door
 +You don't even know where you are
 +
 +You walk a little faster
 +I walk a little faster
 +Sensing that I sense you
 +Now there'​s no escape
 +I can almost taste your dandruff
 +As I reach out for your face
 +- And I strike!
 +
 +==== Buzzbomb From Pasadena ====
 +
 +Buzzbomb Buzzbomb macho-mobile
 +The road's my slave, that's how I feel
 +I cruise alone, I cruise real far
 +Shoo, young punk! I love my car
 +
 +Cross Nevada at 110
 +Highway 50 and there'​s nobody there
 +The sign says, 'Next sign 30 miles!'​
 +
 +My pension comes -
 +Each penny saves buys more escape from home
 +I'd rather cruise around all day
 +Than move into a home
 +
 +Plow through rest area San-O-Lets
 +Splat! goes the lonely salesman
 +Still wanking in the men's room...
 +
 +Buzzbomb Buzzbomb tape up loud
 +Lawrence Welk cranked up to 10
 +Faster faster in my car
 +
 +Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
 +King of the trailer court
 +Waiting for a nice young man
 +Who'll love me for my car
 +
 +Who tells me why I'm cool
 +Tells me just what I like
 +When I pretend he's here
 +
 +Shred through Palm Springs across the golf course
 +Cops round here, scratching their heads
 +Flashing sirens, State Patrol... uh oh
 +
 +They'​re scuffing up the side of my car
 +They'​re shooting out my tires
 +This ain't no way to go to heaven
 +Buzzbomb cornered at the 7-11
 +
 +Shit! Damned!
 +Let go off me motherfucker
 +I wanna live by my rules
 +
 +Religious Vomit
 +
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions make me sick
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions suck
 +
 +They all claim that they have 'the Truth'
 +They'​ll set you free
 +Just give'​em all your money and they'​ll set you free
 +Free for a fee
 +
 +They claim that they have 'the Answer'​
 +When they don't even know 'the Question'​
 +They'​re just a bunch of liars
 +They just want your money
 +They just want your consciousness
 +
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions make me sick
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions suck (x2)
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions suck
 +All religions make me BLEAH
 +
 +They all claim that they have 'the Truth'
 +They'​ll set you free
 +Just give'​em all your money and they'​ll set you free
 +Free for a fee
 +
 +They all claim that they have 'the Answer'​
 +When they don't even know 'the Question'​
 +They'​re just a bunch of liars
 +They just want your money
 +They just want your consciousness
 +
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions make me sick
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions suck (x2)
 +All religions make me wanna throw up
 +All religions suck
 +All religions make me BLEAH
 +
 +They really make me sick (x6)
 +They really make me ILL.
 +
 +==== Moral Majority ====
 +
 +WWe are gathered here tonight, to pay tribute to our Lord, and money on to me.
 +O Lord in heaven, let us pray. You TV viewers, give me your pay.
 +
 +M - I - C... K - -E - Y... M - O - U - S - E.
 +
 +One, two, three
 +You call yourselves the Moral Majority
 +We call ourselves people in the real world
 +Trying to rub us out, but we're going to survive
 +God must be dead, if you're alive
 +
 +You say, "God loves you. Come and buy the Good News"
 +Then you buy the President and swimming pools
 +If Jesus don't save till we're lining your pockets
 +God must be dead, if you're alive
 +
 +Circus-tent con-men and Southern belle bunnies
 +Milk your emotions and steal your money
 +It's the new dark ages with the fascists toting bibles
 +Cheap nostalgia for the Salem Witch Trials
 +
 +Stodgy ayatollahs in their double-knit ties
 +Burn lots of books so they can feed you their lies
 +Masturbating with a flag and bible
 +God must be dead, if you're alive
 +
 +Blow it out your ass, Jerry Falwell
 +Blow it out your ass, Jesse Helms
 +Blow it out your ass, Ronald Reagan
 +What's wrong with a mind of my own?
