God bless the police invisible marines
Your state isn't safe and niether is me
We're the rats of experiment
Suburban laboratore
We're the mice without legs
Tagged at birth

Laboratory rats
This is a lab

The scientist he's your god
The scientist till we're gone

The science fair's continual
Aliens are having fun
They let us go a bit in
Our own time zone

Science bless computer chips
God bless your families
Science bless your little pets
It's time to come clean

was a day when this place had company the place stays the same the people change everybodys rich everybodys broke no middle of a class no in betweens i look a wreck talkin outta my neck i hate reality conservatives abusiveness and violence run in my veins tornado takes its toll we go down the drain were the dirty wretched ugliest always on the gateway we have no shame i look a wreck talkin outta my neck i hate reality conservatives we wanna reap monsters we are the monsters monsters we gotta get out

This bubble gives me the shakes the ozone makes this bubble bake these leather hydes, have plastic lives i've turned to stone in a city quake Tear down these walls of the crunch my lust to live is bankrupt the orange crunch is bottled up Behind the curtain there all fake this water gives me cavities this place is bland no seasonings im loitering the screws take me away (chorus) An 8 point 8 Earthquake(4x) Thats what we need

Tin soldiers fought for what we got and now its lost
Spirits of two hundred years gets laundrode in the wash
The keepers of the key have lied to you
they lied to me, millions died for a color'd cloth on a pole knee deep
Children fight so buerocrats can have a seat
Inflations up the dollars down war means economy
He's digging for the gold he wears a flag upon his sleeve
bible in his hand
Lavish the oil in the middle east
Ousted Ousted Ousted Ousted

ya don't believe ya don't
its dungary its dungary to talk
ya don't believe its dungary - ect
Bloody rag torn to shreds
Bloody rag millions dead
Bloody rag !
A bloody rag

An old motel broad side of the road
there aint been a lick of sense the manager hides
the lable sighsthrough booking agents and promoter ties

The contracts runnin out tonight
back to the laundromats tonight
We know our place we're in your face
we are a disgrace for the human race
no hallos here, none of us are saints

the underrated , the underdogs
the unnaounced, under the fog
the boat keeps floating and we keep rowing
Fuck off we're marchin on
We've never been about business man
they won't play us on the radio
I guess we're just a bloody neusance
We're just a bunch of fucking punks

[Chorus]

dogfighting planes over west germany the red baron'll say that you ain't his enemy somebody's hit they pulled the 'chute and the jumped ship a prisoner of war now counting bricks i'm proud to be(x3) an american one two three four(x2) yanks & confederates fed up with this marched to the trenches in the woods of gettysburg the canister and shells they fell like rain marched onward to cold harbor seven thousand fell in half an hour the one's that made it home never seemed the same

Yer goin to the rave
Yer goin to the rave
Ya wanna get laid gonna paint yer face

Goin to the disco
Goin to the disco
Man with the camel toe dancin to the techno

Goin to the rockshow
Goin to the rockshow
There hose'n off the pigs the devils in the backrow.

I'm a little mental I'm a little mental
I'm a gonna pogo through the glass window
the fog machine and the extasy in your mouth.....

it aint sexy its just fuckin foul

Lobotomies and all the loonies
come on lets get 'em now
We gatta storm this mental ward,
walk with our heads held proud
Zombies don't and dead men walk,
standing all around
nobody feels they've got no pulse,
we dance at the speed of sound
Get off your asses get off the mattress now

Go on back to the rubber room proud
ya gotta get back to the rubber room

variety acts went out magicians all fell out strippers in tippers in ventriliquist dummys out gypsy rose she was the best back in the days of good cheap burlesque jessie mack ran the heart attack vaudeville comedians watch my baby shake shes up there on the stage marry me from far away yer never gonna dance againwatch my baby shake shes up there on the stage harmony and melody began the long times square john got a room at the bowery house at 25 cents a bed flood light view of the chorus line that girl she saved my life

