Brett Gurewitz

I've got nothing to say,
I've got nothing to do,
all of my neurons are functioning smoothly
yet still I'm a cyborg just like you,
I'm one big myoma that thinks,
my planet supports only me,
I've got this one big problem:
will I live forever?
I've got just a short time to see,
modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
modern man, pathetic example of
earth's organic heritage
when I look back and think,
when I ponder and ask "why?",
I see my ancestors spend with careless abandon,
assuming eternal supply, modern man . . .
just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
just a fucking tragic epic of you and I.

Positive Aspect Of Negative Thinking
let's gather round the carcass of the old deflated beast,
we have seen it through the accolades and rested in it's lea,
syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease,
the swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary,
we've nestled in it's hollow and we've suckled at it's breast,
grandiloquent in attitude, impassioned yet inept,
frivolous gavel our design, ludicrous or threat,
excursive expeditions leave us holding less and less,
so what does it mean?
when we tell ourselves it's only for a while we have been deceived
and it's only for a moment that the treasures of our day
make life easier to complicate,
the treasure thrown away,
I'm so tired of all the fucked up mind
of all the terrorist religions and their bullshit lines,
of all the hand-me-downs from all industrial crimes
and the weeping mothers and those who are led so blind,
from the plastic protests and the hands of time
and the pursuit of mirth and all hating kind.

Anesthesia
everybody is talking about the girl
who went and killed the delivery man,
but she looks so kind and gentle,
it just doesn't stand to reason,
I saw her right there just the other night
as stately as a slot machine,
but when she looked my way something mad
as hell came over me,
anesthesia, mona lisa, I've got a little gun,
here comes oblivion,
I never loved you, how did you find me?
the cops will never complicity now, anna . . .
all good children go to heaven!
I remember your face that august night
when we lied about the beautiful time to come
and that crazy old man who came much to late
and caused a chain reaction,
I've been hanging out there for eleven long years
like a church mouse where the cat has gone,
and looking at you now
is driving me to distraction.

Flat Earth Society
lie, lie, lie . . .
the full moon is rising over dark water
and the fools below are picking up sticks
and the man in the gallows lies permanently
waiting for the doctors to come back and tend to him,
the flat earth society is meeting here today,
singing happy little lies
and the bright ship humana is sent far away
with grave determination . . .
and no destination, lie, lie, lie
yeah, nothing feels better than a spray of clean water
and the whistling wind on a calm summer night,
but you'd better believe that down in their quarters
the men are holding in for their dear lives,
the flat earth society is somewhere far away,
with their candlesticks and compasses
and the bright ship humana is well on its way
with grave determination . . .
and no destination, lie, lie, lie, ad infinitum.

heard a sermon from a creaky pul pit with no one in the nave, i paid a
visit to the synagogue and i left there feeling blame, no one could
tell me what to do, no one had the ability to answer me, what the
world needs now is some answers to our problems, we can't buy more
time because our tender isn't valid, if your soul needs love you can
consoled by pity, but it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us
anymore, watched the scientists throw up their hands conceding,
"pregress will resolve it all", saw the manufacturers of earth's
debris ignore another green peace call, no one could tell me what to
do, they had not the capacity to answer me, what the world needs now
is some accountability, we can't buy more time because time won't
accept our money, if your soul needs love you can always have my pity,
but it looks as though faith alone won't sustain us no more...

Entropy
random blobs of power expressed as that which we all disregard,
ordered states of nature on a scale that no one thinks about,
don't speak to me of anarchy of peace or calm revolt,
man, we're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by boltzmann,
it's entropy, it's not a human issue,
entropy, it's a matter of course,
entropy, energy at all levels,
entropy, from it you can not divorce
and your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance,
extinction, degradation;
the natural outcomes of our ordered lives,
power, motivation; temporary fixtures for which we strive,
something in our synapses assures us we're ok
but in our disquilibrium we simply can not stay,
it's entropy . . .
a stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I,
my affectatious I can not rectify,
but we are out of equilibrium unnaturally,
a pang of consciousness of death
and then you will agree.

Against The Grain
three thousand miles of wilderness
overcome by the flow,
a lonely restitution of pavement,
pomp and show,
I seek a thousand answers,
I find but one or two,
I maintain no discomfiture,
my path again renewed,
against the grain,
that's where I'll stay,
swimming upstream,
I maintain against the grain
here labelled as lunatic,
sequestered and content,
there ignored and defeated
by the government,
there's an oriented public who's magnetic
force does pull,
but away from the potential of the individual,
against the grain . . .
the flow is getting stronger
with smaller increments of time and eddies
of new ideas are increasingly hard to find,
you need all that the other has,
your right to seize the day
but in all your acquisitions you will soon
be swept away,
against the grain . . .
there's a common consensus
and an uncomfortable cheer,
a reverberating chorus that anyone can hear,
it sings "leave your cares behind you,
just grab tenaciously",
this lulling sense or purpose will
destroy us rapidly,
against the grain . . .

Operation Rescue
it's an s.o.s sent out telepathically,
signs of our distress don't allow complacency,
we need restoration now of our integrity and a
drastic bold reminder of our morality,
the rectifying troop is here,
the ones we have needed all these years to stop
the heinous wrongdoings and verify our moral
benevolence as a people,
operation rescue,
they're here to right our fall,
they have heard a troubled call,
operation rescue,
you may wonder where they come from,
but I just wonder why they're here at all,
life ever-after is what they're in business for,
see them brandish the key to their kingdoms door,
it's persuasive, it's a part of you and me
but it's not overwhelming as they wish it to be,
if no one believed in fairy tales
there would be nothing they could do but fail
yet everywhere we look someone is trying to reassure our
moral benevolence
as a people,
operation rescue . . .
you may wonder where they come from,
but I just wonder what compels them all.

God Song
and did those feet in ancient times
trod america's pastures of green?
and did that anthropocentric god wane
with their thoughts and beliefs all unseen?
I don't think so,
he's up there with the others lying low,
vying with those who you've traded
your life to bless your soul,
and have they told you how to think,
cleansed your mind of sepsis and autonomy?
or have you escaped scrutiny,
and regaled yourself with depravity?
now we all see, "religion is just synthetic
frippery, unnecessary in our expanding
global culture efficiency"
and don't you fear this impasse
we have built to our future?
ever so near,
and oh so austere.

i can't belive it
the way you look sometimes
like a trampled flag on a city street, oh yeah
and i don't want it
the things you're offering me
symbolized bar code,quick ID, oh yeah
cuz i'm a 21st century digital boy
i don't know how to live but i got a lot of toys
my daddy is a lazy middle class intellectual
my mommy's on valium(she's)so ineffectual
ain't life a mystery?
i can't explain it
thie things they're saying to me
it's going yayayayayayaya, oh yeah
cuz i'm a 21st century digital boy
i don't know how to read
but i got a lot of toys
CHORUS
i tried to tell you about no control oho
but now i really don't know
and then you told me how bad you had to suffer
is that really all you had to offer?
CHORUS
21st century digitsl boy(5x)
ain't life a mystery?

so proud a history, replete with sanctity, orbs in their harmony, they
sing their code to me, have you ever heard yourself the orbit that you
are in? the terse, oppressive blanket that's instilled here by our
spin, it's misery and famin, it's a force we cannot see, misery and
famine, it compels us naturally, misery and famine, great ellipse, we
bend to thee, misery and famine, just accept your vagrancy, others who
bear no name, who feel that life's a game, my verse they will defame,
we suffer all the same, they pay no regard to their position or their
speed, but the firmament still covers them with its malevolent seed,
it's misery and famine..., "you look for meaning in things no one
comprehends, you feel no affinity to the rabble we're in", sources of
inquiry have nothing to portend, they will perplex us all until the
coming end, a feeling of despair, hungry and full of care, we resent
everywhere the fortune that we share, "this earth could be a better
place" is a concept i condone, given our pathetic course our destiny
is known, it's misery and famine...

Unacceptable
irreducible is the word for today,
plastic compounds and nuclear waste,
what the hell is the matter with the people
on this planet? have all gone insane?
the stigma of industrial progress killing us
over and over again,
one part per trillion . . . unacceptable,
one part per billion . . . unacceptable,
one part per million . . . unacceptable,
this mammoth pogrom set upon courtesy of the U.S.A
inexcusable are the men before our time,
I'd like to kick their ass for what they left behind,
cancer-causing chemicals,
ozone-depleting aerosols,
we're all going to fry,
so put your head between your legs
and kiss your ass goodbye.

offer me eternity, and i'll trade a cup of coffee and a dime, looking
for a handout on behalf of those who have so little time, but who
wants to live on just 70 cents a day? padding your pockets doesn't
make this a better place, "cereal and water" is a feast for some you
say, your price-tag on existence can't cover your double face, quality
or quantity: a choice you have to make, dipping in the icing, bringing
home the largest turkey from the field, breaking all the piggy banks,
scooping up the booty, licking all the right holes, bolstering the
payroll, why reduce life to a dollar amount per day? and why let the
world think this is the american way? your uneaten greens ar a feast
for some you say, survival and living are concepts you can't equate,
quality or quantity don't tell me they're the same

Walk Away
shut off the t.v and peel off those sunday gloves,
and I'll stain the clean that you've been counting,
old mr. fletcher passed by here today,
after 40 years of toil he just up and walked away,
fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes,
he shrugged when I asked him about it,
he said "young man pay heed, you listen well to what I say,
now there comes a time for a man to walk away",
walk away, I'll be a parade,
and I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade on my way,
I'll sure take some time to burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind,
he passed by again and he was shivering from the cold,
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying,
he told me about the weather and something old to pay,
"but tomorrow", he said, "I'm gonna surely walk away".