 +
 +You don't want abortions, you want battered children
 +You want to ban the pill as if that solves the problem
 +Now you wanna force us to pray in school
 +God must be dead, if you're such a fool
 +
 +You're planning for a war with or without Iran
 +Building a police state with your Ku Klux Klan
 +Pissed at your neighbor? Don't bother to nag
 +Pick up the phone and turn in a fag
 +
 +Blow it out your ass, Terry Dolan
 +Blow it out your ass, Phyllis Schlafly
 +Ram it up your cunt, Anita
 +Cos God must be dead
 +If you're alive
 +God must be dead
 +If your'​re alive.
 +
 +==== Hyperactive Child ====
 +
 +I'm tired of kissin'​ ass
 +I can't sit still all day
 +You know I know your school'​s a lie
 +That's why you dragged me here
 +
 +"​You'​re a hyperactive child
 +You're destructive,​ you're too wild
 +We've going to calm you down
 +Now this won't hurt a bit"
 +
 +Drag me to the floor
 +Pullin'​ down my pants
 +Ram a needle up my butt
 +Put my brain into a trance
 +
 +"No more hyperactive child
 +Got too much of a mind
 +Wouldn'​t you rather be happy?
 +Now this won't hurt a bit"
 +
 +Cameras in the halls
 +No windows, just brick walls
 +Pledge allegiance to a flag
 +Now you will obey...
 +
 +==== Kepone Factory ====
 +
 +I finally found a job in the paper
 +Movin' barrels at a chemical plan
 +There'​s shiney-looking dust on my fingers
 +Goin' up my nose and into my lungs
 +
 +It's the Kepone poisoning - Minamata
 +Kepone poisoning - Minamata
 +At the grimy Kepone factory
 +Turning people into bonsai trees
 +
 +Now I've got these splitting headaches
 +I can't quite get it up no more
 +I can't sleep and it's driving me crazy
 +I shake all day and I'm seeing double
 +
 +Kepone poisoning - Minamata (x2)
 +At the grimy Kepone factory
 +Turning people into bonsai trees
 +
 +Gonna go down to your big metal building
 +Gonna slam right through your bright metal door
 +Gonna grab you by your sta-prest collar
 +And ram some kepone down your throat
 +
 +The lawyer says "​That'​s the breaks, kid
 +Gonna gnarl and rot the rest of your life
 +If you don't sue, we'll give you a Trans-Am..."​
 +That I'll never drive cos I shake all the time
 +
 +Cos of the Kepone poisoning - Minamata
 +Kepone poisoning - Minamata
 +At the grimy Kepone factory.
 +
 +==== Dog Bite ====
 +
 +Hold it, it's to slow
 +
 +Dog bite
 +On my leg
 +Not right
 +Supposed to beg
 +(x2)
 +
 +Daily to the filling station
 +Underwater navigation
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +
 +Dog bite
 +On my leg
 +Not right
 +Supposed to beg
 +(x2)
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +
 +Daily to the filling station
 +Underwater navigation
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +Oh, Oh, Oh...
 +
 +Dog bite
 +On my leg
 +Not right
 +Supposed to beg
 +(x2)
 +
 +==== Nazi Punks Fuck Off ====
 +
 +Punk ain't no religious cult
 +Punk means thinking for yourself
 +You ain't hardcore cos you spike your hair
 +When a jock still live inside your head
 +
 +Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks
 +Fuck Off!
 +(x2)
 +
 +If you've come to fight get outta here
 +You ain't better than the bouncers
 +We ain't trying to be police
 +When you ape the cops it ain't anarchy
 +
 +Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks
 +Fuck Off!
 +(x2)
 +
 +Ten guys jump one, what a man!
 +You fight each other, the police state wins
 +Stab your backs when you trash our halls
 +Trash a bank if you've got real balls
 +
 +You still think swastikas look cool
 +The real Nazis run your schools
 +They'​re coaches, businessmen and cops
 +In a real fourth reich you'll be the first to go
 +
 +Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks, Nazi Punks
 +Fuck Off!
 +(x2)
 +
 +You'll be the first to go (x3)
 +Unless you think...