I aint goin to work today yea why not? cuz id rather work on breakin my own
bones with some style ya know Go 45 M.P.H Go down hill on a skate Theres a Code
that ya better know and there's one style & its to skate We skate in packs our
flag is Jaks theres always time to race only a fool has a pool and keeps it
full only a trader dont drain his pools (chorus) There i am skatin' solo down
9th Ave. A couple bikers pull up up on me one on each side theyre wavin back
and forth they try to lock me in and here comes a bus these scumbags want me
dead i know they want my head A jak pulls up, pulls a drumstick out of his
pocket sticks it in the spokes, and the biker slams dont laugh cuz he was a jak
we gotta go

there's not enough there's not enough there's not enough crash every night in a different place daylight's doin time birtha's just a ghetto slag cross the state lines always on the road rollin to the next dive always on the road tryin to save our souls a lot of these people on earth are props never gonna wake up like a pinball you try to get through keep your style points always on the road rollin to the next dive always on the road tryin to save our souls there's not enough souts cops crooks there's not enough lawyers doctors goons

they auctioned off our youth and it never sold i remember when you were young and acting like an adult ya contract that gave ya nill morals never filld so ya turned away started doin everything yer told one track retreads doin it all over again habitual device promise a lie on track retreads again hey kid i hear yer gonna be soldier in the troops sounds like a good career ya got your neck ina noose remember vietnam an economic front the poor at war makes money for the suits a filled up open minded club was capacity everubodys snortin coke and doin xtc the cows they stood in line for hours to get inside a disco rave to freak on a drum machine

woke up at the motor inn I was feelin sick livin on cottons everyday gutter hype with no veins i need a fix i need a front i need a new approach a new approach i'm boostin good at the record store a carton of smokes stolen credit cards the hustle weighs a ton the daily tolls too much everything is hurry up and wait everything i get goes to the man my life gets wasted in a bag had to cop on the street this alley's hot saw the goons made the switch here comes the squad started chasing us we kept on runnin we never really got away we kept on runnin we never really got away you never get away

John Gotti John Gotti
John Gotti John Gotti

We need a mob boss to run the states
We need a leader who kills police
Vote no no no no
On Democrats
Vote no no no no
On Elephants
Resurrect the dead

John Gotti John Gotti
John Gotti John Gotti

Dig up the Don and get his DNA
A clone of teflon to clean the slate
Vote no no no no
On politicians
Vote no no no no
On Free Masons

i aint got no luggage draggin me around analyzin all of yer problems walkin lookin at the groundtheres gotta be more to this there knockin down all the bricks the wall is gone and nothins done ingreedients are thick smacked back in the streets theyve cashed in on the chest of broadway i saw yer picture in the paper i thought about a century later and everybody whos was in it is ashes in incinerators

give me a dirty job im defected give me a new disease so infected all the smog i need the city air is green and all i wanna be is out of it outta touch i dont listen outta touch i dont care outta touch i pissed it away outta touch im out of hand dont wanna work for the man hey and im dont with the corner mna eh im on a boat alone with no river to go and no one knows cuz the raft is gone im out of it and i dont care out of touch im out of hand

she's my partner we're on the take wanting to get cought for god sakes she's my best friend goes down with me she holds my hand even though i'm a freak i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you we stay together through thick and thin if we're blood we'd be bloody inbreds we never get enought of it she like to fuck in public i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you she's my baby and i'm her old man they say we're crazy to stick together i say fuck you if you dont wanna fuck its obvious you dont get much i cant take just a sip we're pathetic babe we've been joined at the hip we're pathetic babe i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you i'm in fuck with you my love so in fuck with you

so long as i dont gotta look at you so long as i dont think just like ya do i'm gonna be alrightso long as i itll be alright so long goodbye so long as i dont gotta talk to you so long as i dont think just like ya do dont take to many of the free ride i lost my freedom overnight i'm not alright and thats alright i'm not alright and thats alright i'm not alright and still raunchy inside

billy club wears a uniform his dream job's to be a cop his hero was g.i. joe loved to change his clothes boy scout blues to screw banaroos to code of silence hand of the law has got control guilty of innocence i'm a compund fracture from the north of ontario i'm a no taught mannered product of my own that dunce in the corner said wants to be a cop caught me smokin in the toilet stall said i'll get you when i grow up billy club was on his beat noticed in my hand a drink remembers his childhood knows that he got me good billy club has got his gun it's out says to make a move i said billy when you gonna get over something to prove