Recipe For Hate
can't you feel it, can't you see it
the promise of prosperity,
it's overwhelming you and me
it afflicts us like a disease,
ubiquitous compelling too
we cling to you like crazy glue,
and inject such a potent seed
it's best for all humanity,
the spread of culture,
the sword of progress,
the vector of suffrage a warm and
septic breeze,
the pomp and elation,
the duty and vocation,
the blood of the hybrid
it's just a recipe
re-living our ancestry
the frightful lack of harmony,
our fore-fathers who led the way,
their victims are still here today,
now it's time to erase the story
of our bogus fate,
our history as it's portrayed
it's just a recipe for hate.

Kerosene
everywhere I look I see exclusive huddled
uninviting shelter is privilege,
of the sane and competent,
kerosene keeps me warm,
I'm alone to watch it burn,
kerosene
exposure, is a pitiful
and pointless way of dying
before it gets me,
I'll set a funeral pyre
kerosene keeps me warm,
I'm alone to watch it burn,
kerosene
I'm a man and my dignity
won't wave,
tonight buildings rage,
kerosene keeps me warm,
it feels so good
to watch it burn,
kerosene keeps me warm,
feels so good to watch it burn,
kerosene.

American Jesus
I don't need to be a global citizen,
because I'm blessed by nationality,
I'm a member of a growing populace,
we enforced our popularity
there are things that seem to pull us under
and there are things that drag us down,
but there's a power and a vital presence
that's lurking all around
we've got the american jesus
see him on the interstate,
we've got the american jesus
he helped build the president's estate
I feel sorry for the earth's population
'cuz so few live in the U.S.A,
at least the foreigners can copy our morality,
they can visit but they cannot stay,
only precious few can garner our prosperity,
it makes us walkwith renewed confidence,
we've got a place to go when we die
and the architect resides right here
we've got the american jesus
overwhelming millions every day
(exercising his authority)
he's the farmer barren fields,
the force the army wields,
the expression in the faces
of the starving children,
the power of the man.
he's the fuel that drives the clan,
he's the motive and the conscience
of the murderer
he's the preacher on TV,
the false sincerity,
the form letters that written by
the big computers,
he's the nuclear bombs,
and the kids with no moms
and I'm fearful that
he's inside me.

Portrait Of Authority
nothing more, nothing less,
in icon on the wall decoration and duress,
which many strive to be,
it's the marble statue standing over me,
and nobody has the will to tear it down,
it determines wrong and right,
but to me it's just a stereotype
and it makes us lose our sight
the portrait of authority,
you tell me that's what I'm supposed to be
(it embodies what he cannot be)
another time, another man,
an oppressive intrusion
and a plague across his land,
and it haunts him every day,
it tells him he has no chance
his hopes just fades away,
and he lives his life prepared to tear it down,
but he can't muster the support,
and to him it's just a stereotype
of his life-long fight.

Man With a Mission
rescue me when I get to deep,
talk to me there's nothing to tell,
everyone, is a hypocrite, look to me,
I'll save your soul,
now somebody out there must be reading my mail,
cuz everybody knows,
I'm a man with a mission,
coming to your town today,
I can damn you to fiery prodititon,
cuz I'm a man with a mission,
follow me, when you give up,
work for me, it'll serve you well,
everyone's a hypocrite,
come to me, I'll save your soul
now somebody out there must be tapping my phone,
'cuz everybody knows,
I'm a man with a mission,
I'm gonna fly you away,
high above the noise and competition,
yeah, I'm a man with a mission,
I'm a man with a mission,
passing through your town today,
I condemn you to fiery prodition,
yeah, I'm a man with a mission.

All Good Soldiers
all good soldiers crack like boulders,
the sun climbs up to a razor,
violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain,
all good soldiers
all good soldiers fall in line,
when they march and shout
are a spectacle,
marching and singing
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good soldiers should
all good soldiers wait like warheads,
when the fighting starts,
who will be accountable,
a cannibal, a cannonball,
six a.m. I can see my breath
and the clay dirt
is laughing at he weakling boy,
today is the day
that I'll write my friends
something I've been trying to remember,
I had a dream of a wall
that was twenty-one stories tall...
all good soldiers fall in line,
marching and singing,
will go anywhere the president says,
because the president believes in god,
like all good soldiers should.

Watch It Die
I was born on planet earth,
the rotating ball where man comes first,
it's been around for a long, long time,
but now it's time to watch it die
I saw a man on my big blue screen,
he ruled the world economy,
he said the rich would never concede,
but some day soon he'll be put to sleep,
I've seen the life of the forest gree,
and adaptations of the deep blue sea,
and who knows who is the fittest,
they will all soon be put to sleep,
on a plunging flight and we're sitting
in the pilots seat in the midst of life,
people on a dark horizon praying
somebody will save their lives
I was born on planet earth,
at a drastic time full of plastic mirth,
and every day I've seen increasing signs,
and you would too if you'd opened your eyes,
you had a chance, you did not try,
so now it's time to watch it die.

Struck A Nerve
there's an old man on a city bus
holding a candy cane,
and it isn't even christmas,
he sees a note in the obituary that
his last friend has died,
there's an infant clinging to
his overweight mother as they go to
shop for cigarettes,
and she spends her last dollar
for a bottle of vodka for tonight
and I guess it struck a nerve,
like I had to squint my eyes,
you can never get out of the line of sight,
like a barren winter day,
or a patch of unburned green,
like a tragic real dream,
i guess it struck a nerve
every day I wander in negative disposition,
as I'm bombarded by superlatives,
realizing very well that I'm not alone,
introverted i look to tomorrow for salvation,
but I'm thinking altruistically,
and a wave of overwhelming doubt
turns me to stone
and I guess it struck a nerve,
sent a murmur through my heart,
we just haven't got time to crack the maze,
like a magic speeding clock,
or a cancer in our sells,
a collision in the dark,
I guess it struck a nerve
I try to close my eyes,
but I cannot ignore the stimuli,
if there's a purpose for us all
it remains a secret to me,
don't ask me to justify my life.

My Poor Friend Me
I know a man who doesn't have many friends,
I know a place where he lives where trouble never ends,
I know it's hard for him to read 'tween the lines,
and his day are getting so much shorter,
he simply turns away instead of bearing down,
his ship is crumbling,
his crew is one of the clowns,
he doesn't care as long as he can wear the crown,
I know this man all too well,
it's my poor friend me,
a portrayal of the great dichotomy
(a reminder of a tragic history),
it's my poor friend me
and I'm running out of steam
I know there are people who are cynical and vane,
they point their finger cuz they can't accept the blame,
they live their lives under a blanket of shame and their
progeny crawl from underneath it,
lately I've come to see the solution,
and it begins with me,
but I'm so fallibly human,
I've picked the lot.

suddenly, it came to me
a potent dosage of reality
i saw myself in the broad daylight
and it made me think
about life
im not the kinda guy
who nods his head
with closed eyes
i scoff at labels
i defy censuses
and despise group mentality
all along i through
that this was only human
but i know now that
i'm in the minority
i'm lookin' in
now i think in relation to
my fellow man
and what strives to do we fail to see
theres no compromise
our evolution
is our demise
one day you may find
that you are also one of me
a micrososm
of the human race
observing those around us
desiring to belong
behing the guise of salvation
we suffer along the way
we're lookin' in

a grizzly scene on my electron beam
told a story about human rights
so all of Kings horses
and all of Kings men
had a riot
for two days and nights
Well, the city exploded
but the gates wouldn't open
so the company asked him to quit
Now everybody's equal
Just don't measure it
Well Hanson did it hester
and Mark David did it to John
and maybe Jack dit it to Marilyn
but he did it to South Vietnam
for beauty and glory
for money, love and country
Everybody's doing it,
Don't do that to me
I don't know what stopped
Jesus Christ from turning
every hungry stone into bread
and i don't remember hearing
how Moses reacted
when the innocent first born sons
lay dead
Well I guess
God was a lot more demonstrative
back when he
flamboyantly parted the sea
now everybody's praying
Don't prey on me

listen to the warnings
verify all your fears
there's a world outside
that's ready to blow
and we're all to blame
when it finally explodes
you gotta listen up
gotta listen to what
they're telling you
gotta listen up and think
about what they're saying to you
they're the modern day catastrophists
they've got practical solutions
(know all the right equations)
they're the self-appointed
righteous pragmatists
and they know 50 ways
to save the world
what makes you think
you can cure our disease?
maybe its just our biology
maybe its time to make room
for another species
this is the 21st Century