 +
 +==== We've Got A Bigger Problem Now ====
 +
 +Last call for alcohol, last call for free of speech. Drink up, happy hours now 
 +inforced by law.
 +Don't forget our house special, it's call the chicky-diggy screwdriver...
 +
 +I am emperor Ronald Reagan
 +Born again with fascist craving
 +Still, you made me President
 +
 +Human rights will soon go 'way
 +I am now your Shah today
 +Now I command all of you
 +Now you're gonna pray in school
 +And I'll make sure they'​re christian too
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Ku Klux Klan will control you
 +Still you think it's natural
 +Nigger knockin'​ for the master race
 +Still you wear a happy face
 +
 +You closed your eyes, can't happen here
 +Alexander Haig is near
 +Vietnam won't come back you say
 +Join the army or you will pay (x2)
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Welcome to 1984
 +Are you ready for the Third World War?
 +You too will meet the secret police
 +They'​ll draft you and they'​ll jail your niece
 +
 +You'll go quietly to boot camp
 +They'​ll shoot you dead, make you a man
 +Don't you worry, it's for a cause
 +Feeding global corporations'​ claws
 +
 +Die on our brand new poison gas
 +El Salvador or Afghanistan
 +Making money for President Reagan (x2)
 +And all the friends of President Reagan
 +
 +California Über Alles (x2)
 +Über Alles California (x2)
 +
 +Government Flu
 +
 +We got a drug
 +We're gonna try it out on you
 +Won't make you die
 +It'll getcha just a little bit sick
 +
 +Got a head cold (x2)
 +And it's three days old
 +Goin' on forever
 +Make you hazy (x2)
 +Drive you crazy
 +For days and days and days and days and days
 +And years
 +
 +Barely got the time now
 +To stay on the job
 +Double up the dosage in your water supply
 +Make you even sicker till you're slippin'​ away
 +
 +It's getting all your friends
 +Getting all deppressed
 +You can't get it up
 +For nothing that'​ll rock the boat
 +
 +Flu
 +
 +The government flu (x3)
 +
 +Slip it abroad
 +Keep a-slowin'​ down the U.S.S.R.
 +But meanwhile
 +We'll keep an eye on what it's doin' to you
 +
 +Got a head cold (x2)
 +And it's three days old
 +Goin' on forever
 +Make you hazy (x2)
 +Drive you crazy
 +For days and days and days and days and days (x3)
 +
 +The government flu (x3)
 +Flew
 +Through
 +You
 +
 +==== Terminal Preppie ====
 +
 +I go to college that makes me so cool
 +I live in a dorm and show off by the pool
 +I join the right clubs just to build an impression
 +I block out thinking it won't get me ahead
 +
 +My ambition in life
 +Is to look good on paper
 +All I want is a slot
 +In some big corporation
 +
 +John Belushi'​s my hero I lampoon and I ape him
 +My news of the world comes from Sports Illustrated
 +I'm proud of my trophies like my empty beer cans
 +Stacked in rows up the walls to impress all my friends
 +
 +No, I'm not here to learn
 +I just want to get drunk
 +And major in business
 +And be taught how to fuck
 +
 +Win! Win!
