The Decline
Where are all the stupid people from
And how did they get to be so dumb
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on human nature, man's destiny
Blame it on the greediocracy
The fear of God, the fear of change, the fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights
Subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past
We're living in united stagnation


Father what have I done
I took that 22
A gift to me from you
to bed with me each night
Kept it clean polished it well
Cherished every cartridge every shell

Down by the creek under brush under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down at the park under stone under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William

Brother where have you gone to I swear
I never thought I could I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight, don't pull the trigger squeeze
That will insure a kill, a kill is what you want
To kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns the church and NRA
Pray for their salvation prey on lower faiths


The story book's been read and every line believed
The curriculum's been set logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some Time in Michigan
A 20 year vacation After all he had a dime
A dime is worth a Lot more in Detroit
A dime in California Just a 20 dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats 17 fun years of being someone's bitch

Don't think
Drink your wine
Watch the fire burn
His problems not mine just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling for every senseless killing
I'd buy a government. America's for sale and
You can get a good deal on it and make a healthy profit
Or maybe tear it apart

You start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than  one

Serotonin's gone, she gave up, drifted away

Sara fled though process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

10,000 messages a day a million more transmissions lay
Dead victims of the laissez faire
10,000 voices, 100 guns, 100 decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with serotonin gone
Go back or...
...have some more
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