Skyscraper
come let us make bricks
and burn them hard,
we'll build a city with a tower for the world
and climb so we can reach
anything we may propose,
anything at all
build me up, tear me down
like a skyscraper,
build me up, then tear down
these joining walls
so they can't climb at all
I know why tore it down that day,
you thought, if you got caught
we'd all go away,
like a spoiled little baby
who can't come out to play,
you had your revenge
build me up, tear me down
like a skyscraper,
build me up, then tear down
these joining walls
so they can't climb at all.

a grizzly scene on my electron beam
told a story about human rights,
so all of kings horses
and all of kings men had a riot
for two days and nights
well, the city exploded
but the gates wouldn't open
so the company asked him to quit
now everybody's equal
just don't measure it
well hansson did it to hester
and mark david did it to john
and maybe jack did it to marilyn
but he did it to south vietnam
for beauty and glory
for money, love and country
everybody's doing it,
don't do that to me
I don't know what stopped
Jesus Christ from turning
every hungry stone into bread
and I don't remember hearing how Moses
reacted when the innocent first born sons lay dead
well I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back when
he flamboyantly parted the sea,
now everybody's praying,
don't pray on me.

I've got nothing to say, I've got nothing to do,
All of my neurons are functioning smoothly,
Yet still I'm a cyborg just like you,

I am one big myoma that thinks, my planet supports only me,
I've got this one big problem: Will I live forever?
I've got just a short time to see,

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,

When I look back and think, when I ponder and ask myself "Why?",
I see my ancestor spend with careless abandon,
Assuming eternal supply,

Modern man, evolutionary betrayer,
Modern man, ecosystem destroyer,
Modern man, destroy yourself in shame,
Modern man, pathetic example of earth's organic heritage,
Just a sample of carbon-based wastage,
Just a fucking tragic epic of you and I

i had a friend who kept a candle in his pocket,
he used to touch it when the wind was blowing high,
i guess it mad him feel like he could
buck the system and when it flickered out we laid him down to die,
turn on the light, turn on a million blinding brilliant white
incendiary lights, a beacon in the night, i'll burn relentlessly until
my juice runs dry, i'll construckt a rock of tempered beams and
trusses and equip it with a million tiny suns, i'll install upon the
roof on my compartment and place tinfoil on my floor and on my walls
then i'll turn on the light... and i'll burn lika a roman fucking
candle, like a chasm in the night, for a miniscule duration, ecstatic
immolation, incorrigible delight

lascivious, it's all that i can think of as i drag my feet, searching
lika a diogenes, dangerous, the adjectives of the decasde and of your
alluring intricacies, i cah see your green-screen mentality and i can
feel the sting of its consequence, and i know i shouldn't but it's too
much to ignore, an emotion i deplore, every time i look at you, i just
want to do it, i can clench my fist right through it but i just want
to get off, rectilinear, this direction we've been heading never
realizing we are on a runaway machine, angular, the momentum that does
turn us one step further on our ladder, one more turn toward the east,
i realize your green-screen mentality and i know it is shared by many
more, i know it is quite impossible but i am damned to find a way to
revolve the other way, every time i scrutinize i just say "screw it",
we're on a ride down a blind conduit and i just want to get off

Mother, father
Look at your little monster
I'm a hero, I'm a zero
I'm the butt of the worst joke in history

I'm a lock without a key, a city with no door
A prayer without faith, a show without a score
I'm a bad word, a wink, a nod, a shiver
An untold story, sex without purity, a creeping gray memory

I am incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete

Doctor, cure me
What is the cause of my condition?
This madness shoots me
Like bullets smashing glass in a silent movie

I'm a trap without a spring, a temple with no god
A jack without an ace, the tip of your tongue
I'm a promise in an unmailed letter
An unbuilt motor, deck without a joker, a creeping gray memory

I am incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete

Tell Saint Peter not to bet on me
I've got a naked obsession
A good intention gone bad

I am incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete
Incomplete

There are desperate times upon us, there are codes of white and black
Political resentment and people start to crack
There's hate and opposition, there's fumbling dialog
Yet you sit there and judge me and you think it makes a difference

If you think I'm all alone you are foolishly wrong
There's an entire army who blindly follow along
And you happen to be one of them, believe it or not
Even though you try not to be, we are of the same plague

The other ways we're taught to fear
Don't even scratch the surface of the problem here
But I'm not blind and I'm not scared
So many crucial factors exist out there
And we're but one and they're but two
And how we come to terms will help us pull through

Things cannot change too fast, it took us this much time
To reach our current platform and walk this fragile line
If I thought I'd make a difference, I'd kill myself today
But so many are like me, lost in the fray

You create your own reality
And leave mine to me, leave mine to me
Leave mine to me, leave mine to me

A febrile shocking violent smack
And the children are hoping for a heart attack
Tonight the windows are watching
The streets all conspire and the lamppost can't stop crying

If I could fly high above the world
Would I see a bunch of living dots spell the word stupidity?
Or would I see hungry lover homicides, loving brother suicides
And olly olly oxenfrees who pick a side and hide?

The world is scratching at my door
My morning paper's got the scores
The human interest stories
And the obituary

Cockroach naps and rattling traps
How many devils can you fit upon a match head?
Caringosity killed the Kerouac cat
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

In my alley around the corner there's a wino with feathered shoulders
And a spirit giving head for crack and he'll never want it back
There's a little kid and his family eating crackers like thanksgiving
And a pack of wild desperados scornful of living

The world is scratching at my door
My morning paper has the scores
The human interest stories
And the obituary

Cradle for a cat, Wolfe looks back
How many angels can you fit upon a match?
I want to know why Hemingway cracked
Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

Life is the crummiest book I ever read
There isn't a hook
Just a lot of cheap shots, pictures to shock
And characters an amateur would never dream up

Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction

I'm sorry about the sun
How could I know that you would burn?
And I'm sorry about the moon
How could I know that you'd disapprove?

And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure we communicate at length
Oh yeah

But until then, better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, yeah, better than this
Take it away, 'cause there's nothing to miss

I'm sorry about the world
How could I know you'd take it so bad?

And I'll never make the same mistake
So if you're looking for a patsy, why not try the entire human race?
Just to play it safe

But until then, better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head
Better off dead, yeah, better than this
Take it away, 'cause there's nothing to miss

Better off dead, yeah, better off dead
Why don't you try pushing daisies instead?
Better off dead, yeah better off dead
A smile on the lips and a hole in the head

And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate
Oh yeah

And I'll never make the same mistake
The next time I create the universe I'll make sure you participate
Just in case

Now here I go, hope I don't break down
I won't take anything, I don't need anything
Don't want to exist, I can't persist
Please stop before I do it again

Just talk about nothing
Let's talk about nothing
Let's talk about no one
Please talk about no one, someone, anyone

You and me have a disease
You affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted, you're addicted
You and me, you and me

I'm on the edge, get against the wall
I'm so distracted, I'd like to strike you
Here's my confession, you learned your lesson
Stop me before I do it again

Just talk about nothing
Let's talk about nothing
Let's talk about no one
Please talk about no one, someone, anyone

You and me have a disease
You affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted, you're addicted
You and me, you and me

You're clear as a heavy lead curtain
Want to drill you like an ocean
We can work it out, I've been running out
Now I'm running out, don't be mad about it, baby

You and me have a disease
You affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted, you're addicted
You and me, you and me

I want to tie you, crucify you
Kneel before you, revile your body
You and me, we're made in heaven
I want to take you, I want to break you
Supplicate you with thorny roses

You and me are incurable
I want to bathe you in holy water
I want to kill you upon the altar
You and me, you and me

Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television

Oh yeah, I want to bask in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves
I need my connection
To the world outside

The world outside is buzzing like an angry wasp in summer
The candidates are running and the son of God is coming
Crackle mental convolutions tune in to the revolution
Whereby everyone's included so we'll never have to be alone

Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television

Oh yeah, I want to bathe in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves
I need my injection
From the world outside

Every atom of my body, blood, and sinew, bone and fiber
I can't distill you from my blood, you're a hungry germ inside of me
You're my lover, my heroine, my conscience, and my voice and
I know now that I have learned to let you in, I will never have to be alone

Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television

Oh yeah, I want to bathe in your golden light
Submerge in electric waves

I'd take after my mother but she's from a different generation
I prefer my big brother, he's so gentle and understanding
And I learn what I can by the television light
So that when I'm all alone I know it's gonna be alright

Television, television, television, television
Television, television, television, television

Individuals run for cover for the multitudes of thoughtless clones
Have reached a critical mass, have reached a critical mass
Individuals hide in fear undercover, sheltered by the wafer
Thin veil of intelligence, thin veil of intelligence

Individuals, nowhere to be seen

Urbana is oozing like a bloated carcass with maggots
Cooking in the desert heat, cooking in the desert heat
Oozing with progeny writhing and desperate for input from
Someone more determined, someone more determined

Congregated in invisible circles
Half apart and half apart
All too aware of the insignificance
Pushing on with soul and heart

Individuals don't pray for forgiveness when pinned up against the wall
Under siege of persecution, under siege of persecution
Individuals command exception and accept dichotomy
Maybe you can't choose anymore, maybe you can't choose anymore

Procreation without gain or purpose
Languid wills and torpid minds
Catapulted ever faster by the arrow of time
You take yours and I'll keep mine

Well, I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner
In the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America
I imagine how his mother felt
When she heard that her husband was dying

And the underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack
Were blowing up worlds and damned out loud
Hey, can you tell me, how does it feel?
Yeah, tell me

Can you imagine for a second
Doing anything that you don't have to?
Well, that's what I'm accustomed to
So hooray for me and fuck you!