 +I always play to win
 +Wanna fit in like a cog
 +In the faceless machine
 +
 +I'm a terminal, terminal, terminal preppie
 +terminal, terminal, terminal preppie
 +terminal, terminal, terminal, terminal (x2)
 +
 +I want a wife with tits, who just smiles all the time
 +In my centerfold world filled with Springsteen and wine
 +Some day I'll have power, some day I'll have boats
 +A tract in some suburb with thanksgiving to host
 +
 +I'm a terminal, terminal, terminal preppie
 +terminal, terminal, terminal preppie (x2)
 +
 +==== Trust Your Mechanic ====
 +
 +TV invents a disease
 +You think you have
 +So you buy our drugs
 +And soon you depend on them
 +
 +Pain in your mind
 +Gotcha comin' back for more
 +Again and again and again and again
 +Gonna rip you off
 +Rip you off
 +
 +Doctor says you need surgery now
 +You're feelin'​ good till the side effects
 +Fuck up something else
 +You're ensnared by the medicine man
 +Paying up the ass
 +Again and again
 +Gonna rip you off
 +
 +Trust your mechanic to mend your car
 +Bring it in to his garage
 +He tightens and loosens a few spare parts
 +One thing'​s fixed, another falls apart
 +And the rich eat you
 +
 +A magazine says your face don't look quite right
 +Unless you wear our brand new wonder cream tonight
 +Never look right again
 +Unless you grease your skin
 +Again and again and again and again
 +Gonna rip you off
 +
 +Told you're depressed
 +So of course you go see the psychiatrist
 +Right when you hit your neuroses'​ roots
 +He confuses you
 +He fucks your head up worse
 +Gotcha you felling helpless
 +You're comin' back for more
 +Again and again
 +Gonna rip you off
 +Rip you off
 +
 +Trust your mechanic to make you well
 +You're seeing an awful lot of him now
 +The quicker he makes your life fall apart
 +The more money you put in is pockets
 +
 +Trust your mechanic to plug your holes
 +Trust him to make more somewhere else
 +Trust your mechanic he'll always come through
 +And rip you off
 +
 +==== Well Paid Scientist ====
 +
 +You're a well paid scientist
 +You always talk in facts
 +You know you're always right
 +Cause you know how to prove it step by step
 +
 +A Ph.D. to show you're smart
 +With textbook formulas
 +But you're used up
 +Just like a factory hand
 +
 +Something is wrong here
 +You won't find it on a shelf
 +You're well paid
 +You're well trained
 +You're tied to a rack
 +
 +Company cocktails - gotta go
 +Say the right thing
 +Don't fidget, jocket for position
 +Be polite
 +In the pyramid you hate
 +Sip that scotch
 +Get that raise
 +This ain't no party at all
 +
 +Something is wrong here
 +You won't find it on a shelf
 +You're well paid
 +You're well trained
 +You're tied to a rack
 +
 +Cringe and tense up
 +Grind your teeth
 +And wipe your sweaty palms
 +Close your windows, driving past
 +The low life company bar
 +They'​re making fun of you
 +
 +AHHH
 +Even you
 +You've gotta punch the clock
 +Why don't you punch your boss
 +AHHH
 +Even you
 +You just punch the clock
 +Too scared to punch your boss
 +When will you crack?
 +When will you crack?
 +When will you OPEN YOUR EYES?
 +OPEN YOUR EYES? (x2)
 +
 +Pull up your sterile home
 +You're drained
 +Bite the heads off of your kids
 +Chew them well, they taste like you
 +Just slam the door
 +
 +Assigned here cause your company owns the land
 +All your colleagues live there too
 +Private guards in golf carts
 +Keep you safe at home
 +
 +Something is wrong here
 +You won't find it on a shelf
 +You're well paid
 +You're well trained
 +You're tied to a rack
 +
 +When will you crack? (x4)
 +
 +The dark shattered underbelly
 +Of the American dream
 +Avoid it like the plague
 +It stares you from your bathroom mirror
 +Drown
 +
 +==== Buzzbomb ====
 +
 +Buzzbomb buzzbomb
 +Macho-mobile
 +The road's my slave
 +That's how I feel
 +
 +I cruise alone
 +I cruise real far
 +I don't love you
 +I love my car
 +
 +'Cross Nevada at 110
 +Highway 50 and there'​s nobody there
 +Sign says, 'Next sign 30 miles'
 +
 +I work all week, each penny saved
 +Buys more escape from home
 +I'd rather cruise around all day
 +Then save up for a move
 +
 +Plow thru rest area San-O-Lets
 +Splat! goes the lonely salesman
 +Wanking in the men's room
