We were going nowhere faster than you Our engines were racing hot and our skin turning blue Out of our skulls no sleep for a week You could say we
Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy named Bush. His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush. He drank like a fish while he drove a car about.
People say you're stupid and fat And your face resembles the ass of a rat In the schoolyard no one would play You'd say "Hi" and they'd run away Your
We think it's right you call it left Vietnam to El Salvador, you just play deaf You don't want to hear a word we say Wanna make believe it's all okay
I remember when I first went to school They said, Don't be a joker, don't be a fool Pledge your allegiance to the red, white and blue Don't expect your
i control you through your fear kept you shackled all these years you were bought and sold in hell before you were born your life is mortgaged so grovel
work, work, work it's a lot of jive never gonna work 9 to 5 tell mr. bossman i said goodbye never gonna work another day in my life i hate work, yeah
Started out of necessity We were so broke and so hungry In this world of food for cash Got no choice its stuff and dash Now we got that dread disease
Let's kill all the cops and throw 'em in bags Set it on fire on a pile of rags Time for a little anarchy on the streets Doesn't really matter if we
Bye bye Ronnie, Ronnie goes to jail Nancy hocks her furs for bail Oral Roberts prays for money in the mail Ronnie baby your ass is on the rail Go
I remember a funny man who used to make us laugh But the proof of his truth--they cut his life in half A caustic wit that cut a bit--opinions were
Mao tse Tung Egg fu yung Brown fried rice sure tastes nice Peace through food Change folks mood One billion fed Alive not dead What's food for? No
Life But How To Live It - Life can get bumpy so get ready for a ride Think you got a plan but let me confide Got a few friends? You're luckier than
Long day, short life Wake up the kids, kiss your wife Watch it go by so quick No time to call in sick Grow up fast and off to work Surprised we don
We're the Multi-Death Corporation Opportune on any situation Our only concern: capitalization And world economic: domination Profits are made from
Man oh man that's right I'm sick of it Sick of everybody and sick of their shit Sick of my TV set telling me what to do Pretty empty faces all smiling
I see spirits rising from war's sad remains they have survived with their way of life To rebuilt again with what you cannot destroy The love in their
I don't wanna see I don't wanna know I don't wanna change I'm narrow, quick to change quick to condemn quick to loose my temper I've learned the tactics