Standard (EADGBE)
Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dum b?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of g rains
To lesser human beings, zero feel ings
Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (m ans destiny)
Blame it on the greedioc racy (greediocracy)
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 2 2
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it cl ean
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, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother W illiam
Brother w here, 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
A kill is why we breed
The christians love their guns
The church and nra
Pray for their salvat ions
Prey on the lower faiths
The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a t hreat
Reason searched and seized
Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dim e
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in california, a twenty 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 seventeen fun years of being someones bitch
Don't thin k (stay)
Drink your w ine (home)
Watch the fire burn (be)
His problems not mine (safe)
Just be that model citizen
I wish I had a schilling
For every senseless killing
I'd b uy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it ap art
Start with assump tion
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one
Weird rhythm
Serotonin's gon e
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sinc ere
Messages no one will ever hear
Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with serotonin gone
Eoctave with maj3 Eoctave Emaj3
The man who used to speak
Perfor ms a cute routine
Feel a little patro nized
Don't feel b ad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit mis led
It's not that they don't care, yeah
The television's put a thought inside your head
Like a barry mani low, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmo ny
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care (make you care)
Not designed to make you care (make you care)
They're betting you won't care (you won't...)
Tough Bass (I just play chords) low E ring
Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your p ride
Why try to beat them when, a million others t ried?
We are the w hore
Intellectually spayed
We are the q ueer
Dysfunctionally r aised
D string picked
5th fret G string picked
4th fret G string picked
1st fret G string picked
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through con formity
One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place
Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain
Na na na na na
La na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na
The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe
Sa ve us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comfor ting
And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in dec line
Be the victim of our own de sign
The status quo, built on sus pect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?
Fellow mem bers
Club "we've got ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the dec line
We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green
We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
(Eventually modulates up a whole step to)