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Deaf, Dumb, and Blind
Telefucked
Third World Order
Angry Kid
Get Out
ANTHRAX!!!
Sam the Moose
Together We Can
B.S.
Brainstorm
Deaf, Dumb, and Blind
Listen close... as I listen to you
But you'll never hear it the way that I wanted to
Hear me scream, yeah hear me yell
Cuz you'll never know what it's like here in this hell
Cuz you'll never notice me
And its you I never see
So I might as well just be
Deaf dumb and blind
Help me up, up off the floor
Then kick me right back down, and demand more
Show me you, show me you care
Then trip me with your lie, down the stairs
Cuz you'll never notice me
And its you I never see
So I might as well just be
Deaf dumb and blind
You'll never hear it the way I wanted to (x 9,000)
Telefucked
Angels singin' jingles for God's corporation
Now your saved, throw it away with blind conviction
Where we gonna stop this stupid moral self-destruction?
Say its for the the children or the ill or the poor
Shuffle all the money out the Church back door
Got the nerve to turn around and tele-pray for more
Drenched in perfume with a plastic-lookin face
Blinded by the light, never question your faith
Misunderstand us all so gladly, drawn in by their gaze
Phones ringin' off the hook add to my depression
Ravenous like wolves, takin candy from a Christian
Praise the New Lord, its the half-off sale of heaven
Looks like you got TELE-FUCKED!
Looks like you got TELE-FUCKED!
Looks like religion's drowning, its all about the buck
Looks like you got TELE-FUCKED!
Callin' for salvation but the line was busy
The man on the TV tellin' me God said "GIMME!"
Gotta praise Christ 'til your very last penny
Wearin' fancy suits sayin' Jesus needs the money!
Third World Order
This is the land of oportunity
This is the land of affluency
This is the land of so many sheltered lives
Ignorance thrives in our Aristocracy
Who draws the border for this New World Order?
Who decides? its insane, Third World Order
Train our kids to be patriotic
Train our troops to be psychotic
Dumb us up, and numb us down
No wonder we're all so idiotic
(This song is about how we here in the US and the richer states have no
idea, no clue, of what life is like for the majority of people in the world
living in poor, disease and crime infested countries where people sleep on the
side of the road, meters away from being crushed by the tires of the freight
trucks which pump smoke into the sky til clouds turn black and people are
faced with death every day of their lives, where traffic is like a hellish
mele of metal and flesh, where your only right is to get the fuck out of the
way. Think about that the next time you complain about anything.)
Angry Kid
Fuck Kurt Cobain and all his wannabes
They piss me off with all of their depressed bullshit
Fuck those kid at school who always try to tell me
"He's a jock" and "she's a prep" and "he's a punk", WHO GIVES A SHIT?
(not me)
Just another angry kid
Please ignore as I whine and bitch
Not too different from the rest
Why is life such a fucking mess?
Fuck Avril Lavigne and god save MTV
I get so sick of all this pop-punk bullshit
Fucking burn Hot Topic and Good Charlotte too
Fuck New Found Glory and Blink 182
Just another angry kid
Please ignore as I whine and bitch
Not too different from the rest
Why is life such a fucking mess?
(wailing ninja guitar solo)
Just another angry kid
Just another fuckin' angry kid
Just another angry kid
Just another fuckin' angry kid
Why does it have to be like this?
Why's it always gotta be like this?
Get Out
I really thought I'd get it out this time
I really thought I'd get these thoughts out of mind
I keep believing that I'll get away somehow
But when I leave I just keep turning back around
I bang my head against the wall
How the fuck will I get through it all?
Get out! Get outta my mind
Get out! Get outta my mind
When I'm alone, I'll be fine
Get out! Get outta my mind
There's a place in this head where a bullet belongs
But if I put it there then I wouldn't be strong
Why can't they understand what I try to say?
I try so hard to explain but they just turn away
I bang my head against the wall
How the fuck will I get through it all?
Get out! Get outta my mind
Get out! Get outta my mind
When I'm alone, I'll be fine
Get out! Get outta my mind
I really thought I'd get out this time
I really think I'm going out of my mind
I'm filling up with hate and sinking down
I gotta find a way to get it out...