 +
 +Buzzbomb, buzzbomb, tape up load
 +Blue piss clinging to my winshield
 +Faster faster in my car
 +
 +Buzzbomb is my pride and joy
 +King of the trailer court
 +Waiting for the perfect chick
 +Who'll love me for my car
 +I tell her why I'm cool
 +She coos back just what I like
 +When I pretend she's near
 +
 +Zip through Ely
 +Where Pat Nixon was born
 +The cops 'round me sure looking bored
 +Flashing sirens - state patrol
 +
 +They'​re scratching my gorgeous paint job
 +Shooting at my tires
 +Ain't no way to go to heaven
 +Buzzbomb cornered at the 7-11
 +
 +==== Forest Fire ====
 +
 +No junk food, just earthly goods
 +I ate weird berries in the woods
 +Now I'm seeing colors, I'm getting higher
 +I think I'll start a forest fire
 +
 +There'​s a forest fire climbing the hill
 +Burning wealthy California homes
 +Better run, run, run, run, run, run
 +From the fire
 +
 +But some of us stay to watch
 +And we think of your insurance costs
 +And we laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh
 +At your lives
 +
 +Windows covered with bars
 +Security guards
 +Is that a house or a fortress
 +Against the rest of the world
 +
 +Windows covered with bars
 +Security guards
 +Is that a house or a prison
 +How you gonna get out
 +
 +Electric bull and your tennis courts
 +Pink sports cars and your boats
 +Getting fried, fried, fried, fried, fried, fried
 +By the fire
 +
 +Windows covered with bars
 +Floodlights for the yard
 +It's a pleasure to watch you
 +Watch it all melt
 +
 +But hey!
 +What about the cocaine
 +Stockpiled in the basement?
 +Be a hero and save it
 +You know you're gonna need it!
 +
 +Where'​s your brand new pretty wife?
 +She might still be inside
 +Either save her or your cocaine from the fire
 +
 +But the gates and doors are locked
 +Cause the burglar alarm went off
 +Ever wonder why we laugh, laugh
 +At your lives
 +
 +Windows covered with bars
 +Fences spiked with barbed wire
 +Never looked so helpless
 +Engulfed in flames
 +
 +Cameras watchin'​ the walls
 +Don't forget the dogs
 +Now you're trapped in your prison
 +How you gonna get out
 +
 +See the gerbil
 +Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run (x3)
 +From the fire(x2)
 +
 +==== Halloween ====
 +
 +
 +So it's halloween
 +And you feel like dancin'​
 +And you feel like shinin'​
 +And you feel like letting loose
 +
 +Whatcha gonna be
 +Babe, you better know
 +And you better plan
 +Better plan all day
 +Better plan all week
 +Better plan all month
 +Better plan all year
 +
 +You're dressed up like a clown
 +Putting on your act
 +It's the only time all year
 +You ever admit that
 +
 +I can see your eyes
 +I can see your brain
 +Baby, nothing'​s changed
 +(x2)
 +
 +Because hiding in a mask
 +You take your fun seriously
 +No, don't blow this year's chance
 +Tomorrow your mold goes back on
 +
 +After halloween (x2)
 +
 +You go to work today
 +You'll go to work tomorrow
 +Shitfaced tonight
 +You'll brag about it for months
 +
 +"​Remember what I did,
 +Remember what I was
 +Back on halloween"​
 +
 +But what's in between
 +Where are your ideas
 +You sit around and dream
 +For next halloween
 +
 +Why not everyday
 +Are you so afraid
 +(x3)
 +
 +After halloween (x3)
 +
 +Because your roll is planned for you
 +There'​s nothing you can do
 +But stop and see it through
 +But what will the boss say to you
 +And what will your girlfriend say to you
 +And the people out on the street they might glare at you
 +And what do you know your pretty self-conscious too?
 +
 +So you run back and stuff yourselves in rigid business costumes
 +Only at night to score in your leather uniform exhumed
 +
 +Why don't you take your social regulations
 +And shove them up your ass
 +(x3)
 +
 +==== Winnebago Warrior ====
 +
 +Roughin'​ it in the great outdoors
 +Guidebooks tell us where to go
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +
 +Slow down traffic climbimb hills
 +30 gallons to the mile
 +Honey, quick, the Polaroid
 +
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +Brave as old John Wayne
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +A true yankee pioneer
 +
 +Stop at Stuckey'​s for a meal
 +Blad all day on the C.B.
