This is a public service announcement
This is only a test
Emergency evacuation protest
May impair your ability to operate machinery
Can’t quite tell just what it means to me
Keep out of reach of children
Don’t talk to strangers
Get your philosophy from a bumper sticker
Warning: Live without warning
Warning: Live without warning
Better homes and safety-sealed communities?
Did you remember to pay the utility?
Caution: police line: you better not cross
Is the cop or am I
The one that’s really dangerous?
Sanitation, Expiration date, Question everything?
Or shut up and be the victim of authority
Warning: Live without warning
Warning: Live without warning
Better homes and safety-sealed communities?
Did you remember to pay the utility?
Caution: police line: you better not cross
Is the cop or am I
The one that’s really dangerous?
Sanitation, Expiration date, Question everything?
Or shut up and be the victim of authority
Warning: Live without warning
Warning: Live without warning
This is a public service announcement
This was only a test
Blood, Sex, and Booze
Waiting in a room
All dressed up and bound and gagged
To a chair
It’s so unfair
I don’t dare to move, for the pain
She puts me through is what I need
So make it bleed
I’m in distress, oh mistress
I confess so do it one more time
These handcuffs are too tight
You know I will obey so please
Don’t make me beg
For blood, sex, and booze you give me
Some say I’m disturbed
But it’s what I deserve
Another lesson to be learned form a girl called kill
My head is in the gutter
Thank you sir, strike up another mandolin
Of discipline
Throw me to the dogs
Let them eat my flesh down
To the wood
It feels so good
Church on Sunday
Today is the first day of the rest
Of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything’s all right
I’m not getting any younger as long
As you don’t get any older
I’m not goiong to state that yesterday never was
Bloodshot deadbeat and lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes
if I promise to go to chuch on Sunday
Will you go with me on Friday night?
If you live with me, I’ll die for you
And this compromise
I hereby solemnly swear to tell
The whole truth
And nothing but the truth is what
I’ll ever hear from you
“Trust” is a dirty word that comes
Only from such a liar
But “respect” is something I will earn
If you have faith
Fashion Victim
He’s a victim of his own time
With his “vintage suit” and tie
He’s a casualty dressed to the teeth
In the latest genocide
The new seasons come and go
At the dog and pony show
Gonna sit and beg and fetch for names
And follow the dress codes
WHAT’S IN THE NAME?…HEY!
She’s a scented magazine
Looking sharp and living clean
Living well and dressed to kill
But she looks like hell to me
So when you’re dancing through your wardrobe
Do the anorex -a go-go
Cloaked with style
For pedophiles as the credit card explodes
You auctioned off your life
For the “most expensive” price
Going once…
Going twice…
Now it’s gone
(youth crew)
You auctioned off your life
For the “most expensive” price
Going once…
Going twice…
Now it’s gone
What’s in the name, hey?
What’s in the name, hey?
What’s in the name
Cataway
I’m on a sentimental journey
Into sight and sound
Of no return and no looking back or down
A conscientious objector
To the war that’s in my mind
Leaving in the lurch and I’m
Taking back what’s mine
I’m on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto desolation road
(where I’m a…
Castaway- going at it alone
Castaway- now I’m on my own
Castaway- going at it alone
Castaway- now im on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound
Castaway
I’m riding on the night train
And driving stolen cars
Testing my nerves out on the blvd.
Spontaneous combustion in the
Corners of my mind
Leaving ion the lurch
And I’m taking back what’s mine
I’m on a mission
Into destination unknown
An expedition
Onto desolation road
(where I’m a…
Castaway- going at it alone
Castaway- now I’m on my own
Castaway- going at it alone
Castaway- now im on my own
Lost and found, trouble bound
Castaway
Misery
Virginia was a “lot lizard” from F.L.A.
