November 30, 1992
I don�t believe in suicide, there has to be a new way out
For in the end all�s done and said and nothing is what life�s about
You�re slaving at your dead end job, it�s eating at your brain
And every day the rules they change, they�ll never be the same
And every Sunday morning you get on your knees and prey
That by the hand of almighty god you might be blown away
By Faith and Hope and Charity you�re bonded into Slavery
Too blind to realize that the price is your life
You�ve bit off more than you can chew, you�re daddy�s little girl
He opens up his gaping mouth and swallows your whole world
It�s true he is a family man, he�s born to serve the master plan
Swallows all the lies while his daughter slowly dies
And when you�re old enough to bleed you�re sent away to school
Robots breed on robots as you�re taught the Golden Rule
The crippled led up by the blind, you shut up or you�re left behind
Learning to say �please�, now you�re hosts for the Disease
Another Cog, another Screw, do everything they tell you to
It�s too much for you to take as your will finally breaks
Take your First Communion, son. Take your bible, here�s your gun
Onward Christian soldiers fall, there is no meaning to it all