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +
 +Littered campground, folding chairs
 +Feed Doritos to the bears
 +Honey, quick, the Polaroid
 +
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +Brave as old John Wayne
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +A true yankee pioneer
 +
 +Kill some fish down by the creek
 +Hang their picture by the sink
 +Show your grandson who's the boss
 +
 +Tie your two tote-goat to the front
 +U-Haul trailer full of souvenirs
 +That you buy along the way
 +
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +Brave as old John Wayne
 +Winnebago Warrior
 +A true yankee pioneer
 +Yankee pioneer
 +
 +==== Riot ====
 +
 +Rioting - the unbeatable high
 +Adrenalin shoots your nerves to the sky
 +Everyone knows this town is gonna blow
 +And it's all gonna blow right now
 +
 +Now you can smash all the windows that you want
 +All you really need are some friends and a rock
 +Throwing a brick never felt so damn good
 +Smash more glass
 +Scream with a laugh
 +And wallow with the crowd
 +Watch them kicking peoples'​ ass
 +
 +But you get to the place
 +Where the real slavedrivers live
 +It's walled off by the riot squad
 +Aiming guns right at your head
 +So you turn right around
 +And play right into their hands
 +And set your own neighborhood
 +Burning to the ground instead
 +
 +Riot - the unbeatable high
 +Riot - shoots your nerves to the sky
 +Riot - playing right into their hands
 +Tomorrow your homeless
 +Tonight it's a blast
 +
 +Get your kicks in quick
 +They'​re callin'​ the national guard
 +Now could be your only chance
 +To torch a police car
 +
 +Climb the roof, kick the siren in
 +Jump and yelp for joy
 +Quickly! dive back in the crowd
 +Slip away, now don't get caught
 +
 +Let's loot the spiffy Hi-Fi store
 +Grab as much as you can hold
 +Pray your full arms don't fall off
 +Here comes the owner with a gun
 +
 +Riot - the unbeatable high
 +Riot - shoots your nerves to the sky
 +Riot - playing right into their hands
 +Tomorrow your homeless
 +Tonight it's a blast
 +
 +Shit!
 +The barricades spring up from nowhere
 +Cops in helmets line the lines
 +Shotguns prod into your bellies
 +The trigger fingers want an excuse
 +Now!
 +
 +The raging mob has lost its nerve
 +The more of us but who goes first
 +No one dares to cross the lines
 +The cops know that they'​ve won
 +
 +It's all over but not quite
 +The pigs have just begun to fight
 +They club your heads, kick your teeth
 +Police can riot all they please
 +
 +Riot - the unbeatable high
 +Riot - shoots your nerves to the sky
 +Riot - playing right into their hands
 +Tomorrow your homeless
 +Tonight it's a blast
 +(x2)
 +Tomorrow your homeless
 +Tonight it's a blast
 +
 +==== Bleed For Me ====
 +
 +You've been hanging 'round
 +With an enemy of the state
 +Come with me to the building
 +That no-one stops to watch
 +
 +C'mon bleed (x3)
 +Bleed for me
 +
 +We'll strap you to a pipe
 +Electrodes on your balls
 +C'mon scream
 +C'mon writhe
 +Face down in a pool of piss
 +
 +C'mon bleed (x3)
 +Bleed for me
 +
 +In the name of world peace
 +In the name of world profits
 +America pumps up our secret police
 +America wants fuel
 +To get it, it needs puppets
 +So what's ten million dead
 +If it's keeping out the Russians
 +
 +We're well trained by the CIA
 +Why yankee tax money in Fort Bragg
 +The Peace Cops builds US labor camps
 +When they think they'​re building schools
 +Ha
 +
 +When cowboy Ronnie comes to town
 +Forks out his tongue at human rights
 +Sit down, enjoy our ethnic meal
 +Dine on some charbroiled nuns
 +Try a medal on
 +Smile at the mirror as the camera clicks
 +And make big business happy
 +