GET IT OUT!
Get out! Get outta my mind
Get out! Get outta my mind
When I'm alone, I'll be fine
Get out! Get OUT OF MY MIND!
ANTHRAX!!!
(credits to George Olive for part of this one)
Toxin tractor spurts green, blood from Death's veins
Nothing to lose but there's nothing left to gain
Storm of scud missiles, falling like rain
Primal stage of anthrax, begin to feel the PAIN!
Infection spreads, your face turns pale
Whats white, powder, death all over, comes in the mail?
Blood fills your mouth as you try to exhale
Second stage of anthrax, feel your lungs FAIL!
Nothing for you to do but
INHALE YOUR FATE
Welcome to hell...
There's no ESCAPE from...
ANTHRAX!!!
Screams from tortured bodies lying everywhere
Haze of toxic gas lingers in the air
Never wake up from this fatal nightmare
Final stage of anthrax, feel your flesh TEAR!
The infidels must die, time to strap on a bomb
Wage a war against Iraq but don't FUCK with Islam
When you get back home you find your cities are gone
Cuz while you were droppin' pamphlets we were fuckin' droppin' BOMBS!
Sam the Moose
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Sam was a moose
He lived in the forest
With all his moosey friends
They played moosey games
And ate moosey things
Then made moosey poo
Sam had a friend
His name was Gus
He was a conservative moose
They'd squish their poo
And small animals
It was lots of fun
But one day...
Gus looked at Sam
He said "hey, man!"
"Why are your antler's pointed?"
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SAM WASN'T A MOOSE,
HE WAS A DEER!
NOT A MOOSE
JUST A DEER!
Together We Can
Chained down to your chair in school
What good's education if its forced on you
Try to think, try to move
Gonna have a fit
Wasted effort, wasted time
Play the social pantomime
Dumb and worthless in their minds
If you try to quit
Sometimes a classroom's like a mental prison cell
Seven hours a day, five days a week I dwell...
Together, we can...
Silence youthful minds
Together, we can...
Keep you in your seat
Together, we can...
Waste your fucking time
Just to enforce
undeserved authority!
Make you think within a space
Conform to this or you're insane
Try to run to get away
All to no avail
Label you and label me
What the fuck's it gonna be?
Pick something from MTV
Are you like Avril?
Sometimes a classroom's like a mental prison cell
Seven hours a day, five days a week I dwell...
Together, we can...
Silence youthful minds
Together, we can...
Keep you in your seat
Together, we can...
Waste your fucking time
Just to enforce
undeserved authority!
Learn to hate and learn to write
What they say ain't always right
What you say they better like
Or they'll say you failed
Welcome to our institution
What the hell's a Constitution
Keep your views inside of you, son
Or we'll have you expelled
Sometimes a classroom's like a mental prison cell
Seven hours a day, five days a week I dwell
Sitting on plans to escape this half-assed hell
Can't wait to hear that fucking bell
B.S.
I'm getting tired of talking to the record of your voice
I'm getting tired of you forgetting me
Don't waste my time if its not real
Don't laugh too hard at all my stupid jokes
Don't laugh too hard at the biggest joke of all... me.
It really sucks when you're so bored and lonely that you look forward to being
alone
To think about how much being alone sucks
It really sucks when all your friends are having the time of their lives
But you're still havin' trouble tryin' to sleep
Every time I hear a sappy love song I wanna VOMIT
All my friends are happy but for me its BULLSHIT
Don't take this wrong
but we can't get anything right
Don't take this wrong, B. S.
Brainstorm
Blurry patterns sticking to the inside of my eyelids
Unseen kings of anthills and forgotten gardens of orchids
Brainstorming to create what isn’t there
Here and gone again, never seeming fair
Masochism imagining the perfect pair
Nobody cares
Barely alive, tragedies I try not to recall
Have you, seen what’s inside, inside my mind what makes up all
Trying, to decide, ignore every instinct, thoughts are out of control
Washed up, dried out, break-down, fall-out
Every piece of mind out of control
Washed the blood off my knife again, kinda funny that it’s my own
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