Crash, rats in a trap
Hyper me back, won't let me crash
Clean off yer T.V. screens
Wipe the film nobody see's
eyeball that phoney smirk cuz
we;ve got to ring it out!
Crash , I'm gonna crash..... So tell me kid
to much is not enough! get em off the rack
Rocket sex and drugs to roll
its sterilized ya got fads to mold
Penelized a wild manimal
Hey! its just like they said
No money for the mind game
A vice that gripstill we're otta the way
Disect all those rejects, go ahead
and burn em all in the cage! Crash!
I'm judgin you and yer judgin me
Underneath its all gone seperates
the cause won't die till we turn in our graves
the trap is set! Yer gonna eat the seeds
Crash! a fuckin trap, hyper me back,
to the resource back to the crap

I'm down, downtown
I'm hangin around
I'm the stranger now
In a different town im missin a limb
I miss the in and out
My babe shes far away
Shes at the top of the world
I'm way down here, way down under
With the kangaroos
I need the in and out
I'm down, at the pleasurue chest
I'm usin' my mind to take me their
No landing pad for the astro plane
I got the in and out
Take off and run in and out
Take off and run yeah
Take off and run in and out
Take off the runway in and out
Were up, up in outer space
No over and under
Not any ground no weight up here
It's nice and dark
We have the in and out
Take off the run way (over in and out)
In and out in and out (over)

We're all still on this earth because we all still have to learn
to love and heal each other blasphemy I'll say the words
Yesterday rotates the same old broken tape
It falsefide my pride to hate's a soul waste

Its a shame on season
for truth to keep the lights on
Scripts are going to change
so far I see oncoming trains
a ball of wax, a can of worms
we all point out dogs resavoir
I'm puttin down my weapon now
I'm puttin down the gun
History repeats itself surrender took so long
As my mind discards itself, the pieces left alone
I cannot redeem it all m its still some other day
Planet life is far to short to let you bother me

It's in the drink it's in the shame
I won't remain, I won't remain
The flag is up don't bring it down
I'm gonna be I'm gonna be
I'm breakin free I'm gonna be

in '64 theres a milk man at the door heard the battle family had a new born baby named eddie was a product of the trailer parks his military father died when he was four drop kids drop dead they're drafted from a crib war birth war birth eddie battles got no chance far away in fighter planes, so many die in boming raids yer an old man at the age of 19 they sent him off to sea to sink in a submarine all the leaders they got the masses to believe march until yer dead do all the rest will be free death is democracy life is anarchy shoot the president i wanna fuck yer queen (chrous) eddies in the scouts & dreams about m-16's mom swims in a bottle for breakfast everyday the kids dont get along embarrased of his home he hates his pops who left and wants to do the same

no phones in tokyo to call on london a famous dame in spain said canada's for cunts i cant go to mexico ive played that game a rose a rita jail and slurr, my tiss of thee always everybody loves to hate us americans yet you wanna be (a commie) a citizen good luck in italy good luck in ireland if i only had a brain i'd stay in amsterdam when ya got a scrape with other countrys youll be kissn ass agian kiss this kissn ass to americans suckn on the usa smoken crack in broken glass livin in the us hate i dont like disneyland cant stand uncle sam i dont believe in the klan i dont believe in a statue made in france

I live a third world life
My people starve in poverty
It's really nice to see a
Band mean what they say
I know your freedom's limited
You've seen how it is for me
Few that come through isn't often
We just want to leave

The propaganda's horrible
The fascist president
He cleaned out the hospital
Of cancer patients
He took out the whole fifth floor
He's done it twice before
There isn't any law for him
Dictator has us chained

Croatia breaks
Croatia breaks

A matter of the factories
The workers don't get paid
For when we do it's spoiled food
We share with family
For if we question authority
One day we disappear
We just take the breaks
And dream escape and heading west

