Beaten Into Silence
Convinced an entire nation that the commies were the enemy
But used the same tactics to achieve the same end
The situation now repeats itself again
The Arabs are your enemy and oil is your friend
Keep the pipelines flowing or we’ll make sure you fucking starve
Naked and bloody in a prison cell
We’ll document your degradation
Beaten into silence
Submission through violence
Bolstering authority by subverting all defiance
Image
Going down to the mall
Gonna buy a leather jacket
Sew on some patches of bands my friends told me were cool
Dye my hair and head down to the Green Day show
Fuck your bullshit image
Studded collar, studded bracelet, studded belt
Same shit all the other “punks” are wearing too
Don’t you realize it doesn’t mean shit?
Being “different” is the trendiest thing to do.
Cycle of Ignorance
Now you’re alive
Force fed the same shit your parents ate
Taught to hate what you can’t relate or simply can’t understand
I wanna grow up just like Mom, find a mate and procreate
I wanna grow up just like Dad, work all day, get drunk, get mad
Now you’re 25
Ain’t it great to be alive
Working down at the factory where Daddy’s a retiree (beat his liver black and blue)
Your kid’s a fuckin handicap cause Mommy couldn’t stop smoking crack
Soak it all up at the local bar it’ll all be there tomorrow
Now you’re 43
Everything you wanted to be is just a faded memory
Pissed away like the rest of your life
Isn’t it a crying shame that you’re not even the one to blame
Born tied to a ball and chain, you never had a prayer
No War
You take an ordinary man
You give him some money
You give him some power
The things that used to mean so much don’t seem to matter anymore
No War! for money
No war for oil
No more toxic chemicals leaching into the soil
No War! for Jesus
No war for Allah
No more exploitation
Humanity has gone too far
No War!
You take an ordinary man
You take away all he’s got
You crush his spirit into the dirt
His hatred and his faith are the only hope he’s got
Reality
I’m sick of hearing about who’s fucking who
Rich blonde bitches laughing at the working class
What’s sad about this reality shit
Is that it wouldn’t even be here if your eyes weren’t glued to it
Donald Trump you megalomaniac prick
You and your apprentices can suck my dick
Bachelor, you’ll get no love from greed
All that we can hope for is that you don’t breed
Assemble your squad of mindless TV friendlies
Pit them against one another for a common goal
A couple string bikinis, a little treachery
A couple walking hard-ons, some infidelity
Self-degradation for the promise of money
Then we’ll convince America this is REALITY Ha!
Death and Taxes
Death is a natural part of life
That we struggle to avoid while breeding like parasites
Fill up this planet, find another to destroy
Procreation is still number one
Even though we’ve no fucking food to eat
You waste all your time (and money) fighting your destiny
But Mother Nature owns you, and one day we will see
Taxes paying to keep murderers safe
I say put them all together and let them sort it out
Ku Klux Katholics
I won’t buy into your rituals
Your backward thinking makes me ill
What does it say about your religion
If your leader is a drooling imbecile
Just another cult, except they kill you slow
Just another KKK
They hide behind lies instead of white hoods
I can think of a cross you should burn
Shackled to the wall by an ancient set of rules
Afraid of finding out the truth
That all you believe is based on a lie
Ban a few more books and pray to the sky
Backwards
They make it illegal to advertise cigarettes,
Can’t show anyone taking a sip, not allowed to say fuck or shit
But a half naked woman can serve a man a brew
Portrayed as vapid airheads with nothing better to do
Than get whites their whitest or bake some apple pie
Destined to make babies, or marry some rich guy
This world is moving backwards
The media it’s bane
Trying to distract us all with cash and cars and fame
But they can’t force your mind to think the way they want it to
Just don’t be so oblivious,
Maybe read a book or two