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Gun god |
We have to be prepared to
Protect our privacy
The wife and kids all carry guns
A family army
Got fired, girlfriend dumped you?
Loosing hair, got a Willie too small?
Just choose the right caliber
And go bezerk in your local mall
Come to Trigger Paradise
One more human sacrifice
A worthless sacrifice...
Don't interfere, we worship our Gun God here
So insecure, you don't dare to challenge us or
Restrict our right... got bullets for you to bite
So don't interfere, as we worship our... Gun God
Aggression always lurking
The rabble just makes you sick
Then your kid guns down his best friend
Preach that middle class panic
Come to Trigger Paradise
One more human sacrifice
A worthless sacrifice...
Don't interfere, we worship our Gun God here
So insecure, you don't dare to challenge us or
Restrict our right... got bullets for you to bite
So don't interfere, as we worship our... Gun God
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Walls of stupidity |
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I'm a pill, I'm a powder
I'm a needle in your vain
I flush your shitty life down the drain
I am God in your asshole
I'm gonna save the nation
I am chemical salvation
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I'm a trigger happy finger
I am the stain of your brain
And I spit your pathetic life down the drain
I am a slit throat
I am a stab in your gut
And I don't discriminate who I cut
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
It sure amazes me
The dumbness of humanity
I take one good, mad piss
At the walls of insanity
Call me fear, call me hatred
Call me intolerance
Call me monsieur ignorance
Call me what the hell you will
'Cos I am here to stay
As long as your head is full of clay
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
I bang my head against
The walls of stupidity
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See you in Pittsburgh |
You can not see your misery
But you are climbing on the misery-tree
You broadcast filth, you bring us pain
We sow a tumor in your brain
Turn on your TV, what do you see?
You're trapped inside our philosophy
Hallucinations becoming real
A fair price for the shit you deal
I don't know you...
I'm not your private toy-maniac
Well, well, well, I'll be paying you back
Don't know exactly just what to do
Maybe I'll die, but first I'm killing you
I don't know you
I don't want to
I'll see you in Pittsburgh
Long live the New Flesh
I can not see my misery
I guess I'm climbing up that misery-tree
But it's my life, it's my Swiss army-knife
Do as I want, I'll cut my self free
I don't know you
I don't want to
I'll see you in Pittsburgh
Long live the New Flesh
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My new haircut |
Another beautiful shitty day
I wanna throw my life away
I wish the sun would stop to shine
But it seems the son of a bitch is here to stay
Won't you spare me your ugly smile
And let me be miserable for a while
Damn I wasn't born in Liverpool
Don't you just love my depressing style?
I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
Another hotel room to wreck
Another million dollar check
Another article about "The Beatles clones"
Gonna break that reporter's neck
Another person to insult
Another gig ends in tumult
Then disappear on a holiday to India
And start a psychedelic cult
I am so proud of my haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
I really like my new haircut
I am so proud of what I've become
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