Hey, Mary Mack, dressed in black Silver buttons up and down her crack I know [Incomprehensible] She broke needle now she can't sew Walkin' the dog I'
When I needed you to be my girl When I needed you to give me a world When I wanted all you had And what you gave me turned out all bad I needed all your
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not going to fight, because you want me to. not going to lie, just because you do. not going to die in a war for you. not going to trust what you say
good versus evil a classic tale but a dreadful fact that evil prevails a nation of destruction a nation of death and a crazed leader marches us to our
Society, dog pile Religion, shit pile The government, dirt pile Military, Gomer Pyle Army, air force, marines, shit pile Training our children To go
again... Now I'm crowning new dementia With the thorns of yesterday Liaising pandora Laureate of disarray And I'm breathing in absentia Through the thorns of every day Liaising pandora
I pledge my defiance to the flag for destruction of the native american culture and to this republic from which it stand one nation under god heads chorus
Riot breaks out everyday From racism to people's gain Bloody riot to fiery hells Riots a fact that never falls Riot city, L.A. Riot city, U.S.A. Riot
get in line, stand at attention it's time to die for the one-way system here's a helmet, grab a gun killing the enemy's lots of fun load you down with
Take to the streets, spread the word around Politicians and priests are bringing us down They have a list of do's and don'ts They know all your wills
twisted church twisted cross c.s.a.,a.a.n. where did this hate all begin hating jews, black the same white supremacy, that's your game trainign your children
bombs exploding society corroding governments imploding chorus: what's left for us? aems in space nuclear waste war and hate chorus concrete thriving
I don't wanna live by your rules a stupid system made by fools i don't wanna live by your rules a stupid system made by fools chorus: fuck the system
I can't find enough pots and pans Let alone knives in my kitchen To keep you cooking I can't find enough love in my heart Let alone in my bones To keep
I come home from work this evening There was a note in the frying pan It said fix your own supper babe I run off with the fuller brush man And I miss
face I wish I could be in a different place Marks on my back Because of this alien attack No one believes me Try to turn the key When I open Pandora
It's what I'm talkin' 'bout right here, Ross This make it worthwhile and we *** Triple C's All I need is bakin' soda, some pots and pans Little ice,