When I slept with stony faces on the riverbank
My angel-devil reveller shook me desperately in dying
I don't exactly want to apologize for anything

And now we're all mad and tangled
In secret rooms with roman candles
On an endless graveyard train
Yeah, tell me

Can you imagine for a second
Doing anything just 'cause you want to?
Well, that's just what I do
So hooray for me and fuck you!

Yeah, I was dreaming through the "how's life," yawning, car black in that night
When she told me "mad and meaningless as ever"
And a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme
For a million crying voices in their tragedy of respectable existence

Tell me, can you imagine for a second
Trying half the things you ever wanted to?
Well, that's just what I do
So hooray for me

Oh yeah, I'm not respectable, never sensible
Maybe incredible, so damned irascible
I like the things I do
So hooray for me and fuck you!

So you're feeling unimportant
'Cause you've got nothing to say
And your life is just a ramble
No one understands you anyway

Well, I've got a piece of news, son
That might make you change your mind
Your life is historically meaningful
And spans a significant time

Slumber will come soon
And you are helping put it to sleep
Side by side we do our share, faithfully assuring
That slumber will come soon

Well, now do you feel a little better?
Lift up your head and walk away
Knowing we're all in this together
For such a short time anyway

There is just no time to parade around sulking
I would rather laugh than cry
The rich, the poor, the strong, the weak, we share this place together
And we pitch in to help it die, we pitch in to help it die

I'm not too good at giving morals
And I don't fear the consequence
If life makes you scared and bitter
At least it's not for very long

Slumber will come soon
And you are helping put it to sleep
Side by side we do our share, faithfully assuring
That slumber will come soon

Slumber will come soon
Slumber will come soon
Slumber will come soon

If I'm a monster, I am a willing one
This roller coaster ride is an enticing one
On the tip of a continuum flowing wavelike through disorder
Carrying me like a vessel through water

And everything you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you feel leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you make leaves a mark on your soul

If I can touch it, I can destroy it
If it's imaginable to some degree I can become it
Like a hungry turning cortex that just flickers to existence
Consuming bits and pieces 'til I'm finally extinguished

And everyone you see leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you bear leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you touch leaves a mark on your soul
Everyone you love leaves a mark on your soul

And everything you take leaves a mark on your soul
Everything you give leaves a mark on your soul
And all the fear and loneliness that's impossible to control
And every tear you cry leaves a mark on your soul

Automatons with business suits, swinging black boxes
Sequestering the blueprints of daily life
Contented, free of care, they rejoice in morning ritual
As they file like drone ant colonies to their office in the sky

I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations
Don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution
If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation
Just the bald and overt truth of the evil and deception

There is an inner logic and we're taught to stay far from it
And it's simple and elegant
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it

Graduated mentors stroll in marbled brick porticos
In sagacious dialog they despise their average ways
Betraying pomp and discipline, they mold their institution
Where they practice exclusion on the masses every day

I don't ask questions, don't promote demonstrations
Don't look for new consensus, don't stray from constitution
If I pierce the complexity I won't find salvation
Just the bald and overt truth of the evil and deception

There is an inner logic and we're taught to stay far from it
And it's simple and elegant
But it's cruel and antithetic
And there's no effort to reveal it

Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
Simulating tyranny under red alert
Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard
They expect redemption of character and self-worth

Decorated warriors drill harmless kids on pavement
Simulating tyranny under red alert
Protecting the opulent and staging moral standard
They expect redemption of character and self-growth

No equality, no opportunity
No tolerance for the progressive alternative

There's a purpose, and there's a goal
There's a virtuous, and immoral
There's a reason, for all of this
But I don't know what it is

I am one, and plural too
I accept them, but they exclude
I could make sense, of all of this
But I don't know what it is

The seeds of inspiration never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is

There's a beginning, and there's an end
There's a climax, some would contend
There's a way to, signify this
But I don't know what it is

The seeds of inspiration never germinated in my mind
The beacon of awakening is somewhere that I can't find
So I don't know what it is, show me something more definitive
I don't know what it is

Parched, cracked mouths emty swollen guts
Sun baked pavement encroaches on us
Haves and have-nots together at last
Brutally engaged in mortal combat
10 in 2010

What kind of God orchestrates such a thing?
10 in 2010
Ten million people all suffering
10 in 2010
Truth is not an issue just hungry mouths to feed
10 in 2010
Forget what you want, scrounge the things you need

Happy and content it can happen to you
10 in 2010
Fifteen years well think of a solution
10 in 2010
It wont just appear in one day
10 in 2010
For ten and twenty-ten were well on our way
10 in 2010

Like piercing ear darts, I heard the news today
10 in 2010
10 million people...coming your way

Well, am I making haste, or could it be haste is making me?
What's time but a thing to kill or keep or buy or lose or live in?
I gotta go faster, keep up the pace
Just to stay in the human race

I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it?
When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion
Into oblivion

Now here I go again everything is alien
How does it feel to be outstripped by the pace of cultural change?
My deeds are senseless and rendered meaningless
When measured in that vein

I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it?
When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion

I won't lie (pace setters, go-getters)
It's exciting (rat racers, forgetters)
When I try (researchers, berserkers)
To decide things (strategies to help the workers)

I just want to live (new time-saving devices)
Decently (quick vices, no crisis)
Meaningfully (brevity dependency)
I'm in misery (digital efficiency)

I could go supersonic, the problem's chronic
Tell me does life exist beyond it?
When I need to sate I just accelerate into oblivion
Into oblivion

Hit the road in wander mode, inquire along the way
Savior-faire in dull despair while living day to day
My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof
I don't ever need to prove myself to you

Looking back I'm off the tracks more times than I recognize
Mistakes are another opportunity to refine
My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof
I don't ever need to prove myself to you

There's no such thing as hell
But you can make it if you try
There might come a day
When emotion can be quantified

But as of now there's no proof necessary
No proof necessary
No proof necessary
There's no proof necessary, it's only in your mind

I'm incurable but durable, it's easy to see
Lack of restraint is a complaint of those around me
I know that others postpone
Gratification, well I lack that affectation

Let's get it right
There's no end in sight
And I can't stop, can't stop it, can't stop, can't stop it
Can't stop, it's shocking but I just can't stop it

Uncontrollable, I'm inconsolable
My pleasure center is the shelter for a reptile
I hate when I gotta tolerate
Frustration, see I lack the motivation

Let's set this straight
I never wait
And I can't stop, can't stop it, can't stop, can't stop it
Can't stop, it's shocking but I just can't stop it

She said "thanks, but I'm broken
I guess you must have misspoken
What a laugh
I've never been chosen by anyone"

She was barely a teen, hanging out in between, just a part of the scene
With mercurial smile and incurable style, she was only a dream
How's that he didn't know a thing about
Making love to the kind of girl you read about?

He said "I'm bound to be broken
My daddy bet that I'd amount to nothing
He won't let
Anybody show him anything"

He was a troubled child, had been down for a while, always kept to himself
Though she couldn't defend he only wanted a friend, now he's made something else
It's so sad, no one saw it coming
The paper said that he hit the ground running

Oh yeah, I know I'm not broken
A little cracked, but still I'm not broken
I want to laugh
But I think that I'm choking on reality

When the world is turning for you, don't turn on me
Who are you here to repair? Well, I don't know what you mean
You could never resist glorifying despair
And now it's coming to you and I don't really care

Well, I'm not the kind to insist
You couldn't have missed, we must coexist
So please listen to me
There is no such thing as human debris

Oh yeah, I know I'm not broken
A little cracked but that amounts to nothing
I want to laugh
I'm not joking

I'm unbroken, I said I'm unbroken
A little cracked, it's just a token
I'm really not broken
Well, I guess I'm unbroken

Who do you believe can put some meaning in your life?
Meaning in your life, meaning in your life
Who do you conceive to provide you guidance and light?
Guidance and light, guidance and light

Are they waiting for you in the by and by?
Do you even have to try?