 +Anytime
 +Anywhere
 +Maybe you'll just disappear
 +
 +C'mon bleed (x3)
 +Bleed
 +
 +==== I Am The Owl ====
 +
 +I am your plumber
 +No I never went away
 +I still bug your bedrooms
 +And pick up everything you say
 +It can be a boring job
 +To monitor all day your excess talk
 +
 +I hear when you're drinking
 +And cheating on your lonely wife
 +I play tape recording
 +Of you to my friends at night
 +We've got a girl in bed with you
 +You're on candid camera, we just un-elected you
 +
 +I am the owl
 +I seek out the fool
 +Wipe 'em away
 +Keep America free
 +For clean livin' folks like me
 +
 +If you demonstrate
 +Against somebody we like
 +I'll slip on my wig
 +And see it I can start a riot
 +Transform you to an angry mob
 +And all your leaders go to jail for my job
 +
 +But we ain't the Russians
 +Political trials are taboo
 +We've got our secret
 +Ways of getting rid of you
 +Fill you full of LSD
 +And turn you loose on the freeway
 +
 +I am the owl
 +I seek out the fool
 +Wipe 'em away
 +Keep America free
 +For clean livin' folks like me
 +
 +Send you spinning (x2)
 +Send you spinning all over the freeway
 +Spinning on the crowded freeway
 +Spinning on the freeway (x7)
 +Spin, spin (x2)
 +Spin - lookout!
 +
 +The press, they never even cared
 +Why a younth leader walked into a speeding car
 +In ten years or so we'll leak the truth
 +But by then it's only so much paper
 +
 +You know, Watergate hurt
 +But nothing really ever changed
 +A teeny bit quieter
 +But we still play our little games
 +
 +We still play our little games
 +But we still play our little games
 +We still play our little (x2)
 +We still play a lot of games
 +
 +I am the owl (x2)
 +I seek out the fool
 +Wipe 'em away
 +Keep America free
 +(x3)
 +For me
 +
 +==== Dead End ====
 +
 +Once I had a close friend
 +I knew him for quite a while
 +He seemed alright to me
 +We had this deal together
 +Tookl my money and time
 +And then he went away
 +Taking all that was mine
 +
 +Oh well, things crumble to an end
 +Hell, we all die in the end
 +Die in the end (x2)
 +
 +Once it was fun to worry
 +About who was in control
 +Could look into the future
 +But now it don't seem right
 +Passion is filling the air
 +Profits are better then life
 +And things are harder to bear
 +And things are harder to bear
 +
 +Oh well, things crumble to an end
 +Hell, we all die in the end
 +Die in the end (x3)
 +
 +It's a dead end
 +Dead end (x3)
 +
 +Once I hade a lover
 +I knew her for quite a while
 +She seemed alright to me
 +But then she was gone
 +She took my lovin' and time
 +Taking all that was mine
 +And leaving me far behind (x2)
 +
 +Oh well, things crumble to an end
 +Hell, we all die in the end
 +Die in the end (x5)
 +It's a dead end
 +Dead end (x4)
 +
 +==== Moon Over Marin ====
 +
 +The crownded future stings my eyes
 +I still find time to exercise
 +In uniform with two white stripes
 +
 +Unlock my section of the sand
 +It's fenced off to the water'​s edge
 +I clamp a gasmask on my head
 +
 +On my beach at night
 +Bathe in my moonlight
 +
 +Another tanker'​s hit the rocks
 +Abandoned to spill out it's guts
 +The sand is laced with sticky glops
 +
 +O'​Shimmering moonlight sheen upon
 +The waves and water clogged with oil
 +White gases steam up from the soil
 +
 +On my beach at night
 +Bathe in my moonlight
 +
 +I squash dead fish between my toes
 +Try not to step on any toes
 +I turn around and I go home
 +
 +I slip back through my basement door
 +Switch off all that I own below
 +Dive in my scalding wooden tub
 +My own beach at night
 +Electric Moonlight
 +
 +There will always be a moon
 +Over Marin.
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