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| 1:22 | 
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Hey, sit down and listen and they'll tell you when you're wrong
Eradicate but vindicate as progress creeps along Puritan work ethic maintains it's subconscious edge As old glory maintains your consciousness There's a loser in the house and a puppet on a stool And a crowded way of life and a black reflecting pool And as the people bend the moral fabric dies Then country can't pretend to ignore it's peoples' cries You are the government You are jurisprudence You are the volition You are jurisdiction And I make a difference too |
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| 2. |
| 1:36 |
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I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes Inchoate beatitude, the Lord of the Flies So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay 1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep The vortex of their minds ensconsed within the murky deep So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray? Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay 1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day |
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| 3. |
| 1:23 |
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Tell me can the hateful chain be broken?
Production and consumption define our hollow lives Avarice has led us 'cross the ocean Toward a land that's better, much more bountiful and wide So when will mankind finally come to realize His surfeit has become his demise? How much is enough to kill yourself? That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away Tell me is there anything so sure? Rapacity, tenacity, capacity for more Like a dog that feeds until he suffers The infirmity of man is brought on by his selfish cure When will mankind finally come to realize His surfeit has become his demise? How much is enough to kill yourself? That quantity is known today, as we blow ourselves away |
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| 4. |
| 1:40 |
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I've seen a lot of things in five years
I struggle just to hold back the tears But every-fucking-where I go, I see the pathos that I know Will spell the termination of us all Someone's got to tell me, do you see That everything around you has a hidden tragedy? Seeds of happiness have never found a place to grow And our generation doesn't know When, when will you try To change the logarithmic face of kissing things goodbye? When, when will you know That human life is so short and death is oh so slow? I've tried to make things make sense but I can't I'm happy just to watch them all and laugh And if you think you've got it made, just revel in your selfish ways 'Cause when the world stops turning so will you |
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| 5. |
| 2:02 |
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Hey, everybody's looking but they never can see
All the angst, corruption and the dishonesty Think about the times and places you've never known You're a man-swarm atom and yet you're alone So I give you me I give you nothing I give you me I give you nothing So you got a place that you can call all your own But you make a habit of carrying the stone Look around and ask someone if you are alive You're a sidewalk cipher speaking prionic jive So I give you me I give you nothing I give you me I give you nothing Respectable, despicable, it seems all the same Now we realize that we have nothing to say If your reserve is weak, audacity complete Ask yourself again, do I deserve much from them? No! Hey, everybody's looking but they never can see All the angst, corruption and the dishonesty Look around and ask someone if you are alive You're a sidewalk cipher speaking prionic jive So I give you me I give you nothing I said I give you me I give you nothing |
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| 6. |
| 2:05 |
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Hey see, there's a girl
Who's afraid of the world so she stays at home Also a boy Who seems so lost in his joy, he's all alone The camera's on them, they're in the land of competition Southern California air feeds them And they know they are best 'cause of the way they are dressed But you can bet you are not welcome in their home Hey see, there's a girl Who sits and watches the world from her blue screen Also a boy Who truly wants to destroy his hometown scene They both want to travel to the land of competition Southern California will destroy them And they won't be the best, they'll be the poseurs who dress Like the plastic idiots who they copy Tell me what do you need to make you happy? Indeed, is it out of your reach? Beware of number one See all the damage it has done, there are so few of them You won't find too many in the land of competition Southern California doesn't breed them If you just want the best turn to yourself for the rest And forget about the ones who have it all Be careful of the ones who have it all Be careful of the ones who have it all Forget about the ones who have it all |
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| 7. |
| 1:57 |
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There was a boy who had too many toys
And an ache inside of his bones He sought extrication through chemical vocation And now he answers to Jones It's deadly and alluring The sound of pounding heat Enslaving all who dare succumb To the temptations of the forbidden beat Thinking today of what I want to say Thinking of inhibition and vice What they call straight I do relegate As I cautiously saltate along It's deadly and alluring The sound of pounding heat Enslaving all who dare succumb To the temptations of the forbidden beat It thunders away at first light of each day And the simpleton lifestyle evolves But soon enters dusk as the last surrey rusts And a new day upon us results It's deadly and alluring The sound of pounding heat Enslaving all who dare succumb To the temptations of the forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat Forbidden beat |
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| 1:56 |
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Above us lay the burdens
Below us lay the truth We're somewhere in the middle And we're all discontent too Is someone watching over you? Inside they know what's best for you Judgment's not tomorrow It's today, yes now it's here But no, it isn't Jesus Take a look at all your peers They're all looking down on you Inside they know what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you Everybody knows what's best for you |
