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Stupid, Stupid War
You think you look good in your new uniform. Starched and pressed into the perfect norm. Until Uncle Sam puts that gun in your hand. Points you in the wrong direction.
Strategy
Question marks. In my head. My mouth cried. And my eyes bled. . I streched my thoughts. Put them on the rack. In a mind so dark. It's almost black. . Strategy [2].
Standing In Line
Standing in line. For something to eat. Dragging my ass. Dead on my feet. No more possessions. Just my clothes. Down on my luck. And I'm sure it shows.
Soup Kitchen
Vicious circle's got me down. Days turn into weeks of hanging out. Got to shake these soup kitchen blues. Growing tired of barley cabbage stew. . And there being nothing.
Snap
No, there are no easy answers. To sum up the problems which we face. History's a lesson. Let us learn by our mistakes. . Just don't expect to make sense.
Slumlord
OLD, BATTERED BUILDING, READY TO CONDEMN. HIGH-VALUED PROPERTY, EXPENSIVE PIECE OF LAND. HALF-FILLED WITH TENANTS, ALL POOR ON WELFARE. NO HEAT OR ELECTRICITY, AND SLUMLORD DOESN'T CARE.
Slit My Wrist
Every day I get more pissed. Slit my wrist, slit my wrist. I hate to care, I hate relations. A pile stacked high of complications. . Every day I get more pissed.
Shut-up!
WE WON'T MENTION NAMES. BUT WHY DON'T YOU EVER SHUT UP?. YOU'RE CONSTANTLY TALKING. AND I JUST CAN'T KEEP UP. CONVERSATION'S A JOKE. IS YOUR HEAD MADE OF OAK?.
Shame
No blacks, no whites, no Ku Klux Klan. Orientals, Mexicans. No guns, no bombs, national front. No greed, no hate, no government. No smog, no filth, no factories.
Running Around
On the run and on the right track. On the run and I'm never coming back. . On the run and on the right track. On the run and I'm never coming back. . I'm running from what I might be.
Redline
Way past overdrive. Full on redline. No easing up. Your life's flying by. . Pushing and passing yourself. You've just passed. First over the finish. You still come in last.
Reaganomics
Reaganomics killing me. Reaganomics killing me. Reaganomics killing me. Reaganomics killing you.
Problem Addict
You're so problematic. And I know it's symptomatic. Of you own masochistic ills. A psychoanalyzer would say. "Better tranquilize her.. Numb her with some of these pills.".
Probation
They set the rules. And want me to break. Take all my money. Set me straight. . Then they confine me. Make me check in. Analyze my piss. Ask me where I have been.
Plastique
I think of things that bring people down. I'm the type of person no one wants around. Everyone stares at me wherever I go. They all suck, what do they know?.
On My Way Home
I was getting out, without a doubt. This was my last patrol, wished I could shout. But then the reds were there. We were taking our share. Fifteen to thirty, but fair is fair.
Oblivion
The day has come, the time is near. For all to end, it's true, it's here. It's all over now, no way to stop. The button's been pushed, the bomb's been dropped.
Nursing Home Blues
I am an old man living alone. My loved ones stuck me here in this nursing home. I've lost all usefulness. I want to die. . I gave them all the best years of my life.
No Religion
Won't see me on my knees. Take my soul and save it, please. Ten hail Mary's for my sin. Paying heaven to get in. . Got no money for your basket. A million times you can ask it.
No End
Seasons change and they change you. Round you go and what they say is true. you can't go back, you've come so far. Life is hard, you know the truth. Old age creeps up, robs you of your youth.
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