Lyrics & Music Copyright (c) 1999 by William Gidney, aka Jesus of Borg
They say to love another person/Is to see the face of God.
But staring in your eyes/I'm an atheist my love.
I'm standing on a cliff/Listening to my soul/
Diving in a Lake/Of Fire down below.
Diving in a Lake of Fire down below.
When I look at you/I see/The victims that you are/To me.
"Victims of society,"/I said your Legions of your lethargy/
Sucking up my energy.
I said you're nothing but a Wanna-Be!:
Wanna-Be/I said a Wanna-Be/Said "What the fuck do you want to be?"
You're nothing but a Wanna-Be,
That's all you'll ever be to me.
Nothing but a Wanna-Be,
I'm the One that sets you free!
When I hear your voice/I can't take the noise/
As I feel you near/It's like staring into fear.
Battalions of your bane/I blaspheme your name/
Life is just my game/It's Rising like a Flame.
Life is just my game,
It's Rising like a Flame.
If I could/I'd kill you all!/I'd line you up/Against a wall.
I'd take a hammer/To your head/And then I'd keep on whacking/
Until you're dead!
Because I'm Hardcore/I can't take anymore/I said I'm Hardcore/
And you're just a bore.
Yeah, I'm Hardcore/And you're making me ill/ Cuz I'm a Hardcore mother/
With an urge to kill!
Yeah, I'm a Hardcore mother with an urge to kill!
You're nothing but a Wanna-Be,
That's all you'll ever be to me.
Nothing but a Wanna-Be,
I'm the One that sets you free!
Nothing but a Wanna-Be!
Nothing but a Wanna-Be!
Nothing but a Wanna-Be!
Said you're nothing but a Wanna -- Wanna-Be!
