Lyrics:
The Spreading Gray Forest--
my home was once so nice and green
I basked in the sun and played in the trees
but a gray forest has swept over the land
now everything I see is gray and bland
the trees are now rectangular and cold
the humans have made them their homes
the ground is no longer made of dirt
now it’s a cold grey world full of hurt
everyday is a struggle to survive
around each corner is a chance that I may die
I cross solid gray rivers
dodging metal machines
they’ll run you down
they’ve killed my family
my food supply is dwindling fast
I’m forced to rummage through the humans’ trash
these towering monsters are all so sick
they won’t think twice to snap your neck
around the rivers are the corpses of my friends
I get the feeling we’re nearing the world’s end
these human beings are destroying everything
they are selfish and the evil is spreading!
Murder and Death--
murder, death
troops are marching to war today
they are going to blow the enemy away
guns are fired and blood is spilled
how many more people must be killed?
Murder is what you’re advocating
death is what you are making
murder, death
skulls lie empty, your eyes appear blank
all you see is massacre rolling in on tanks
explosions surround you, bullets going by
with each trigger pulled it’s more and more likely that you are gonna die
When Bush Comes to Shove--
we’re well mannered boys
we don’t act out of line
we do our homework every night
and hand it in on time
we don’t cuss or drink
cos that’s the devils way
and we never ever masturbate
cos the church said it ain’t OK
it’s easy to call for war
while you’re sitting pretty in D.C.
But would you be so brave
on the front lines of the middle east?
if it were you that was going to die
if you had to chance being blown up
would you fly half way around the world
and still be talking to tough?
But when there’s oil to be had
there will be bombs dropped from above
this is what happens
when bush comes to shove
the people don’t want your war
so you gotta lie to them
tell them that iraq
has weapons of mass destruction
but don’t tell the fools
how the economy will suffer
you gotta spread hate
cos you can’t get rich off of us loving each other
and when ratings are down
there will be bombs falling from above
that’s what you get
when bush comes to shove
Tourrettes--
(Random fuckin cuss words)
The Season of Death--
The sky is falling in flakes of ash
the sun is gone
everything is cold and gray
corpses are strewn in the streets
in this season of death
we knew this would eventually come
it’s only a matter of time
till the arms race came to it’s finish
but this race is unusual
there are only losers
no one can claim to be the victors
we all had the bomb and we were all at war
and as each bomb fell, so did more and more
and when they had all been used
the living left their fallout shelters
the landscape was charred and soaked in blood
bodies were everywhere, stuck in the mud
this is the nuclear winter let’s make ash angels
this is the nuclear winter let’s make ash angels
Concrete//Razorwire--
they are building walls
stealing land in Zion’s name
concrete razorwire
extermination
gazza strip and the west bank
concrete razorwire
two nations insane
warring over religion
concrete razorwire
they are building walls
solid symbol of hatred
concrete razorwire
when will the people of this planet
realize that violence is destroying it
fighting each other when we should have peace
here’s to hoping the violence will cease
suicide bombers and walls of despair
when will people begin to care
the U.S. is supporting a military occupation
we need to tell the government to stop sustaining this violent situation!
U.S. Foreign Policy is Terrorism--
He claims to be fighting for freedom and democracy
but he’s using sadistic methods to force on others his own twisted ideology
he lies about iraq having nukes but wants to build some himself
is the hyporcracy of our foreign policy
apparent to anybody else?
If the people who are calling for a war on terrorism
want such a war to be truly effective
they need to drop the nukes on themselves
cos U.S. Foreign policy is terrorism
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
who drops the bombs?
John’s Tree-hugging, Hippie-shit Song--
rape the land
in the name of progress
to see who can
build it the fastest
I don’t need a fuckin highway
I’d rather breathe
call me a criminal
but YOU kill the earth
terrorizing the planet
pandemic of greed
what’s gonna be left
10 years from now
a giant parking lot
or a fuckin wal-mart?
I’d rather breathe
but it doesn’t matter to you
just turn on the television
let the next generation worry
in the end you’ll fuckin see
the earth will shake us off
like a bad case of fleas
pandemic of greed
You’re a Machine--
broken down
robbed of you’re humanity
learned to kill
taught to hate
you’re no longer a human being
you’re no longer a human being
you’re no longer a human being
no you’re just a fuckin machine
shaved head
empty eyes
mind is filled
with all their lies
you went to war
fought the enemy
you did you’re duty
and felt nothing
Fascion--
the clothes you wear
the way you dress
should not dictate
how much respect you get
fashion is, fashion is, fashion is
fascism
go to the mall
stand at the windows and drool
why are sweatshop products
considered cool?