Croatia breaks
Croatia breaks

Quiet Knocks on the front door
delivery eat the liver
Pizzas for the stocking killer
Feed it to the head in the freezer
Ravaging inside the trash
they're all on speed
Place your bets the worms crawl in
My bodies in the grave
Shouting in my rooms no good
I won't be saved
take the hadcuffs off me now
I smoke in chains
No no no no no not again! (2x)
(skip one)
Not Again!
No no no no no not again
(skip one)
Deep sleep ain't what it used to be
Place yer guns onto the bar and keep me company
Eyes as black as frying pans and wilmas on T.V.
Billy Ruebens burns the blood don't move it stings
New Killer! New Killer! New Killers
yeah No no no no no not again! yes again

without her i cant get up and lace my shoes down at the corner i get her and we recluse gave me a million dreams stripped me of everything sick to my guts im your eternally her and me makin out on the toilet seet blistered together on the city streets she and me dripping in the sink chiils from the pins aint what it used to be her and me-she and me 15 years to date shes been usen me on that persian girl ya taste oh so bitter sweet it started out as a fling we ended in the back alley my girl you know i love it when yer killing me

look at yourself as the mirror pretends what you see is superman marval comic heroes to go crawlin up the wall like spiderman all the bodies are invited all the bodies are exited think yer mister know it all nothin but a poster on the wall send my kid off to war takin my money and ya still want more

two hundred loathsome cutthroats armed to the teeth hurling there grenades as they get closer to the beach we had cutlasses and blunderbusses off to get an island with the only money tree take it from the rich bless the pirates jump the ship and torture them the rich a twenty-one gun salute and three loud cheers pirate rowed ashore for their fair blosdy share town croud shouted out viva le roi twenty more cannons thirty-four muskets headed out for treasure in the bourbon islands plunder take was gold diamonds silks an porcelains madagascar we're comin for your barrels of rum a wooden leg i stand on by ye gallows we hung

Guitar sounds, the drums splash
our bowl is hot like a sauna
We've looked around the playgrounds
its sucker fish and pirahnas

Stuck in a tank Lost in Space
Tracks of the train going nowhere
We must repeat repeat after me
we're in a tank going know where

This is a stage poke me with a stick
kick me til i'm dead at least verbally
yer the enemy, yer just inbetween
a living mistake Identity

the tank we swim in gets smaller
and smaller! a school of sharks
all about the dollar size in you up
size in you out ! It's dirty pool
a School No rules we're comin up
lets get em out we're breaking out
From all the fools and threw the ranks

there's an o.d. case in the pool there's a couple passed out on the stairs watch your shoes cause they'll steal you blind you aint gonna find the winners here a dead mans weekend has got my name on it apologies and promises we've heard them all here going to the pub the suns down half way two fingers in the air cheers to the living salute the dead if youre gonna live drink like youre dead red wine for blood whiskey for fate kick up the dirt in tompkins square lift up your flask for a stiff

in the daytimes when we go to sleep cuz in the night were gonna hit the streets at 10 oclock goin out to the docks north beach is where were gonna meet war were gonna make a pact war no goin back war were all self castaways war and were gonna get away ya where gonna hit the street we cant wait for rumble beach molotov cocktails bombs away we cant wait for rumble beach war 9 oclock when my boots go on war steel knuckles and my wraparounds war theyre all lazy rockers war and were all out of bounds on the balconies and down to the beach theryre drivin their cars up and down the streets look at the skirts they aint got no shirts and if we want em gotta kill em first its all bout you

I'll be the last to understand
while you were demoralized
God damnit times still on yer side

A rolling stone no less the
Dischords on the side
Just add a star up in the sky

With broken records broken spirits
we broke the bar we picked
each other off the floor
we chased our shakes away
and scared em with a drink
Always a better man that I

Thats why the saints were always marchin in
Even when their was no luck in sight
so who's to know? when's our time to go
so kiss yer kids and tuck em in good night
it'll be alright, its only life, I know yer
All Right its only life

