"Bricklayer"

Brick on your head
From the top of the ceiling
Urban sniper, urban killer
Won't be finished
Until you're dead
Urban sniper, urban killer

Brick out the window, top of the head
Brick on the head
'Cause you're a fuckhead
Brick at the window, top of my head

"You're Naive"

Here we go with politics
It's so fucked, it makes me sick
He's a socialist, you're just thick

Tell me you're an anarchist
What's that swastika in your fist
You're naive, you're naive
You don't know who to believe

"Strange Week"

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday, aagh...

Seven days [7x]

"Do The Bee"

If you're tired of all those other dances
If you're tired of all those other moves
You should do this dance that's really wayout
You should do this dance that really grooves

Buzz like a drone
To that guitar tone
Be the cool chick on the scene
When you fly around like a queen

Do the bee [16x]

Jump around like you're having a real good time
Jump around, then go and pollinate
Do the bee when you are at a party
Being a social insect is so great

It's even money
You'll impress your honey
Build up a sweat
And look at the attention you get

"Big Sky"

Big sky, what a place
Big town, big deal

Big sky, blacks and whites
Shove that tape deck up your ass

Big sky, big town
Big wheel, big deal

"Ultracore"

Fight for your country
Fight for your life
Days are numbered
Soon dismembered

Ultracore, ultracore
We don't wanna die in your fucking war
Ultracore, ultracore
It's either them or us to fight

Bite on a live wire
Chew on a live wire
Days are numbered
Soon dismembered

"Let's Go Die"

Don't run away [3x]
Why should I stay
And give my life away

You've picked my number
First thing I've ever won
But that's just my luck
Now you got me
Now I'm stuck
Stuck in a rut with
A knife in my gut

You've cut the odds
My chances have dwindled
Nobody wants me now
Gotta get out
Gotta get away
Escape to die
Some other day

Now I'm getting really confused
I wish I were you
Then I'd sit around and decide
Just who wins
And just who dies

"Data Control"

A nine digit number
For every living soul
That is all they talk about
At Data Control
They know everything about you
Keeping secrets is too hard
Your life is all recorded for you
In holes punched in computer cards

Data Control (digital readout)
Data Control (perforated feedout)
Data Control (microfilm files)
Data Control (1984 style)

A multinational corporation
A stockholder's dream
A nightmare of diversity
A defense system so supreme
Too technical to talk about
Too complex for layman's brains
It's enough to make you paranoid
Or drive you crazy losers sane

"From The Gut"

The gut from the gut
it hurts hurts so much
the same quite the same
you know know too much
it's yours yours no more
it's mine for the time
that I'm without you

"Blah Blah Blah"

Got something to say
like something to me
well just go ahead and spit it out
It's all the same, you see
What's that, it doesn't make sense
Are you talking in tongues
or is your brain out of gear
I can hear it rattle in your head
I can see you lips move
Blah Blah Blah
but all I hear is
Got something to say
Like something to me
Well just go ahead and spit it out
It's all the same, you see
It's coming out better but it doesn't make sense
Is that a head on your shoulders
or something you use for ornamentation