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing
The future isn't difficult to see
It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions
Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny

Why do you consent to live in ignorance and fear?
Ignorance and fear, ignorance and fear
Ancient people succumbed to it, can it happen here?
Can it happen here, can it happen here?

Does it make you suffer 'cause you have to die?
Is it best to live a lie?

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing
The future isn't difficult to see
It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions
Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny

Why can't you see?
There ain't no destiny
For you and me
There ain't no destiny

Why can't you see?
There ain't no destiny
For you and me
There ain't no destiny

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing
The future isn't difficult to see
It's easy to confuse grand design with life's repercussions
Lament not your vanquished fantasy, it's only destiny

You're obsessed and distressed 'cause you can't make any sense
Of the ludicrous nonsense and incipient senescence
That will deem your common sense useless
This ain't no recess

I want to believe in you but my plans keep falling through
I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bare the truth
And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes
And I'm no fool

I'm materialist, a full-blown realist
And I guess I'm full of doubt so I'm prone to have it out with you
I'm materialist, there ain't no fear in this
It's there for all to see, so don't talk of hidden mystery with me

Mind over matter, it really don't matter
If the street's idle chatter turns your heartstrings to tatters
Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend a life that's shattered into shards
Was it in the cards?

The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak
I must confess at times I indulge it on the sneak
But generally my outlook's not so bleak
And I'm not meek

I'm materialist, call me a humanist
And I guess I'm full of doubt so I'll gladly have it out with you
I'm materialist, I ain't no deist
It's there for all to see, so don't talk of hidden mystery with me

Like Rome under Nero, our future's one big zero
Recycling the past to meet immediate needs
And through it all we amble forth to persevere and climb
Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds

I'm materialist
I'm materialist
I'm materialist
I'm materialist

It's a matter of prescience, no not the science-fiction kind
It's all about ignorance and greed and miracles for the blind
The media parading disjointed politics
Founded on petrochemical plunder and we're its hostages

If you stand to reason you're in the game
The rules may be elusive but our pieces are the same
And you know if one goes down we all go down as well
The balance is precarious as anyone can tell, the world's going to hell

Don't allow
This mythologic hopeful monster to exact its price
Kyoto now
We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right

You might not think it matters now, but what if you are wrong?
You might not think there's any wisdom in a fucked up punk rock song
But the way it is cannot persist for long
A brutal sun is rising on a sick horizon

It's in the way we live our lives
Exactly like the double edge of a cold, familiar knife
And supremacy weighs heavy on the day
It's never really what you own but what you threw away, and how much did you pay

Don't allow
This mythologic hopeful monster to exact its price
Kyoto now
We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right

In your dreams
You saw a steady state of bounty for eternity
Silent scream
But now the wisdom that sustains us is in full retreat

Don't allow
This mythologic hopeful monster isn't worth the risk
Kyoto now
We can't have vision for the future if it can't be fixed

Alien
We need a fresh and new religion to run our lives
Hand in hand
The arid torpor of inaction will be our demise

Kyoto now!

Father can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
And all the sorrow in this world

Let me take you to the hurting ground
Where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
Between a prideful father and his son

Will you guide me now, for I can't see
A reason for the suffering and this long misery
What if every living soul could be upright and strong?
Well then I do imagine

There will be sorrow
Yeah, there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more

When all soldiers lay their weapons down
Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns
Or when the only true messiah rescues us from ourselves
It's easy to imagine

There will be sorrow
Yeah, there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more

There will be sorrow
Yeah, there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more

Yeah, there will be sorrow
Yeah, there will be sorrow
And there will be sorrow no more

A new age of reason, brains treason to trick the mind
What good is searching if nothing's there to find?
We arrive at this place of no return, my brothers
Only to discover that our minds have led us away so far from the painful truth of who we are

What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time
The fallacy of epiphany

Come forth, bear witness, see the profit from your loss
Beg for forgiveness only after you tally the cost
We arrive at this place of no return, my sisters
Only to discover that our values ran us aground on the shore, in the sea of what we could be

What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time
The fallacy of epiphany

If it's real to me, do I have to prove it to you?
Why do revelations fade to cold blue untruths?
It's oh so relative
Subservient in total to one's perspective

What's right is wrong, what's come has gone, what's clear and pure is not so sure
It came to me
All promises become a lie, all that's benign corrupts in time
The fallacy of epiphany

Always failing me

She came from heaven, well there's no point belaboring that
I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand
I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions and yet
Hey Jack, get back, in fact, don't do that

I act sharp but feel uncertain
'Cause next time it could be curtains

Evangeline, conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime, Evangeline?

Now just to be certain, let's be sure to set the record straight
I could use an angel but I don't intend to split up the take
Never go for treason, but I got reasons that don't warrant debate
My act's intact and in fact you're not all that

You act sure but you're uncertain
'Cause next time it could be curtains

Evangeline, conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime, Evangeline?

Well, there's no use turning back
It's already much too late
When the house is burning

Evangeline, conspirator so fine
Lend me your faith 'cause mine is broken
Compared to mine
What is your crime, Evangeline?

Nothing comes easier than madness in the world today
Mass paranoia is a mode, not a malady
Yeah, I'd like to watch a thousand cable channels but there's nothing on
And my high speed connection's monitored daily by the Pentagon

These things are seldom what they seem
I'm not inclined to enjoy my dream
Won't go away

(No peace) No peace
(And no friends) And no friends
(We trace)
We trace the mortal edge (With no defense)
To state the obvious
This world is perilous for us

No sense (No sense)
And no guide (No guide)
Ain't it beautiful to be alive? (Yeah, right)
I won't resign before the struggle ends
So I'll construct this sound defense

We are the prey and culture is the predator
I'm running out of time where conditions are positional
Shadows of a doubt cast reluctance and depravity
There's got to be a way to overcome this grim reality

Is there an option left for me?
I'm not immune to despondency
There's no way

(No peace) No peace
(And no friends) And no friends
(We trace)
We trace the mortal edge (with no defense)
To state the obvious
This world is perilous for us

No sense (no sense)
And no guide (no guide)
Ain't it beautiful to be alive? (Yeah, right)
I won't resign before the struggle ends
So I'll construct this sound defense

There's a signpost on the corner and it keeps everybody safe
We were all made in the shade
And your mother's in the kitchen where she's patching all the cracks in the wall
We never had a care in the world

(No shade) Too much to sacrifice
(And no light) It's hard to recognize
(Just black) Traps to compromise
(And white) Obscuring deadly alibis
(My plans) It's combinational
(Designs) The pressure so intense
So I'll construct this sound defense

(No way) Nothing's plainer than the madness in the world today
(No sign) I must conceal myself and steal myself and break away
(No grace) I seek initiatives in matters that are black and white
(No sense) So I'll construct this sound defense

How do you know what you can be
If you can't see where you are going?
What breaks the silence?
Misery can make you see where you belong
It's a dangerous stage but the show must go on

Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Would you betray your soul?
Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Don't let your weakness show
You just might be the last to know

Freedom is such a loaded word
So full of hurt and such aplomb
Loneliness saunters in its breeze
Like a disease it drags along
The time of your life can't be had for a song

Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Would you betray your soul?
Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Don't let your weakness show
You just might be the last to know

Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Would you betray your soul?
Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Don't let your weakness show

Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Only the meek follow
Why do you lie, why do you lie?
Trample the fear below
You might just be the last to know

Hey you, is there something worth aspiring to?
And can it be found in a record store? Well, it's not there anymore
Just think of all the things we did
We were different, just like all the other kids

Missy was a teen blue video star, Tom took his life in his mother's car
Milo went to college, but you knew about that
Rodney played our records, Jimmy started riots, Laurie was always quiet
She was battling depression

Hey you, is there something worth belonging to?
And can I pick it up for a song or a diploma or a worthy cause?
Well, let me tell you that there's nothing wrong
It's just that ones like us will never belong

Jack wore a skirt but he knew how to scrap, Billy went to county on a class-one possession
Wendy went to school while her daddy shot smack
Eugine kept a list, Mugger was security, Mary she kept her purity
We were all in it together

Yellowed postcards on the wall
Serve to cover up the blankness after all
So I will carry them along like a song
When I'm gone

Hey you, is there something worth belonging to?
You know we've been here all along like a confederacy of the wrong
And I confess it could be prejudice
But to you I dedicate this song

With nothing better to do
No one to come home to
I woefully conclude
To take it out on you

I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams
Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be
Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm
Retribution, if only someone would listen to me

Listen to me
Listen to me
Listen to me
Listen to me

A room, an empty shelf
A book on mental health
I look for inner wealth
By punishing myself

I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams
Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be
Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm
Retribution, if only someone would listen to me

Listen to me
Listen to me
Listen to me
Listen to me

Innocents burned alive at the stake
Tortured and dumped in nameless graves
Centuries waned, authority died
Scattering seeds of ancient lies

Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score

Child molesters and Jesuits
Holding secret conference
Underneath the Pontiff's nose
And only God will ever know

Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score

Give us this day our daily bread
Your legacy we'll not forget
Lick the wounds, cleanse the land
The modern world rejects your hand

Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score
Sinister rouge coming back for more
To even the score

The nightmare comes in sinister rouge

Right now, well, it's finally time to face my fears
Gonna get the hell out of here
And create a fresher atmosphere
But the consequence is clear

There's a furnace set on high
And a yearning undefined
But it's time to turn the tide
It's social suicide

Like you, perseverance is a useless tool
Just a patron on a ship of fools
Feigning interest in the cast and crew
While you've broken every single rule

There's a furnace set on high
And a yearning undefined
Now it's time to turn the tide
It's social suicide

Shadows entertain the unwashed masses
Scholars explain their numb reactions
I don't even know if I can ever find truth
But I'm sure it won't come from following you

There's a furnace set on high
And a yearning undefined
But it's time to turn the tide
It's social suicide

Maybe it's too late for an intellectual debate
But a residue of confusion remains
Changing with the times and amphetamine tortured minds
Are the average citizen's sources of pain

(Yeah) Tell me what we're fighting for
I don't remember anymore, only temporary reprieve
And the world might cease if we fail to tame the beast
From the faith that you release comes an atheist peace (Woohoohooho - Atheist peace)

Political forces ran critical winds of discontent
And the modern age emerged triumphantly
But now it seems we've stalled and it's time to de-evolve
And relive the dark chapters of history

(Yeah) Tell me what we're fighting for
No progress ever came from war, only a false sense of increase
And the world won't wait for the truth upon a plate
But we're ready now to feast on an atheist peace (Ohoohohh. yeah - Atheist peace)

This song goes out to all the hopeless sinners
With grave allegiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded in a pageant of contenders
Who balance on a rail of pain for just a pail of rain

And everything is barely missed, blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?

In my rectory of doubt, I kneel to pray like one devout
As time the great, gray dreamless sleep of a useless modern god
Erodes away each storied day as wretched Adams with hell to pay
Content upon a rail of pain for just a little rain

And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?

There's an endless disposition and it doesn't mean a goddamn thing
There's space for a paper airplane race in the eye of a hurricane
And if pigs could fly, then surely so could I, but this pedestrian knows better than to even try
And my divinity is caught between the colors of a butterfly

And everything is dearly missed, blood relations and bricks
My expression, my confession, add it up, extract a lesson
More than this, once again, like a bullet, as a friend
Tell me, can that be all there is?

Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of blue
Saint Ann's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights
The fans of Santa Ana are withering

And you can't deny the living is easy
If you never look behind the scenery
It's showtime for dry climes
Bedlam is dreaming of rain

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

This is not a test
Of the emergency broadcast system
When Malibu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again

And I cannot believe the media Mecca
They're only trying to peddle reality
Catch it on primetime, story at 9
The whole world is going insane

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

A placard reads the end of days
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze
More a question than a curse, how could hell be any worse?
The flames are starting, the camera's running, so take warning

When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives are on the breeze, even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning

There's a prophet on a mountain and he's making up dinner with long division and a riding crop
Anybody can feel like a winner when it's served up piping hot
But the people aren't looking for a handout, they're America's working corps
Can this be what they voted for?

Let them eat war, let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war, let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed, declining pride

From the force to the union shops, the war economy is making new jobs
But the people who benefit most are breaking bread with their benevolent hosts
Who never stole from the rich to give to the poor, all they ever gave to them was a war
And a foreign enemy to deplore

Let them eat war, let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war, let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed, declining pride

We've got to kill 'em and eat 'em before they reach for their checks
Squeeze some blue collars, let them bleed from their necks
Seize a few dollars from the people who sweat
Cause it's freedom or death and they won't question it

At a job site the boss is god like
Conditioned workhorses park at a stoplight
Seasoned vets with their feet in nets
A stones throw away from a rock fight but not tonight

Feed 'em death, here comes another ration
Feed 'em death, 'cause they're the finest in the nation
Feed 'em death, when there's nothing left to feed them with
When it's freedom or it's death

Let them eat war, let them eat war
That's how to ration the poor
Let them eat war, let them eat war
There's an urgent need to feed

Striking at mental apparitions like a drunk on a vacant street
Silently beset by the hands of time and elegant in its fury
An aberrant crack as skeletons yield to unrelenting gravity
While viruses prowl for helpless victims who succumb rapidly

Tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above?
There's no justice, just a cause and no cure
And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure
And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love

Well, we twist in torment and make believe
There's a truth that we all submit
Believe my eyes, my brain complies
To all that they interpret

So tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above?
There's no justice, just a cause and no cure
And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure
And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love

I know there's no reason for alarm
But who needs perspective when it comes to pain and harm?
We can change our minds
There's a better prize

But first you've got to tell me, tell me where is the love in a careless creation when there's no above?
There's no justice, just a cause and no cure
And a bounty of suffering it seems we all endure
And what I'm frightened of is that they call it God's love

They call it God's love
My pain is God's love

Not long ago, and yet the image is so vague
I hesitate to label it a memory
There was a show of local color and I felt astray
'Cause I had nothin' to offer but insufficiency
And you know that it's a bitch
When you learn to scratch that itch
Of blatant fallibility
Sooner to some, but eventually
All gets pointed in the same direction
While the human masses and their vague conceptions
Obliterate each other with impunity
And you wonder, ""What's in this for me?""
To another abyss
To no avail
The search is bound to fail
To another abyss
To no avail
So long ago I set sail
And it chills me to the bone that I'm so far away
from home
To another abyss
So what should I do now?
What should I celebrate
Given finite means and a penchant to depreciate ?
How can I still avow and depend upon a state
That cares nothing for my happiness, welfare, or fate?
And I know I can't explain the commotion in my brain
Like a terrifying reality deconstructed but inadequately
All gets pointed in the same direction
While the human masses and their vague conceptions
Obliterate each other with impunity
And release the weight of history
To another abyss
To no avail
The search is bound to fail
To another abyss
To no avail
So long ago I set sail
And it chills me to the bone that I'm so far away
from home
To another abyss
So long ago
So long ago
Oh, I set sail
And I'm struggling on the way
And I'm waiting for the day (To another abyss )
And I'm looking for a way back home
(To another abyss) So far away
(To another abyss) So far away
(To another abyss)
(To another abyss) So far away
(To another abyss)

The quickening is an ephemeral thing
That only happens in the dark
Like catching lightening in a jar
And the pain that it brings is just the promise of spring
It's madness on the wing
Oh, what does it mean?
To come alive
To come alive
To come alive
(To come alive)
To come alive
To come alive
To come alive
The entering is soulful conjecturing
Oh, lost and by the wind-grieved ghost
Please come back to me again
Because the way that she bleeds
Is in the law that he reads
Confusing words and deeds
So what does it mean?
To come alive
To come alive
To come alive
(To come alive)
To come alive
To come alive
To come alive
To pierce the vein of the sacred and profane
Poor science in the service of a faith
But who will bear the mark of Cain
To come alive
.......x12

We strike first and we're unrehearsed
Here we go again to stage the greatest show on heaven and earth
Come on, get your money's worth
Don't want to live (Can't live)
Don't want to give (Can't give)
Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
(Can't live) Don't want to live
(Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
We're comin' on fast
And we're built to last
We stumbled once in 'Nam now we're glad to
finally say those days have past
Tell me how long can it last?
Don't want to live (Can't live)
Don't want to give (Can't give)
Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
(Can't live) Don't want to live
(Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
We just started out
You don't need to be afraid
Yeah, you deserve two minutes hate
Well, we spit and we cursed
And our bleeding-hearts burst
But even ten million souls marching in February
Couldn't stop the worst
C-c-c-couldn't reverse
Don't want to live (Can't live)
Don't want to give (Can't give)
Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
(Can't live) Don't want to live
(Can't give) Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E
(Can't live, can't give, won't be)
Don't want to live (Can't live)
Don't want to live (Can't give)
Don't want to be (Won't be)
I can't live if it isn't with you
(Can't live, can't give, won't be,
E - M - P - I - R - E)
Don't want to live (Can't live)
Don't want to live (Can't give)
Don't want to be (Won't be)
E - M - P - I - R - E