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| 9. |
| 1:48 |
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Suffer - Bad Religion
Did you ever see the concrete stares of everyday? The lunatic, the hypocrite, are all lost in the fray. Can't you see their lives are just like yours? An unturned stone, an undiscovered Door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity for you. The masses of humanity have always had to suffer. The businessman whose master plan controls the world each day Is blind to indications of his species' slow decay. Can't you see his life is just like yours? An unturned stone, an undiscovered Door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity for you. The masses of humanity have always had to suffer. People blow their minds (they choose to resign) This deformed society is part of the design. It'll never go away (it's in the cards that way). The masses of humanity have always, always had to suffer! A door leading to the gift of hope renewed, eternity foryou. The masses of humanity, still clinging to their dignity, The masses of humanity will always have to suffer. Always have to suffer. |
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| 1:39 |
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Delirium of disorder
Delirium of disorder Life is the sieve through which my anarchy strains Resolving itself into works Chaos is the score upon which reality is written The timeless, swirling gyroscopic horde Delirium Delirium of disorder Yeah, I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea Without direction or a reason to exist The anechoic nebula rotating in my brain Is persuading me contritely to persist Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder Delirium of disorder |
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| 11. |
| 1:41 |
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1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
It's superficial progress They call it liberation With opiates of silicon Big Brother schemes to rule the nation We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest With mighty high technology, we're never second best Our specialty is infiltration Prepare yourself for subjugation, victory through domination 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 The trepidatious throngs All fear the big eye in the sky The government observes them With their own electric eye We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest With mighty high technology, we're never second best Our specialty is infiltration Prepare yourself for subjugation Automatons, illiterates And indigents of every shape and size Don't stop but aid this cruel crusade Participate in their own demise We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest With mighty high technology, we're never second best Our specialty is infiltration So pack your bags you third-world nation, victory through domination |
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| 12. |
| 2:45 |
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So you waste another day getting older and gray in the head
And you're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times you have ahead There are other folks in power so you kick back and get farther behind And although the world rotates itself the only thing you twist is your mind You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool But oh, what can you do? Yeah, you waste your time with losers if you get stuck in a rock-n-roll band Do you find it more rewarding to compete with morons throughout this land? They seem to be in power so I'll kick back and get farther behind And I watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it You mean nothing to the world, we're all someone else's fool But oh, what can you do? Yeah, you waste another day getting older and gray in the head And we're hearing lots of stories 'bout the happy times we have ahead The morons are in power so we kick back and get farther behind And we watch them as they fuck up every good thing on this earth with their minds You see, the world's falling apart at the rifts And surprisingly, the leaders can't make any sense of it We mean nothing to the world, merely someone else's fool But oh, what can you do? I said oh, what can you do? |
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| 13. |
| 1:07 |
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Hey, do what you want, but don't do it around me
Idleness and dissipation breed apathy I sit on my ass all goddamn day A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to Say what you must, do all you can Break all the fucking rules and Go to hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey! Hey, I don't know if the billions will survive But I'll believe in God when 1 and 1 are 5 My moniker is man and I'm rotten to the core I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door So do what you must, do all you can Break all the fucking rules and Go to hell with Superman and Die like a champion, yeah hey! |
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| 2:05 |
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We're widespread and well fed
The earth's rotating fate is in our head, oh yeah We're dominant and prominent And our deity's omnipotent, oh yeah And immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris We're listless, promiscuous And life to us is either hit or miss, oh yeah We're savoir faire and debonaire And things we do are done with pride and care, oh yeah And immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris See, immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world's stops ticking We'll be an index fossil buried in our own debris In our own debris |
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| 1:08 |
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So here we are again to experience the bitter, scalding end
And we're the only ones who can perceive it But others sing of beauty and the story that's unfolded As one that deserves praise and ritual My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives And the modern age's lies won't absolve you And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth And of course the nightly news will deceive you My pessimistic lines, your superstitious lives And the modern age's lies won't absolve you And the professorial truth and the dear clairvoyant youth And of course the nightly news will deceive you |
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