Pretty Good Joke

Everybody's dyin'. Already bored of just livin'. It's not enough. My friends were eaten slowly alive. Somewhere it's Christmas all the time. Sorry. Everybody's sorry.

Paranoid

Finished with my woman 'cause she couldn't help me with my mind. People think I'm insane because I am frowning all the time. All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy.

Paper Chase

Chorus:. . Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase. Paperchase, I'm on a motherfuckin' paperchase. . Verse One:. . I need...mo money mo money mo, suck 'em fast suck 'em slow.

Projectile Ovulation

A vast hormonal elevation, begins. Nasty ovulatory phase, brutal malaise. The constant shedding of chunks. Strip-mining cavern of blood. Ovarian follicle ruptures, discharging ovum in spurts.

Prologue: Twilight Of The Gods (epilogue)

There is a serpent in every Eden. Slick as grease and cold as ice. There is a lie in every meaning. Rest assured to fool you twice. . In this age of utter madness.

Put The Lights Out

Bout time you showed up. . I was just about to count you out for giving up. When we were young we talked about the same things. . Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating.

Psywar

Documented tactics - our motives are clear. . Anonymously bogus sent to you from us here. . A lethal proposition that you'll read as you weep. . While the bombings so relentless to deprive you of sleep.

Pride

they don't care what you say. they don't care what you do. they don't care what you think. it's killing me and killing you. fuck this bullshit. better do something fast.

Political Suicide

Well it's 6 am at the white house. . And the sun's just about to break. . Gonna go for a run with the C.I.A. And talk shop with my boys in Kuwait. . While the Haitian's come in by boat.

Pound For Pound

o.k. - lets get it out - enough with the small talk. . i can count your lies like cracks on the sidewalk. . same old stories of when we used to hang out.

Picture This

he wakes up early to watch regis at nine. . his summer clothes are of the finest design. . his ethnic maid will serve him breakfast in bed. . he likes to travel but lives at club med.

Prologue: Twilight Of The Gods

There is a serpent in every Eden. Slick as grease and cold as ice. There is a lie in every meaning. Rest assured to fool you twice. . In this age of utter madness.

Progressive Entrapment

You are the tightrope,. That is strung about my neck.. The hope of failed wishes,. That haunts and dwells upon the grounds.. . And may the pain help me to see.

Pasient Of A Pasient

Give me a reason to believe or show me something to see. Give me an hour of truth or I got somewhere else to be. Give me a person who is real not a fucking fantasy.

Papaya

Die Fischer haben es am Feuer erzhlt,. da gibts ein Land in dem die Liebe regiert.. Komm mit mir, nach Papaya.. Dort wo am Horizont die Sterne uns scheinen,.

Protection From Enemies

Rusted shut, drop-kicked and ignored. On the way to paradise's gutter. Days turn to weeks turn to months turn to years. Pile on the runoff, increase the divide.

Paint It Black

I see a red door and I want it painted black. No colors anymore I want them to turn black. I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes. I have to turn my head until the darkness goes.

Prelude

Prey

From grace she fell beneath the ashes. That forced her to her knees. Cut her open wide. . To bleed her body dry of feeling. The wounds will form no scars.

Procession

The Agony Scene. Procession. . The stench of the hopeless and wounded.. The cries that escape from the of depths of regret.. Your bleeding mass in procession..