Donnas guitar was your left arm
she's on the phone stood by yer side
you did her right
picnic in the park was everyones
good night , yer in the light yer in the light

shes got 15 personalities a glass eyeball and a problem brain livin out of town in a six foor ditch tries to hit herself but she always seems to miss ladybug i dont believe in love youre lost in the skies above daisies and a picket fence? i dont want yer love all of her clothes are the paper doll ya want to grow up in a fairy tale yer papa was a maggot and yer borther is a dirty faggot everyday the tragadies they never fail i dont have anything that you could ever want born downtown in a homeless onterourge brain hal empty as a basement ya know i'm inept i cant give you what i dont already have

i cant sit here everyday melitin in yer sun decades played in every craze heroes less than one a mon cries her soldier died you were born confused a pawn claims you won the game whos really the fool a spy that lies for the other side cannot trust cannot renew no chance no song and dance he cant hear the tune a junkie hype in the city lights the outfit broke in two pullin in the young and snuffin out yer youth a train goes by hop another ride skip on the caboose yer plans still lookin back leaves you on the tracks yer walkin blind were not walkin they stop then keep on walkin

born in the middle of a useless generation we never gave a fuck about the suicide nation loaded doen lockers at the antichrist station the kids are getting ready for death & starvation it's all about now in my present situation i don't wanna go past my fourth grade education all these mixed emotions & boring complication i'm just an unfinished product of the teenage generation don't need no company need no authority don't need ya hangin' about this is my no company town don't let 'em starve

"Yer Country"
Country, it aint no tis of thee
Country, I'm proud to be ashamed
The sham of 69 gear'd up
for riots gainst police
the country is rippin at the seams
the Barbed wire bop
bomb shelters in backyards
Roller skating at the hop
Rebel Rock
love and peace was funny understandings just a crock
Country Woody Gunthrie took the lumps
Country, just a suitcase adn a thumb
Well if ya practice what ya preach
I heard irt makes ya smile
(the) country boys are frowning all the while
the Country,Country,the Country
Country! it won't stop fucking me
the Country, will crush you with its feet
Country croneing and moaning a hymn
the Countryof regulations never bend
Rebel Rebel rock
Piece and love was funny
Understanding just a crock

Kill I kill too much
I killed you
Now I made a fucking mess
A mop and pail to clean the blood
Kill I kill too much
I killed you
You made me snap I'm sorry corpse
Spilled your guts with a hook

You might recall we were constitutional
You might recall we tore down the wall
The road has gotten narrow
They keep it subliminal
You might recall the uniform control
You might recall stallion installed
New world order of the new

Art kills
Art kills
Art kills
Art kills

all of my friens theyre actin like theyre dead all of friends lie about what they said some of them get in a band the wagons really full this week yer a funny punk yer wisdoms full go back home back where you belong go back home back to where yer from somebody died and had nowhere to go somebody died so ya cut and dyed your hair alternative and arty gigs a tee-shirt print sid yer alty wannabes someone kill that word when all is said and done i wanna fight dont wanna die get out of the way out of the way out of the way

Intro: Oklahoma city bombing cover up
Timothy McVeigh is innocent
By preponderance of evidence

Lets get it straight a cover up is no accident
Evidence isolates the patsy lone assassin
Conquer and divide tactic is designed
To refute
The fingerprint man the planted witness
Military truck in a parking lot

United States congress forced to investigate
Due to public outcry the FBI has lied
Smear campaigns CIA engaged
Routine
Camoflauge a Ryder truck
The huggers hid the other bombs
Military truck in a parking lot
Murrah Building had explosives that
Did not go off! No novelty clocks...
Dismiss the sniffing dogs
McVeigh was at McDonalds not renting trucks

A mile and a 4th down the street
Soaked in the rain dry clothes on John Doe
16 thousand tons of A.N.T.O.
The B.A.T.F. agent no elevator plummetted
Forty four days to congregate
A story to formulate
Security camera documents

McVeigh was framed
McVeigh was framed
Cover up framed
Cover up framed
Cover up framed
Cover up framed