(Here we go now)
No one here can show you where it is
but I can point to a sign
On the roof of the world without apparent design
The frozen definition of a lunatic ambition to rise
(The air is thin, the future dim,
dimension hard to find)
Up on a mountain encased in solar rays
Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays
Coming down a mountain
Eons have a human ring
The conversation of impassive planets
Intercepted by a human being
Ratiocination is a practicable way to derive
An attitude of altitude and probity by which to abide
Or maybe a theophany of flaming creosote in disguise
(The air is thin, the future dim, dimension undefined)
Up on a mountain encased in solar rays
Beyond electric dreams of inarticulate passion plays
Coming down a mountain
Eons have a human ring
The conversation of impassive planets
Intercepted by a human being
(Here glaring cold in the crystalline geometry of night)
(Obscuring form and tracing faceless fears)
(Of a suprahuman immensity in a patch of sand)
(Or a raptor's guileless shivering intensity)
(I'm only a visitor, an atom of atoms )
(On a jutting red-spattered synagogue of granite)
(As it crouches literally in space)
(A frozen, amoral giant gazing heavenward forever)
(Hello, hello, hello, hello)
(Let's go where the raptor goes)
(To the mountain in a cosmic glow)
(We'll have a genuine terrestrial show)
(On a mountain, on a mountain)
(Let's scan the horizon clean)
(For any trace of human schemes)
(And try to touch upon immortal themes)
(On a mountain, on a mountain)
(Let's go where the raptor goes)
Coming down a mountain
(To the mountin in a cosmic glow)
Eons have a human ring
(We'll have a genuine terrestrial show)
The conversation of impassive planets
(On a mountain, on a mountain)
Intercepted by a human being
(Let's scan the horizon clean)
Up on a mountain
(For any trace of human schemes)
Encased in solar rays
(And try to touch upon immortal themes)
Beyond electric dreams
On a mountain, on a mountain
(Let's go where the raptor goes)
Coming down a mountain
(To the mountain in a cosmic glow)
Eons have a human ring
(We'll have a genuine terrestrial show)
The conversation of impassive planets
On a mountain, on a mountain
(Let's scan the horizon clean)
Up on a mountain
(For any trace of human schemes)
Encased in solar rays
(And try to touch upon immortal themes)
Beyond electric dreams
On a mountain, on a mountain
(Let's go where the raptor goes)
Coming down a mountain
(To the mountain in a cosmic glow)
Eons have a human ring
(We'll have a genuine terrestrial show)
The conversation of impassive planets
On a mountain

""Drop dead, it doesn't matter,"" She said
""It only hurts when I laugh,"" She said
Sometimes it's never a crime to spend the day in bed
She made certain that the curtains were red
To dream better by the light they would shed
She leaned back, tilted her head,
and this is what she said:
""You can't win, think it over again
I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in
We can't win, and we're stuck here together
Yeah, I hope it will last forever""
""Don't ever dare to hope,"" He said
""So I'm never let down too bad
I know there's nowhere to go,
so I'll just stay here instead""
He knew better than to pull on a thread
They unravel like the thoughts in his head
He looked out, it filled him with dread
And this is what he said:
""You can't win, think it over again
I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in
We can't win, and we're stuck here together
Yeah, I hope it will last forever""
With good books, and looks on their side
And hearts bursting with national pride
They sang songs that went along for the ride
And the other side complied
They said, ""Hey man, where do you reside?""
And, ""Could it be Mother Superior lied?""
And, ""Is it possible too many have died?""
It's only natural to reply:
""You can't win, think it over again
I can't win, look at the trouble I'm in
We can't win, and we're stuck here together
Yeah, I hope it will last forever""

The road is narrow, the horizon wide
And they say what's waiting on the other side
Is so rewarding and the ultimate prize
But what good is something
if you can't have it until you die?
Desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand
Watching its foundation wash away
Wash away
Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend
Confident that they might live again
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Temptation, revelation , you decide
Torture shows its colors often in disguise
Progress and purpose help us realize
We pass along a brighter faith
Even though it must be blind
Desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand
Watching its foundation wash away
Wash away
Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend
Confident that they might live again
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Let's go
Oh, desperate, tenacious , clinging like a grain of sand
Watching its foundation wash away
Wash away, yeah
Drunk with the assertions they know they can't defend
Confident that they might live again
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?
Live again, live again
Would you give it all up to live again?

early man walked away as modern man took control.
their minds weren't all the same, to conquer was his goal,
so he built his great empire and slaughtered his own kind,
then he died a confused man, killed himself with his own mind.
go!
we're only gonna die from our own arrogance.

(repeated over and over)

In this world today there ain't nobody to thank
Just blame it on the kids and toss 'em into the tank
And if they yell for justice we'll hide them from the light
So that when they learn the truth they won't be scared of the night

Put the key in the hole when you get home from school
I'll be home by 8:30, your father will too
If you cause any trouble then I don't want to see
Cause you'll go straight to bed and you won't have no TV

The final page is written in the books of history
As man unleashed his deadly bombs and sent troops overseas
To fight a war which can't be won and kills the human race
A show of greed and ignorance, man's quest for dominance

They say when a mistake is made, a lesson can be learned
But this time, there's no second chance, the hate engulfs the world
A million lives are lost each day, a city slowly burns
A mother holds her dying child, but no one is concerned

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

You're living on a mound of dirt
But you can't explain your reason for existence
So you blame it on God

There's so much hatred in this world
And you can't decide who's pulling the strings
So you figure it's God

Your whole life foreshadows death
And you finally realize you don't want to die alone
So you'll always have God

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

There's people in the world today
Who say they're jewish, christian and such
They're all ignorant fools

They'll tell you you can't have your own way
Unless you pay money and dedicate your life
Or you'll be damned in hell

Don't be feeble like all of them
You have your own brain full of thoughts and choices
So use it don't let them use you

It's all right to have faith in God
But when you bend to their rules and their fucking lies
That's when I start to have pity on you

There's people out there that say I'm no good
'Cause I don't believe the things that I should
And when the final conflict comes, I'll be so sorry I did wrong
And hope and pray that our lord God will think I'm good

Countries manufacture bombs and guns
To kill your brother for something that he hasn't even done
Smog is ruining my lungs, but they aren't sorry they've done wrong
They hide behind their lies that they're helping everyone

In the end the good will go to heaven up above
The bad will perish in the depths of hell
How can hell be any worse when life alone is such a curse?
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell

We're living in the denouement of the battle's gripping awe
So what's the use of being good to satisfy them all?

How could hell be any worse? Life alone is such a curse!
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell
Fuck Armageddon, this is hell

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

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

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none
People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one

I'm a freak 'cause my morals clash with others in the world
I go home while they work hard, then they say I'm wrong

There's only one place to be, while living with tragedy
If their sins affected me, I gotta be damned to be free

Freedom is responsibility, pay more than it's worth
Instincts tells us not to die, hazy myth since birth

Learn their rules and play their game, deceive yourself in haste
Turn your own brain into dust, it's not theirs to waste

There's only one place to be, while living with tragedy
Extract the nectar, burn the tree, I gotta be damned to be free

Thinking this world it ain't so bad
Dying it's just another fad
Working eight hours, that's not for me
Dying it's just your destiny

Wasted children, fixed blank eyes, blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken homes from which they come, beer-stained dad, compliant mom.
Fear and love, much despised, replaced by comfortable lies.
Teenage classic, more cliche, one step further on the edge of decay.
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
Are you ready to fight for your morality? right wing allies, white supremacy.
Pretty fascist on the tube draped in red and white and blue
White trash, 2nd generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
Stiff blue collar, coat and tie, brand new breeds side by side.
Christian ethic, right extremes, shoved down our throat as the american dream.
White trash, 2nd generation, stupid foibles, indignation
Offspring of suburban fright, pearl-white creatures of the night
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.
White trash, 2nd generation, white trash, 2nd generation,
White trash, 2nd generation, don your crown and cleanse the nation.

I hate my family, hate my school
Speed limits, and the golden rule
Hate people who aren't what they seem
More than anything else, American dream

American dream's gonna swallow you whole
It's bursting at the seam
It'll sweep you away, so enjoy it today
Tomorrow you'll be old thus useless

American dream (2x)
American dream, that's ok
Cause no one dare give you away

I hate my job, I hate your god
I hate hypocrites and common slobs
Hate people who aren't what they seem
More than anything else, American dream

Promise me today
I'll have a Chevrolet
With whitewalls on the side
One boy, one girl, comfortable lies

American dream (2x)
American dream, that's ok
Cause no one dare give you away

American dream!

Weak and sick, dying in the sand
No such thing as a promised land
Don't lose faith in a better life
Reincarnation, poor excuse

You're dying you assholes, your religion can't help you now
Dying and starving in the fields you used to plow

Rotting bones in your barren fields
Worshipped creature's supposed to heal
He won't save you and he won't save me
See what you want to see

Hindu religion in the mind of a working Joe
Starving and dying in the fields you used to know

You're tied and bound to a God's useless advice
Bloated stomachs from aching diseases hold back the fight
In the end you'll return once more to die again
Go on till you can't no more in non-eternal sin

Neighbors, no one loves you like he loves you
And no one cares like he cares
Neighbors, let us join today in the holy love of God and money
Because neighbors, no one loves you like he loves you
And what better way to show your love than to dig deep into your pockets
Dig real deep, until it hurts
Alleviate your guilt
Free yourself once again, because he gave to you, brothers and sisters
Please give a 10, 25, or a 50 dollar tax-deductible donation
And I assure you your modest pledge will be used to censor TV and radio
Ban questionable books, and contribute to many other godly services
No longer will young Christian Americans hedonistically indulge in masochistic submission
To rhythmic music, for with your monetary support
There is no end to what we can achieve in this country

The voice of god is government (3x)
In God we trust, sinners repent!

