Nation in Distress Firefly In A Jar Eight To Life Daddy's Girl Toy Soldiers Nation In Distress Polluted Nothing Destination Unknown Policies Of Shame Desperate Days America Hates It's Youth Human Wheel Stormtroopers Of Good-Faith Romantic Interlude Modern Man Ain't Got No Soul |
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Firefly In A Jar Attracted by promise, a welcoming glow your drive for possession is all that you know distract it with sweet things confine it with care and fasten the lid so its loss not to bare no holes in the lid to the jar thats my home you'd rather destroy me than go it alone Eight to Life Morning drags me to my desk A daylight corpse that sees no rest \ Glowing white florecents kill But 9 to 5 it pays the bills oh no its 8 to life Commuter cash and now I'm late There must be a better way to go But 9 to 5 it kills so slow oh no its 8 to life Econo-cheat me out of life You Drink my Blood its alright Daddy's Girl Your masochistic breeds my Sadistic You crave the thrill of lost control Behaviors conditioned, learned but i just want to see you squirm Play thing play thing Daddy's girl Come to me I am your world Grind you under foot until You've lost yourself inside my will Play thing play thing Daddy's girl I mold the fear that is your world by my hand the heavens crack and lightning strikes across your back Come to you're Daddy's girls Toy Soldiers Empty mantras to wind you up So desperate thats just enough Series of calculated inflections Lead to tragic misdirection Toy Soldiers Join the ranks of convenient tools Toy Soldiers March with the Mindless but who are you? Pulled it out of a magazine Armed with bylaws for a scene All laced up to be a fool Another victim oppressed by cool Toy Soldiers Join the ranks of convenient tools Toy Soldiers March with the Mindless but who are you? March in line, march in line to the right way Party lines, party lies of the right way March in line, march in line to the right way Party lines, party lies of the right way Nation in Distress No they never taught me shit 'cus school was just a bitch the Funding all got spent on drug law enforcement The Teachers they all lied they said that we'd be fine condemned us till the grave To be minimum wage slaves of this Nation in Distress They promise to do right For justice stand and fight We vote them into place they laugh right in our face 'cus politicians lie they supplement their wage With lobbyist bribes in this Nation in Distress They Tax us till we bleed and then ignore our needs our urban streets at war and this is how we are You tell me to have faith but faith is your mistake Our lives are hit or miss and thats just how it is in this Nation in Distress Polluted When you open your mouth The waste just pours out Exhaust from the degradation Of your mind full of thought pollution Its not the x-rays Its not the microwaves Its not the toxic waste Your Polluted Its not the aerosols Its not the alcohol Its not the city smog Your Polluted Like nitrates seep in To the soil that is your skin One thought chokes the other one Like algea blocking out the sun Its not the x-rays Its not the microwaves Its not the toxic waste Your Polluted Its not the aerosols Its not the alcohol Its not the city smog Your Polluted Nothing Gum and shit on my shoes Defeat, give me the blues Bore machine's knobs turn round Conspire to bring me down Its just the small things they're so distracting But they just don't mean a thing Its just the small things Get me conflicted And then i don't know a thing Neurotic tensions Bomb outs and sticking keys They're wearing down on me Ticks by the passing time It makes me lose my mind Its just the small things they're so distracting But they just don't mean a thing Its just the small things Get me conflicted And then i don't know a thing Neurotic Tensions destination Unknown (Black leather Couch) Beep beep get on your Feet You Shave and shower You hit the street You're nodding off you ride the train another death Another day nothing makes you tick anymore Your just another soulless whore Filled your head up with dreams of luxury Paycheck around your neck and your down on your knees No aim no control set adrift Destination unknown No peace Can't get to sleep I've got the best Is this success? What now, black leather couch? If this is it then this is shit nothing makes you tick anymore Your just another soulless whore Filled your head up with dreams of luxury Paycheck around your neck and your down on your knees No aim no control set adrift Destination unknown Policies of Shame I bet if they had their way the draft would be back again They'd wave their flags and we'd be off to war again They lost Bin Laden so they'd start another foreign war We'd kill them all with out knowing what we're fighting for Tax us for the funds to buy bombs and guns To kill foreign sons No its always the same power money and pain policies of shame I bet if they had their way the oil fields would all be ours the roads all full p with high rate of consumption cars A steady flow of cash and gas exchanging at the pump The cowboys laughing price gouging all us fucking chumps Tax us for the funds to buy bombs and guns To kill foreign sons No its always the same power money and pain policies of shame Stolen elections there's no pretending for me Lies in the interest of national unity And there you are Desperate Days Born Without hope in the nuclear age A free range hostage of a mounting arms race Boulevards baricated, state of alert Flashing lights at every turn Born Without hope in the nuclear age Agendas act out on a changing world stage Staring down off the edge of the world Fates of warring nations bare on me Desperate Days Born Without hope in the nuclear age The purse is bled dry and the coffers hemmorage Soup lines job lines signs of the times hanging heads and bleary eyes Born Without hope in the nuclear age A corporate exec sells out trusting wage slaves Cash spent into dept hung out to dry Doctored books account stories of our lives Desperate Days Can we Profit from war? Convenient enemies Rally around the war flag But whats that change for me? America hates it Youth Fuck you for your excess and fuck you for your greed and fuck you for the prison that you plan for me and fuck your petty wages You swallow us alive profit while we bleed away our precious lives America Hates its Youth theres nothing left for me Fuck your institutions, your racist history and fuck you for the way you tried to brain wash me and Fuck your lack of vision the world belongs to me i reject the future that you offer me America Hates its Youth theres nothing left for me Unemployment lines: such a waste of time Sick so sick : no health care for me Human Wheel What we need and what we've got It don't compare to what we want Frustration and depression lead to alcoholic death The system teaches servitude not self empowerment I feel it I feel it the hamster wheel I feel it i feel it the human wheel i feel it I feel it the human will Storm Troopers of Good Faith Supreme Court Rules that we're all fools They took away our right to privacy establish policy of good faith it happened again hang around with my friends they battered down the door, beat me up, trashed my whole place Lock the door We'll kick it right in Storm Troopers of Good Faith Romantic Interlude get on fucking over 'cus yeah we're moving in You already know this one so waste no time now lets begin You're a poor impoverished Nation Its not our fault so don't blame us we'll offer you the help you need Sucker! needy quick to trust yeah Yeah we're gonna jerk off down your throat loan papers here you'll sign them 'cus we know whats good for you You don't know how you'll pay it back? We'll show you exactly what to do grow exactly what we tell you and give our businesses all a break While you're distracted by what we give you what we want we're gonna take yeah Yeah we're gonna jerk off down your throat Modern Man viagra and SUV's hair Transplants and finance plans mortgage bills, a job that kills No Soul Credit cards No Soul interest rates No soul its just too late Modern man ain't got no soul |