Jumped of the staircase when the barkeep threw me out i had to pack my suitcase when they said to leave town i looked up at the sign that said bombs are not allowed i went and made my own sign to ya can't shove me around bombs not food Baggage claim department's overloaded once again someone tried to hug me for the soft spot in my back and all the clubs are closing down undercover and underground all the pimps they're in pink economy is down generation kennedy the mother ship is on the way the world is running from the push of a button mass destruction of a world war weapon the country is fat enough bombs not food

Kill me I need the rest
Put me out of misery
Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna break
I'm a slowe for the gow
Slave labor to slave
And drag around

Needle's broken in the ditch of burned out veins
I point out the problem three fingers point at me
I'm a slowe for the gow/ For the gow for the gow
Slave labor to slave/ I drag myself around
I can't live without the thought of something killing me
Service for the sick a minute takes a month
Service for the sick in the heat of a cold sweat
For the gow, for the gow
I won't put my shovel down
For the gow, for the gow
I cannot be found
I keep working to get well I guess I never will
No more grass from shanty town I graduated to the gow
To the gow
To the gow

I'm a slowe for the gow
Slave labor to slave
For the gow, for the gow
Drag myself around

Can't buy you cadillac a diamond ring there's no dough in the ghetto a nine to nine got a barmy life and i broke all thw windows we are the isolated ones we're gonna run run run get my loaded gun bel air mannequin's too good for me it walked by as if i was a bum kicking my can across the dirty street to my mansion at the dump we're your minority in the city financial district we ain't blessed i just seen a suit jump off a building i guess the stocks in the market crashed the solid waste here bulks in plenty of theives and plenty of greed nothing to eat but a can of beans and i'm stuck with l.s.e. projects road rage car jacks looting shoulders of the world a no life gangfight parasite shooting shoulders of the world

lotta' paranoia everywhere take a look out yer door if it ain'y the tube it's the paper news third world war or church they feed us all this phony propaganda they pawn it off as food for thought the swap meet world of oil and coal no water no jobs cost of dyin' keeps goin' up like everything else forefathers didn't foresee that there would be always less for kids they left us an is ball of clay to play with yeah, we've all been judged wasting our time in court beat down by the gravel several times before sitting in my cell while the world is spinning by those ain't the bars that i like to hang out in u.s. Bombs the world that's what the tv said u.s. bombs the world that's what the papers say yesterday & today

mackn with trish in the dark on the docks turn the ambulance sirens up emergency baby i aint one to wait i gonna get yer britches off any day now there gonna drop the bomb and were gonna be a bucket of bones we got an hour till day we got to go all the way and shoot the rockets in the rescue zone (chrous) roll over baby say hello daddy king adoption papers ready come to dixie a dysfunctional home hostage all alone old soup on yer apron babe ill lick it off i woke up to the alarm on my radio those AM airwaves all ways set me off the old men talk all day they talk about the same old things dirty sheets and a dirty hand full of blow thrift store opened and i gotta buy a pair of shoes gotta get her number and im gonna make a telephone call lets go splah some booze i wanna drink it off you told me to get a barel(and ride it down niagra falls)

Theres a brand new gig
and its called the wig

its not for your head
its not the jig
Lossen up your pants
and freak to the beat
take a slug of you beer
and let it rip

If ya had a hard day, then ya better start wiggin out
ya don't have to count and it don't take a talent scout
ys don't have to measure up
you don't need a coin for the cup
Just go for it , let it rip
Wig Out!! - exit
Nobody cares if you wanna flip
If everyone stares there just jealous
If yer home alone put your pajamas on
turn the music up and let the neighbors wig
If you hit some one you don't have to fitght
the cops will bring yer own spot light
No tough guys need to prove
you had a dog day afternoon
Just blow off and wig on out!

