Full Tilt Boogie

If life is war then all is waste
Bleeding heart and tyrant race
A clockwork orange on oxycontin
Offers no solution to those who want them
A holy, corporate, godless war
I've had a taste, now give me more
Whore to core, when all is more
Good god, goddamn, god kill, god score

Number my arm, put me where I belong

My flesh will fade, my body a corpse
It can be no better and it can be no worse
That's noting to lose, so know right from wrong
Cause "Buy Buy Buy!" is gone, gone, gone
So drink it deep and drink it good
Don't live asleep but as you should
Do what you want, do what you will
And pray for the fallen when the dead are killed

A will is not a say
Unless to be the same
so number my arm and put me where I belong