All we really own

we're told we've got a brand of pride that nothing can take away engraved in minds from oug to old the letters u.s.a controlling your emotions and convincing you its fair but no one ever questions what the voices say is there and someone could explain to me why everything's for sale but the one's who make the profit had the sameone put in jail and everyday in your hometown the pressure takes its toil another loyal citizen is hanging from a flag pole the tears are streaming down his face they shower him with guilt the thought of what he knew his hands had went ahead and built and in our hearts we've know it's just another holocaust that's all really own swallow your pride

American culture

we're gonna fight it till the end and we won't be beat down again
your culture's fed into our veins, your preaching tyranny and hate
to follow in your footsteps would be hypocracy
so now's the time to fight for our beliefs
are we the only ones here who won't judge your sexuality?
are we the only ones here who want equality?
are we the only ones here who won't judge you by your skin?
are we the only ones here who know together we can win?
american culture usa
american culture kkk
american culture nazi skins
american culture politicians

Bloody, red eyes



punching out and closing up
lets run amok the eve
pour some cups but they won't shut up
so theres piss in their listerine
and now weve gotta leave
punching out and closing up
we'll all meet at the park
boom-box blast and shattered glass
sound out in the dark
then someone's gotta start
punching out and closing up
we'll hang out just for a few
bored or boring no one's out
there's nothing else to do
and everything's old news
hit the sheets, hate the spins
tomorrow i'll wake up again
today was such a sight
for bloody red eyes

Blow you away



they've got you and your next move
push buttons for the army
block bullets for the rich
a stupid game, sit back and wait
for the day they decide to...
BLOW YOU AWAY
now you're no more
hang by, they won't feel us die
hold a shovel for the city
push a pencil for the state
still the same, the bombs will rain
down on YOU some day
and... BLOW YOU AWAY
BLOW YOU AWAY
now you're no more
so we all die
but who survives
safe below are suits and ties!
loneley evil breathing guys
first lady's up
fucked for god and buck
or is it just dumb luck
BLOW YOU AWAY
and they'll blow me away
does it matter anyway...
I'll do it first or they'll laugh last

Bury your parents



cocktail stains on your G.Q. slacks
you'll show you're clever
go blow some lingo out your ass
libido takes over all the shit you learned in school
techno bass beats in your brain
all thoughts turn to drool
mommy, daddy, look at me
you decided what i'm going to be
i'll pull together and slip through the cracks
'cause we all know grads are the last to get sacked
so i bought a pill that brings the joys
of unconscious girls and no conscience boys
impress them first with my expensive toys
they come and go on their corduroys
mommy, daddy, will you help me?
do I need psychotherapy?
am I worth the money spent?
or did I break your bank
on the rules I bent?
mommy, daddy, will you help me?
mommy, daddy, i'm out of money
mommy, daddy, don't know where it went
mommy, daddy, pay my rent

Cause for abortion

shock value by your design
dead little babies on your great big sign
pro-lifer don't give me shit
you've killed too you hypocrite
cause for abortion
pass out pamphlets to pursue
how we shouldn't have the right to choose
your views on life are contorted
maybe you should have been aborted

Channel 4

back and forth, t.v. to school, there's not much else you know
they're the only things that feed you what you think, you need to grow
in the meantime, washington's concerned with overseas
establishing (through corporate interest) foreigh policies
get off the bus, walk through the door, a latchkey kid alone
the t.v. is on as soon as you set foot in your home
today is different, news is on instead of normal shows
when i was younger, persian gulf. now kids see kosovo
u.s. army, channel 4
how can you trust anyone who's televised a war
oil, power, channel 3
there's entertainment value in the military
investors increase profit margin, networks boost their ratings
protest turns to celebration and disapproval is fading
thousands die, but war is profit america is grinning
t.v. dinners, fat with pride and thinking we are winning
watch for our prosperity
watch for our economy
watch us die on t.v.
watch us kill humanity
back and forth, t.v. to school, there's not much else you know
they're the only things that feed you what you think, you need to grow
so if you want your kids to learn the morals of modern war
then sit them down at home and they'll tune into channel 4

Conformity

all these stupid people, they live their lives the same
unless you try to change, then there's no reason to complain
conformity, conformity
conform to this society
conformity, conformity
conformity is just another word for giving up
subjected to the system you'll turn into a clone
if you can stand on your beliefs then you can stand alone
people say they want a change and talk up to no end
and then they'll join a party where their leaders won't defend their views
on economies, race, religion, drugs, or war. and once the campaign's over
it's the same as just before. so don't expect democracy to work for youthis way
stand on your own will if you really think you're right
cause this country is a sham, and politicians are a bore
we won't live that way no we won't do it anymore
subjected to the system, you'll turn into a clone
if you can stand on your beliefs than you can stand alone

Don't look

Reject the stuff you're taught
Bored more than not
So what? They've got a crutch
It's nothing you could ever touch

Don't look
Don't look onto your lawn
There's a billboard built for God

You won't be saved if what you crave are god-fearing minds
So you'll be a slave until the grave to terms the church defines
If all you want is just your own set of rules
Never nurse a guilty conscience for a bunch of fools

Earache



Always gumming how you've got it right,
just buy in, you're that type
no debate, you insist fate will warm you by spotlight
you talk but don't say much, and trends mend what you like
surround yourself with the wealth of fad and type
You're and earache youre to much for me to take
An earache why won't you go awaay
An earache out looking for hands to shake
An earache a tired contrived two face
Your entire persona fake.