brought up as peasants at the bottom of the hill hobroken's only view a mountaintop rubber plant the factory whistle blows twice every day smokestacks make the skies black so thick i could hardly see i ain't gonna waste away for the price of steady pay townsfolk look like zombies gotta break away got no welcome mats you leave no coming back wasn't the first to take the same old crap this town no one leaves this town no no one sleeps so uptight no one breathes this town ain't for me don't give me no lip cause i quit the hometown if that's all there is keep it for yourself i've had a lot of steady jobs i've had enough another day's too much gonna pack it up i'm city bound catch the five fifteen out going to the coast hobroken nightmare used to be a dream hobroken nightmare gotta break free

Walked all around through London Town
Hung awhile on carnaby
What happened to the Soho
What happened to Kings Road
A revolution blitze
Completely smashed to bits
of kids, what about the future
I thought that there was none
Die Alone!
A queens jubilee, the kings gettin change
and Malcomb gets arrrested for publicity
So let it rock and let it sex
the fetish in the punk rock is left fo dead

At each others throat they couldn't trust themselves
no ones taking notes
Tell it like it was
Someone takes a stab and no one makes a stand
Living in the flaws of an imperfect world
a fight for freedom freedom lost
We die alone
Remember the cause
We die alone, so die with a cause
We die alone, a calling of the punks
We die alone, because I still trust no one.

get me up mr mike rown phone ya never save for a wake chippin more of me everyday yer justed get used to it claim to fame is callin yer name mr mike row phone one bag for a business man on mommys loan its black and white its white black he brings it to yer front door its so easy no more money from yer mommy quetido de negra es beskante of lebianka everything i own even my sols everything everything no one knows mr mike row phone he live with mrs jones believe in wrecks yer a fucking mess and winners never quit unlucky night for mr mike cuz you cant cop yer soul mr mike no energy its soakin up yer bones

The UPS man just pulled up
He dropped a package on the steps
My ticket out is in that box
Been waiting for a month
I tore it up and ripped it out
And slid on linoleum
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
It's hot outside it's dead inside
I'm out I'd rather melt
X-heads is killing cats
Smoked potatoes on the couch
No one's left I got in common
It's time to check out
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
Yeah I fucking roll because
My life's too fucking short
Those marathon goodbyes
One day will be for good
Break out and leave this life behind
That's my favorite song
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around
Unattached but I'm attached
I roll around

had a treasure map that said park it over at the asylum took a gander over the fence to an empty left hand kidney round and big with a perfect hip pearl white smooth surface tile's so blue fat coping lips grabbed our boards and we dropped in we're carvin we're grindin skater dater we're flyin we're slidin skater dater boards flew over the fence empty the pool and they will come all of the greats from the past showed for one last session we're carvin we're grindin skater dater we're flyin we're slidin skater dater sweepers and laybacks indie airs and fast plants the session of sessions skater dater here come all of the dogtowners make way for the badlanders boys from the south bay sf orange county over the death box everyone blazed here comes ta bulky and jay strople salba blackheart malba phillips pineapple gater the worm six shooter kiwi waldo to wally someone call me a cab

i cant forget shit i get from other bands i cant forget kicken dope in a cargo van memphis winter in a frigidare it gives me more character pissed out winds united air crossed the mississippi bridge procelain death rock and roll decayed porcelain death a royal flush away we rolled away T.C.B i grabbed myself and blew to lisa lisa marie pulled up broke to every gig thats the sign of sucess haggle out at every thrift just to get a sewing kit i know the kings lookin down at me cuz now its raining hamburger grease closed my eyes and hit my knees in front of the wall of the wall of graffiti the kings fuckin dead fat man on a throne dead in his piss thats how im gonna go the kinds is dead and punk rock lives seventy seven is the year of the wreck T.C.B i took care of business and blew to lisa marie RnR is dead

what else can you do you bit more than you can chew the hand is feeding you checkpoint charlie's coming soon radar controls your moves satellite the baby food human race will lose they're cloning me and you cleanliness is next to deadliness how low can we go this is not a test no we got no map cause we're on our own taking our place in laptop world catchers goin rye bar tab cut and dry we will not eat tonight no choices for your own life a pirate's life for me we have to reap and rape we get no minimum wage we take as musch as we can take hey hey hey made a mistake turn back the page to the last century