Weapons, weapons, weapons. M-16's, and 45's they help your country stay alive. They got the guns but we got the trigger. That gun of mine make me feel a whole lot bigger.
Keep the people happy and blind.. Censoring the truth should be a crime.. Jack up the ratings, they're just anither committee.. Plastic world just made to look pretty..
Put on your sheets and wreaths.... follow in the footsteps of Caligula.. Study the logic of Fatso Nero.... wine, women and song.. ''cause it's a modern day....
Everywhere I look around. And everywhere I see. Everyone's hysterical. A mass catastrophe. . No future, there's no future. No time, there's no time. .
Pollution - it's always around. Sometimes up, sometimes down. When I wake up in the morning. No one tells me what to do. One of these days I'm gonna tell them just exactly what I wanna do.
Well I had a dream just the other night. Where black was red and red was white. No one cared about the color. Or whoever one a useless fight. Different tone on everyone's lips.
Skating down the street,. looking for girls to meet,. another set of rules.... What do they think we are, uncapable fools?. So many guidlines,. that makes little sense..
D.I.'s comin' soon to your town. Tons of new merch so come on down. . You can dance and play. Tweakin' and drinkin' your nights away. Friends we'll always be.
My brother's life was over with a flash of light. The gun was sure to have seen him comin'. Don't know how much you're gonna have to pay. He shot him dead at the signal when the light was red.
Livin' in this modern world everything goes to hell. Rioting in the streets, I'm livin' by my law. Running an endless race to society's constant struggle.
You shut me when you thought you were a good boy. You use me now you think you're really bad. I'm always there just hiding on the corner. And I'll be there on your dying bed.
Nitrous oxide fucks my head. My babay wants blue velvet. She makes me se red. Candy coated clown sung by Ben. He's hiding in the closet. He wants to come again.
Way back in time,. In a land of tattered clothes,. Emerges a power. That only Fred knows. . We're rockin' in the gravel pits. Rockin' every day. . Cause I'm....
Death rates - 89. Tried so hard to die. Hide in the corners of the mind. From all corners start to fight. How, how did I get on this crazy ride. Ride.
Like a slave to the muzzle of revolver,. Never giving up till this is over,. On this chequered little earth there's no time to recline,. Looking for that misty skyline, that kind of eternal high..
yeah this all?. no doubt. a yo. 100 bar blackout yo uh. . I set the sirens off every time i step in the streets. if you get the feds you better put a weapon to me.
The King of Rock, who?. . The King of Rock, what?. (repeat). . I gotta come to your rings, cause I'm so high. That even you and R. Kelly believe I can fly.
[D.Harmon]. . Okay Stop (Stop) Roll (Roll). Do it how you do it girl. Treat you like a queen, just like B. But you gotta show me that you really run the world.
Are you ready?. . Ya think you can tell us what to do. Ya think you can tell us what to wear. You think you're better. Well you better get ready. Bow to the masters.