She had a compound fracture in the “trunk”
It started when she ran a way
Thumbs out on the interstate
She hitched a ride to misery
“Mr.Whirly” had a catastrophic incident
He fell into the city by the bay
He liquidated his estate
Now he sleeps upon the Haight
Panhandling misery
He’s gunna get high
When he’s low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams away
I said I don’t know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of Misery
Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam
He ran the drug cartel out of “tinseltown”
They found him in a Cadillac
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat in the name
Of misery
Gina hit the road to New York City
Mysteriously that night Vinnie croaked
She stopped in Vegas to elope
With Virginia and the dope
And kissed the bride eternally
And they’re gunna get high
When they’re low
The fire burns from better days
And he screamed why oh why
I said I don’t know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday<
Of misery
Hell hounds on your trail now once again… boy
It’s groping on your leg until it sleeps
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow
Because it’s not what you make…it’s what you leave
And we’re gunna get high
When I’m low
The fire burns from better days
And she screams why oh why
I said I don’t know
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday
Of misery
Deadbeat Holiday
Wake up, The house is on fire
And the cat’s caught in the dryer
Philosophy’s a liar when
Your home is your headstone
“Icon” is the last chance for hope
When there’s no such thing as heroes
Your faith lies in the ditch that
You dug yourself in
Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When the lights are going down
Deadbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
There’s a vacant sign that’s hanging high
On a noose over your home
Deadbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
There’s a vacant sign hanging high
But at least you’re not alone
Christmas lights in the middle of August
Grudges come back to haunt us
Your oldest allies are your long lost enemies
Grounded in a duplex to find that
Your living on a landmine
Vacation hot spots is a cemetery drive
Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay
When the lights are going down
Deadbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
There’s a vacant sign that’s hanging high
On a noose over your home
Deadbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
There’s a vacant sign hanging high
But at least you’re not alone
Last chance to piss it all away
Nothing but hell to pay when all you
Want to do is…not to…give up…
Hold On
As I stepped to edge
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
With my conscience beating
Like the pulse of a drum
That hammers on and on
Until I reach the break of day
As the sun beats down
On the halfway house
Has my conscience beating
The sound in my ear
The will to persevere
As I reach the break of day
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing’s left to cling onto
You got to Hold on to yourself
A cry of hope
A plea for peace
And my conscience beating
It’s not what I want for
It’s all that I need
To reach the break of day
So I run to the edge
Beyond a shadows of a doubt
With my conscience beating
Here lies the truth
The lost treasures of my youth
As I hold on to the break of day
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing’s left to cling onto
You got to Hold on to yourself
When you lost all hope and excuses
And the cheapskates and the losers
Nothing’s left to cling onto
You got to Hold on to yourself
Jackass
To know you is to hate you
So loving you must be like suicide
I don’t mind if you don’t mind
I’m not the one that’s going to die
I guess I just can’t listen
To this one sided conversation again
Cause I don’t care if you don’t care
No one ever said that life is fair
Everybody loves a joke
But no one likes a fool
And you’re always cracking the same old lines again
You’re well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity
The center of attention
Got an honorable mention once again
Congratulations and salutations
You’re a figment of your own imagination
Everybody loves a joke
But no one likes a fool
And you’re always cracking the same old lines again
You’re well rehearsed on every verse
And that was stated clear
But no one understands your verity
To know you is to bait you
And you fell victim to your own denial
I don’t mind if you don’t mind
If you’re wasting all your time
Waiting
I’ve been waiting a long time
For this moment to come
I’m destined
For anything…at all
Downtown, lights will be shining
On me like a new diamond
Ring out under the midnight hour
No one can touch me now
And I can’t turn my back
It’s too late ready or not at all
I’m so much closer now than
I have ever known…
Wake up
Dawning of a new era
Calling…don’t let it catch you falling
Ready or not at all
So close enough to taste it
Almost…I can embrace this
Feeling…on the tip of my tongue
I’m so much closer now than
I have ever known
Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars…
I’ve been waiting a lifetime
For this moment to come
I’m destined for anything at all
Dumbstruck
Colour me stupid
Good Luck
You’re gonna need it
Where I’m going if I get there…
At all…
Wake up
Better thank your lucky stars…
Minority
I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority
I pledge allegiance to the underworld
One nation under dog
There of which I stand alone
A face in the crowd
Unsung, against the mold
Without a doubt
Singled out
The only way I know
I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority
Stepped out of line
Like a sheep runs from the herd
Marching out of time
To my own beat now
The only way I know
One light, one mind
Flashing in the dark
Blinded by the silence of a thousand broken hearts
“For crying out loud” she screamed unto me
A free for all
Fuck ‘em all
“You are your own sight”
I want to be the minority
I don’t need your authority
Down with the moral majority
‘Cause I want to be the minority
Macy’s Day Parade
Today’s the Macy’s Day Parade
The night of the living dead is on it’s way
With the credit report for duty call
It’s a lifetime guarantee
Stuffed in a coffin “10% more free”
Red light special at the mausoleum
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed to you
What’s the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
When In was a kid I thought
I wanted all the things that I haven’t got
Oh, I learned the hardest way
Then I realized what it took
To tell the difference between
Thieves and crooks
When all along it was me and you
Give something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I’m thinking about
A brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
‘Cause now I know
It’s all that I wanted
What’s the consolation prize?
Economy sized dreams of hope
Give something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Because I’m thinking about
A brand new hope
The one I’ve never known
And where it goes
And I’m thinking about
The only road
The one I’ve never known