It's Clobberin' Time (!) Pay The PriceYeah When will you learn To face up to your mistakes you thought you had me, you thought it was something fun You
barrel of a gun Cease fire, what did I say, disarm (It's time to just disarm) You're to cautious in the new day of this nation It's so volatile words
top it's a long way down. It's too easy to feel conceit Its too easy to feel elite The propaganda that you're fed. Don't think you can count on it When
Take it away, Craig It's clobberin' time That's all everybody come on up and sing along
I take shits I take shits I take shits Culo con cado Culo con cado Culo con cado Now you wipe your ass Culo con cado Culo con cado Culo con cado Now
is just unexitable Far too fucking cool. Unexitable Feigning control with detachment. Cry for help (4x) Don't turn away it's a cry for help Don't turn away it
who've been raped You impose yourself a lot, no means no You don't know when to stop It's body, it's soul, it's all humanity That's what's violated Can
rotten on the inside guaranteed to die alone die alone - keep the money. keep it all die alone - a worthless pile of bones so rotten on the inside where all
of you that will abuse whenever allowed to A part of you that will consume if given the chance to A part of you that wants to see you lose it all Come
Purge the district Scrub it hard Time to clean up our own backyard. People standing in the way Are on the list of people getting paid. Not just the common
Another crime but it's not in the streets another criminal is set free Say his rights were infringed what about the rights of the victims Another criminal
, don't be drastic that could be me that could be you no one is immune cut some slack before you mock those trying to improve we've all been there
Thought enters your mind, something of a find Too bad it's really trite and unoriginal This poor sap just wants to fit And couldn't give a shit If his
What's the point of going on? Overlooked for the overrated But we won't hear that talk Frustration, frustration is all we get You might think that we
, let it go End the era of control End the era, turn it off Reach the ones who aren't lost Let it go, let it go, turn it off Reach the ones who aren'
their camaraderie forget it. forget it the sense of ease you would wish for most all the wicked lies forming in their wicked throats oh. to break all
like a crumbling statue Falling apart I try to hide but find no refuge Faling apart They seem so threatening they all seem so threatening they're all
A new direction, old approach Ideas are borrowed, bought and sold They take the credit, not the blame Leading the blind in their game They want control