Can't you see what we believe in, all our thoughts and all our reasons
Pursuit of life and liberty and happiness we cannot see?
Speak of truth with a mighty voice, but politics are your real choice
Hire men to change the law, protect and serve with one small flaw

The voice of god is government (3x)
In God we trust, sinners repent!

If we shun God and Jesus Christ, religious love is sacrifice
Love for God is shown in cash, the love they send is mailbox trash
With every pamphlet we receive, more money asked for godly needs
Build a million dollar church, with money spent on God's research

The voice of god is government (3x)
In God we trust, sinners repent!

On late night TV, God can heal, a certain force you cannot feel
Love for money in God's name, religion's now a TV game!
Build a million dollar church, with money spent on god's research (2x)

The voice of god is government (3x)
In God we trust, sinners repent!

Yeah!
The voice of god is government (3x)
In God we trust, sinners repent!

Presidential election every four years
But neither man we can see or hear
Urgent cries for society
But he can't see the blood on me

Do you see?
Do you see too much for me?
Try that with our oligarchy (2x)
Oligarchy, oligarchy

See the fight
Old men crying, deny their ruin
Watch them try
The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes

Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic's beer soon overflows
Other watches, has a seat, and from the same cup, they drink
I'm doing time, how long I don't know

William had 26
Blew his brains out, now look at him
John had only one
Watch the mother mourn her only son

I'm doing time, how long I don't know
I'll kiss goodbye my brain and body
And go to sleep for generations (2x)

Salvation
Cease concentration
You'll only lose the fight
Don't tell me what's wrong or right
You're losing sight
You're just gonna die anyway

See my body it's nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
Spiritual era's gone it ain't comin' back
Bad religion a cabal that is all that's left

Hey Mr. Mind
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision

Factory precision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion bad religion

And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it
Don't you know responsibility is ours
I don't care a thing about eternal fires

Listen this time
It's more than a rhyme
It's your indecision

Your indecision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

Economy, technology, doesn't really work
Can't try running for government, I'm not a jerk!
I've tried to see these faces all around the way
You're lucky if they listen to a single word you say

What is right and what is wrong? The government decides
You don't have no rights at all, as long as you don't fight
We're all being oppressed by the upper middle class
The government you vote for is the one that you put there

I've put down enough dues, I'm due and so are you
Residents fear the president, I'm not the government
We ignore the masses of the whole entire race
Then our streets will all get filled without a happy face

Economy, technology, doesn't really work
The guy running the government, another jerk
I've tried to see these faces all around the way
You're lucky if they listen to a single word you say

This isn't art, this is suicide
In a social way
I don't have the need and I don't have the time
I'll tell you why

'Cause I think about it all the time
I think about what's true and what's lies
I used to think the things in my head were true
Sensory feedback from the things like you (2x)

I don't know why this must be
It's misleading me
I don't know why we've got a social suicide

Sensory overload, what a hell of a time
Gotta sensory overload, gotta tricky little mind
Tricky little mind, yeah
Go!

'Cause I think about the quivering flesh
I think about this urban mess
Think about playing these games for real
I wanna write down all the things I feel
I don't wanna hide from the things I hear

I don't know why this must be
The guitar's misleading me
I don't know why we've got a social suicide

Sensory overload, what a hell of a time
Gotta sensory overload, gotta tricky little mind
Tricky little mind, yeah

Don't try to say that I threaten your freedom
We've done without for 20 years, so think if we really need 'em

We're all just slaves for the troop commanders (3x)
We're all slaves

We can blow up things better than in any country except this one
Waiting for it too then you realize it ain't too much fun
We're in a country, democracy, supposed to be the best on the globe
Living from the denoument lifted from the high class clones and

We're all just slaves for the system masters (3x)
We're all slaves

And we're all just slaves for the system masters
We're all slaves

Heard a word, suicide
Not from one, but from thousands that tried
The lawyer's wife and the teenage brat
One thing in common, they all wanted out

And it's plain to see
It goes for you and it goes for me
And all the screwed up little girls and boys
All thrown in without a choice

But I heard him say
I want out
No complaints and no doubts
Just a chance to go on

I heard a word, suicide
And not from one, but from thousands that died
Want some attention and a little less regret
A teenage fluff, little threat and

And there are those, there are those who think
That drastic actions will make them unique
It's really all the same
That no one's happy and nobody's to blame

And the moral to this story is old
It's quite taboo, seldom told
The seed is reaped before it's sown
A bad choice was never resolved

US government blew its plan
Too much money down the can
Look and listen to what the president says
The first lady's a fuckin' lez
They think they know it all
America, China's about to fall
Lethargicism will overrule us
Government's wading pool

World War III (4x)

"Forget it," came from the president's door
I'll make us have another world war
It don't matter what the people think
We have to save our precious brink
Here I go, I'll push the bomb
It's headed straight for Guam
And the rest will release soon
In your living room

World War III (4x)

Run, but don't be scared to look behind
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind

The end is almost here
The sky, the air, so nice and clear
The sound of your decay
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday

There, now that you know it's not so bad
See, the good meet soon for lots of air

So if you try to enhance
We don't deserve another chance
Just laugh along the way
And kiss your ass goodbye with a shadow dream of yesterday

Yesterday, the good old days
Yesterday, the way we used to play
Yesterday, it just got worse and worse
Yesterday, the future's been rehearsed

Run, but don't be scared to look behind
Stop, don't wait too long, make up your mind
The end is almost here
The sky, the air, so nice and clear
The sound of your decay
And the ringing in the air is the sweet debris of yesterday
Yesterday
Yesterday

I'm tired of this city
All this toil and strife
Trying to cross the boulevard
Playing frogger with my life

Frogger with my life

See my body it's nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
Spiritual era's gone it ain't comin' back
Bad religion a cabal that is all that's left

Hey Mr. Mind
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision

Factory precision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion bad religion

And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it
Don't you know responsibility is ours
I don't care a thing about eternal fires

Listen this time
It's more than a rhyme
It's your indecision

Your indecision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

I refuse to abuse what is kind to the muse
But it's there and it's happening to me along the way
As we go through the snow, we cannot forget our foes
But the dinner's always waiting at the table along the way, yeah

What you see, not for me, isn't what you planned to be
But you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way
And we'll cry as we try and our brothers pass us by
To be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah

Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know
Will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way
But forget, don't regret, to find love and happiness
Unless you're willing to be strong when they are gone along the way
Like Tommy, you are free, and you will not follow me
Until we see each other once more on the path along the way

When everybody dies around you, from someone else's gun
It really makes you stop and think about the years to come
Something good had to happen to the human race
We all had better stop hoping and set our heads on straight

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
'Cause that old one's turning on you
We've gotta turn over a new leaf
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed

Today is over, it's already shot, so we can think about ourselves
They keep on working on our nature, they're saying that can only help
Start throwing out your pockets, keep what you really only need
Save life and earth and water, there can't be any other need

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
'Cause that old one's turning on you
You've gotta turn over a new leaf
If the future's only hoped for, we are doomed

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
'Cause that old one's turning on you
You've gotta turn over a new leaf
And let your love come on through

You've gotta turn over a new leaf
'Cause that old one's turning on you
You've gotta turn over a new leaf
A new, a new, a new

See my body it's nothing to get hung about
I'm nobody except genetic runaround
Spiritual era's gone it ain't comin' back
Bad religion a cabal that is all that's left

Hey Mr. Mind
Stop wasting my time
With your factory precision

Factory precision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion bad religion

And don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit
Don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it
Don't you know responsibility is ours
I don't care a thing about eternal fires

Listen this time
It's more than a rhyme
It's your indecision

Your indecision is your

Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion too good to take
Indecision it's not too late
Bad religion
Bad religion
Bad religion

Don't try to say that I threaten your freedom
We've done without for 20 years, so think if we really need 'em

We're all just slaves for the troop commanders (3x)
We're all slaves

We can blow up things better than in any country except this one
Waiting for it too then you realize it ain't too much fun
We're in a country, democracy, supposed to be the best on the globe
Living from the denoument lifted from the high class clones and

We're all just slaves for the system masters (3x)
We're all slaves

And we're all just slaves for the system masters
We're all slaves

Heard a word, suicide
Not from one, but from thousands that tried
The lawyer's wife and the teenage brat
One thing in common, they all wanted out

And it's plain to see
It goes for you and it goes for me
And all the screwed up little girls and boys
All thrown in without a choice

But I heard him say
I want out
No complaints and no doubts
Just a chance to go on

I heard a word, suicide
And not from one, but from thousands that died
Want some attention and a little less regret
A teenage fluff, little threat and

And there are those, there are those who think
That drastic actions will make them unique
It's really all the same
That no one's happy and nobody's to blame

And the moral to this story is old
It's quite taboo, seldom told
The seed is reaped before it's sown
A bad choice was never resolved