I crossed the river
Fell into the sea
Where the non-believers go beyond belief
Then I scratched the surface
In the mount of hell
Running out of service in the blood I fell
I just want to see the light!
I don’t want to lose my sight!
I just want to see the light!
I need to know what’s worth the fight! (more…)
Sing us a song of the century
It sings like American Eulogy
The dawn of my love and conspiracy
Forgotten hope and the class of 13
Tell me a story into that goodnight
Sing us a song for me
[A. Mass Hysteria]
Hysteria, mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria!
Mass hysteria! (more…)
Do you know what’s worth fighting for?
When it’s not worth dying for?
Does it take your breath away and you feel yourself suffocating?
Does the pain weigh out the pride?
And you look for a place to hide?
Did someone break your heart inside,you’re in ruins
One, 21 Guns
Lay down your arms
Give up the fight
One, 21 Guns
Throw up your arms into the sky
You and I … (more…)
Can you hear the sound of the static noise, blasting out in stereo?
Cater to the class and the paranoid, music to my nervous system
Advertising love and religion, murder on the airwaves
Slogans on the brink of corruption
Visions of blasphemy, war and peace
Screaming at you (more…)
I’m not fucking around
I think I’m coming out
All the deceivers and cheaters
I think we’ve got a bleeder right now
Want you to slap me around?
Want you to knock me out?
Well, you missed me kissed me
Now you better kick me down (more…)
I’ve got a really bad disease
It’s getting begging on my hands and knees
Take me to the emergency
Cause something seems to be missing
Somebody take the pain away
It’s like an ulcer bleeding in my brain
Send me to the pharmacy so I can lose my memory
I’m elated, medicated
Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away (more…)
Little girl, little girl why are you crying?
Inside your restless soul your heart is dying?
Little one, little one your is purging
Of love and razor blades your blood is surging
Runaway!
From the river to the street and find yourself with your face in the gutter
You’re a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home when you got no place to go (more…)
Desperate but not hopeless
I feel so useless in the murder city
Desperate but not helpless
The clock strikes midnight in the murder city
In a wide awake after the riot
This demonstration of our anguish
This empty laughter has no reason
Like a bottle of your favourite poison
We are the last call and we’re so pathetic (more…)
She puts her makeup on
Like graffite on the walls of the heartland
She’s got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand
She is a paranoid like endangered species headed into extinction
She is one of a kind
She’s the last of the American Girls (more…)
Well I’ve got a fever
A non-believer
I’m in a state of grace
For I am the caesar
I’m gonna seize the day
Well call of the banshee (Hey, hey)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
As God as my witness the infidels are gonna pay (more…)
Raise your hands now to testify
Your confession will be crucified
You’re a sacrificial suicide
Like a dog that’s been sodomized
Stand Up! All the white boys
Sit Down! And the black girls
Put your faith in a miracle
And it’s non-denominational
Join the choir we will be singing
In the church of wishfull thinking (more…)
I text a postcard sent to you
Did it go through?
Sending all my love to you
You are the moonlight of my life every night
Giving all my love to you
My beating heart belongs to you
I walked for miles til I found you
I’m here to honor you
If I lose everything in the fire
I’m sending all my love to you (more…)
Hey Gloria?
Are you standing close to the edge?
Lookout to the setting sun
The brink of your vision
Eternal youth is a landscape of the lie
The cracks of my skin can prove
As the years will testify
Say your prayers and light a fire we’re going to start a war
Your slogan’s a gun for hire
It’s what we waited for (more…)
Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell.
A welfare child where the teamsters dwell.
The last one born, the first one to run.
My dad was blind from the refinery sun.
My generation is zero.
I never made it as a working class hero.
21st century breakdown.
I once was lost but never was found.
I think I’m losing what’s left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline. (more…)
Sing us a song of the century
That’s louder than bombs and eternity
The era of static and contraband
That’s leading us into the promised land
Tell us a story that’s by candlelight
Waging a war and losing the fight (more…)