500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. sta

The prisons make this country great;
apple pie and police state.
The security that the children know
is not worth it if this is where they'll go.
Maximum security facilites,
was once a threat, puts my mind at ease.
A jail for every town and every state...
"Oh g

Born to die, and you get to sit and watch your TV set.
Believe the lies before your eyes, credit cards & apple pies!
50 stars to blind your eyes, 13 stripes to hypnotize!
Free thought is gone, you'll never see your just a pawn.
You'll die tomorrow but today your empty dre

Things keep getting caught in my throat,
then my face turns blue as I choke.
I throw my arms up as I kick back my chair,
and I gag and gasp as I breath for air.

I am just a choking victim!
I am just a choking victim!
my face the color of plum!
I am just a cho

[Originally by A-Ha]

be blessed to say
all the moneys gone
and were not fat
but anyway
we need to live our decorated lifestyles
this the way
ill be coming for you and your cash someday

corporate trash
needs your cash
they wont play
unless

Crack Rock Steady,
are you ready to stop
the rotten blue menace?
Let's go kill us a cop.
Crack Rock Steady,
are you ready?
Living above the law!

Po' little lice, the po' little screws,
the whitest gang crew, the hated boys in blue.
Like scabei on the street,

You call us barbarians... Eh.
It is an honorable name.
We mean to cancel the world you civilized people made.
We will simply erase history from the time that machinary and weapons threatened more than they offered.
And when you die... the last living reminder of hell will be gone

A walk through the product store and 15 aisles to see
All the pretty, pretty packages staring back at me
Which is my favorite, where is my chance
To remove the product and stick it in my pants

Cuz i want to see, what's on sale whats for free
(every time i go to shop i steal

T.v. tries to sell me stuff that i don't really need
The government hypocracy is intertwined with greed
All i need now is another media blitz
About jesus down in waco and the odor he emits

Whoah-ho / fuck world trade / fuck the state

The trade center is bombed and the fbi

It feels like jesus on the cross.
It's so religious in it's loss:
A graven image in the mud,
like when I shed my precious blood.

I am a loser,
I am satan,
I am jesus christ,
I'm me.
There are no winnners in this fucked reality. (2x)

Atrophic inter

(backwards CD Intro)
You think you're alive motherfucker?
You're just the walking fucking dead.
You're fucking sheep, stepping on my back to stay alive.
West coast, East Coast, your all bunch of fucking fools.
You and the rest of this greedy fucking world.
Kill yourself,

You may find my appearance and demeanor foolish, but it is you who plays the fool.
For although i am only a student of the victim, i have many, many styles.
Try my choking style! hwah!

--shaolin puff'n'stuff (i have no idea)

Every time you humoured me,
You patronized my m

All the times that were good or bad,
and the thought of a future that I never had.
With the promise of heaven, and the threat of a hell...
A reality I did dwell.
And I did thrive on apathy,
and ignorance taught me the way it should be.
All along, all the lies I was fed,

If there was a God,
Im sure he would be hated.
For making bugs, in this hell he has created.
Get on a coat, put on a hat,
I am infested
It happens just like that.

Im sure I hate 'em
There ain't no maybes,
Bodylice, and crabs,
Headlice, and scabies.
You

If there was a god, I'm sure he would be hated,
for making bugs, this hell that was created.
Sit on a coat, put on a hat,
I am infested, it happens just like that.
I'm sure I hate 'em, there ain't no maybes,
bodylice & crabs, headlice & scabies.
You take your pick

Lies equal destruction
Greed and your eviction

Yer living the laws (6x)

Blind exploitation
Sublime elimination

Beside myself, i'm all alone... the lights are on but no ones home.
Your history, laws and policies, y'know they never meant that much to me.
I know it

I am sick and tired and my money's always spent,
And though their jobs are killing me, thier money pays my rent.
The fuel of world hate, although it's just a seed,
But when it grows and flowers, it becomes the world's greed!
Money for the rich, money for the fed,
God supplies

if i were you
you're gonna die tonight
you did something wrong and you know it wasn't right
money means much more to you
feeling you had to screw
the friends you had
the friends you knew
all they were was nice to you
life is such a lonely place
and there's no

What's the purpose of it? Capitalism would not collapse if Grenada remained revolutionary.
And Reagan was right, it wasn't a matter of direct resources that you needed from that country.
He said, "Nutmeg is not the question."
I mean, that was Grenada's biggest export, we could get

Sippin on the dragon the other day,
Tompkins Square Park up by Avenue A.
Halfway down the forty and a pig come up to me,
said "listen here boy, gotta show me yer ID."
Well living in a police state,
I tell you man, it ain't that great,
I know it doesn't even matter what I