YOU'VE GOT TO DIE FOR THE GOVERNMENT
you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! there's a gulf war vet, dying a slow, cold
death and the government says, "we don't know the source of his sickness." but don't believe what they say, because your government
is lying they've done it before and don't you know they'll do it again a secret test, government built virus "subject test group: gulf
battle field troops" you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! first world war
veterans slaughtered, by general eisenhower you give them your life, they give you a stab in the back radiation, agent orange, tested
on us souls guinea pigs for western corporations i never have, i never will pledge allegiance to their flag you're getting used, you'll end
up dead! you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! i don't need you to tell me what
to do and i don't need you to tell me what to be... fuck you! i don't need you to tell me what to say and i don't need you to tell me
what to think! what to think! what to think, what to think, what to think, think, think, think! you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for
your government? die for your country? that's shit!
SAFE TONIGHT
you know i feel so violent, just want to break some glass every day i pray it'll be my last turning to a blank wall wondering what to
do? turning to a caliber .22 every day he starts the same old fight. and every day it just gets worse by night if i hit the streets i think
i'll be alright. but until i do, i won't be safe tonight... safe tonight every day i remember all that led to this. and every day don't you
know i get a little more pissed banging on myself because i just don't care. there's nothing left for me back there he's twisted and
violent, i don't know what to do. i left there for the streets last night thinking only of you, be safe tonight safe tonight it all falls
down on to me, like a baseball bat. it hurts me, haunts me, hurts me, haunts me i never want to go back. i'm twisted tonight, and i
don't know what to do i'm twisted tonight, i want to be with you, i want to be with you, i want to be with, be with, be with, be with
you...
DAVEY DESTROYED THE PUNK SCENE
he thinks because he's got spikes on his leather, that he's the punkest, he thinks he's better! he walks around with his nose in the air,
the only thing bigger than his ego is his hair he thinks that uniform he's wearing is a good excuse for his snobby glaring davey
destroyed the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene i don't know
when punk became a uniform, i always thought uniforms were for the army but i guess he's got punk rock hair, he's paid a fortune for
his gear davey destroyed the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene
we've got to try to stick together oi! oi! we're not supposed to fight each other oi! oi! stand against the government but stand up for
ourselves oi! oi! if this ignorance continues punk will be lost on the book shelves what happened to punk rock kids uniting, now we're
competing, now we're fighting. he drives the younger kids away, sacrificing us for his image, punk rock kids will pay davey destroyed
the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene it's already destroyed!
SUMMER SQUATTER GO HOME
go home, go home squatter go home i think i hear your mommy callin' on your cellular phone she said your dad wants his car back so
you'd better go home squatter go home (x4) go home, go home squatter go home you got no money for the punk rock show it's
delegated for a beer and a ho spitting, pissing, cumming, and shitting so you have cool clothes squatter go home i see you sittin' on the
boulevard with your tired and pissed off stare tellin' everyone your hard luck story, and what landed you here you think of mommy
and of daddy out in their safe suburban home and you know that's where you're gonna be when you start to feel the cold i'm saying
poser go home poser squatter go home summer squatter go home poser squatter go home squatter go home (x4) summer squatter go
home
FUCK POLICE BRUTALITY
a bunch of punks hangin' out on the streets before a show. patty wagon pulls up -instinct- "run man, let's just go!" cop chases them
through the streets and then they go inside they run into a show where maybe they can hide fuck police brutality he hides just
standing in the crowd there's nowhere he can run the cop comes up behind him and he cracks him with a gun. drags his bloody ass
outside and throws him to the ground. "there's no where left to take you boy, you're already downtown." fuck police brutality but the
cops can do no wrong. they can kill, they can rape, they can do what they want, but the cops can do no wrong. we've got to fight,
take back the night, the cops are just like hitler's third reich, do what they want. who do we fear? who do we trust? how do we
know?
KILL THE RICH
a billionaire chatting with his friends, they've gotta stop to laugh "we've really got those suckers fooled, we've got 'em trained like
rats!" the riches plot, control your mind, to make you blame yourself "the rich are rich because they're smarter than me..." you're
taught this is right, that it's your fault kill, kill, kill! they throw a war like a party saying, "it's for a moral cause..." telling you if you're
a patriot that, "you better do what you're told!" you burn a flag, you're gonna hang, brainwashed nationalism makes you a tool they're
getting rich by selling weapons to both countries, you never think to question what you're told! kill, kill, kill! they're gonna give you
nothing they want to take away the little they call something you know you're being used, but still you play along. if you're not
complacent, you're doing something wrong. one day they'll push too far that marks the beginning of their end. we'll bring them
crashing down 'til they're all dead, they're all dead! the time is growing near... put the trigger to the man... ok, kill 'em!
NO MORE DEAD
why don't you come over here and see what you have created it'll make you laugh so hard you'll cry and lookin' into the black you
made me so far past sick lookin' into your eyes i wish you'd die. no more dead (x2) well i've seen the crosses burnt and holy and the
people they all come down they're screaming, "hey man, it's a fix!" and i looked into the cause in which, you were striving towards;
and i thought, thought of the wasted, wasted youth... no more dead (x2) he's lying all alone. his life is stolen, yes it's gone into the
black of night can't you see it was no fault of his own trapped into a ghetto, bred into a slum, killing his own instead of rich white men
and he's never gonna escape from it now, because it's over, and he's dead the end.
CONFUSED YOUTH
she's always askin' him what he wants to do how many times does he have to say, he's fucking confused? he'd run away but they're
nowhere else to run why do they try to conform us? we just wanna have fun we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our youth confused
youth "why don't you go to school? you need to grow up." they're so inatuated like growing up is something you shoot up some girls
my age they want to have a baby some of them wanna get married... they're fucking crazy we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our
youth confused youth adults like to bring us up to be and act like them if we don't act alike discard and try again there is no room
deep in their eyes for an individual "conform" and "stand in line" make sure you fit the mold it's alright to grow old, to mature and
become wise too bad all they seem to want is to die in ignorance "straighten your back, straighten your face and lose your grin" "it's
time to be serious, think hard but always give in" "you are the inferior, open your eyes and close your mouth" "grow up to be just like
me watch and follow with no doubt" train children like a dog "try not to get in the way" "when i talk you should obey" "try not to get
in the way" it's not a war what are you fighting for? life's not a war there's no need to conform we need help but not everyday there's
no need to, no need to use force we need help but not in every single way we don't need utter control "why don't you go to school?
you need to grow up" like growing up is something that you just shoot up all of us we'd run away, but where would we go? just loosen
your grip on our leash you don't have to let go we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our youth confused youth
YOUR DADDY WAS A RICH MAN, YOUR DADDY'S FUCKING DEAD
all you ever do is brag about your dad well what the mother fucking hell did he ever do? he had some money, i guess he was fucking
rich yeah, well if you ask me i think you dad was a fuckin' dick he was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a rich
man, your daddy's fucking dead he was a brainwashed, scum fucker, wasted mother fucking piece of shit dead... your daddy made a lot
of fucking money, i guess that means he was a real fucking honey? yeah more like your dad was just a mother fucking scum bag who
had to stick a needle into his dick to get high your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a rich man, your
daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a scumbag, mother fucker, fuckhead, asshole, piece of shit he was a whore, a fuckin' rich piece of
whore