We're tired of your goddamn tests , the military on our people Cape Canaveral , in our space , the budget , with our money We're so fucking tired of
I'm talkin' to you , I'm talkin' to you Hey, I'm talkin' to all you mother fuckers Don't turn your heads , don't turn your backs I've got the say so
Imagine a world without hello's We'd swim about rivers of sorrow My eyes would not see , ears would not hear And every time you turn around , It's tomorrow
Don't you know you're all hypocrites wrapped up neatly in a tight wad of shit Unhappy goin' , the days disappear and faster than that , your minds thinking
There's a man on the horizon Telling his son to be quiet There's a war on the risin' That'll make you fight against you rights There's a boy on the hill
Creepy you crawl through the shadows in my mind Through one window and out the next , irretrievable I find My head is bruised , the hole is wider My
Like particles of soil , a multitude of structures Unseemingly we doubt in a world of nobodies A world of nothings Limitless capacities offer a variety
There comes a time when life's precious should stand firm against all And victory prevail With echoing trumpets of pride , the bells shall toll in every
oh how the life is one great big chore there's so many things we can't ignore we have to pay the bills remember dates and climb great big hills just
You stop in shock and confusion And wonder what the hell is goin' on With a generation so full of hate And aggression, what' goin' on? Your tension span
I'm not working you're a joke All your friends think you're a hoax Wipe that smirk right off your face Before I put my fist through your nose It's no
Old statue of nature , Godfather of mine They've set me a wager , I can not deny I know your wisdom , I know how tall you fly But I'll cut you down and
I can already feel the mosquitoes biting me Crawling into bed. The roof above is red There's no sounds outside. It's dead Guess everybody's already in
It's where your least expect it Around the corner and in your face It's regretful and tasteless And at times there's not even a trace Like a stab in
to every country with all due respect to any color creed or dialect to every soldier that died in battle to every man and his castle to every penny pinching
Do you ever have that feeling when everything seems wrong And you just wanna sit back and cry You know that feeling whan that cloud lingers high And
life's a contrast you're either dead or alive life's a contrast it's either day or night except when it is twilight sun or moon, it doesn't matter hot
my luck is down and it's a clear, clear night so i step outside and chase the light as it speeds across the darkened sky the sky is falling the sky is