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WHITE HASSLE It's four in the morning Had a rough night Got back from Irving Plaza Thought I'd stop in for a bite Put up with all the druggies Only place open late A little short on money And the burgers are 28 cents It's my turn at the window Got number 48 Four burgers, large orange, Fries an onion rings I ain't getting smart with you You're lucky you're in that cage If you were standing next to me I'd punch you in the face I don't know why you get so mad I paid you all in change You have to count the little coins What a fuckin pain You're just a pain in my asshole Safe begind your little screen Got a cop in with you too You think that you are real tough You hind behind your cage I'd take all my money And throw it in your face Real tough getting tough with me When I can't get at you I'm not here for your attitude I just came for the food I don't want no White Hassles I just came for White Castles NEW YEAR'S EVE Light went on but not in time - she's still dead Red lights pierced right through my mind - she's still dead I couldn't stop not in time - she's still dead Now she's dead, she's dead, she's dead Apologies can't bring her back I didn't mean to do it, it's not my fault She's still dead Door flew open she flew out - she's still dead Her skull was smashed on impact - she's still dead Her life was shattered on the street - she's still dead She makes no sound the crowd looks on - she's still dead Why's everybody staring at me It's not my fault stop looking at me She's still dead She comes to haunt me when I drink - she's still dead Hop in my car and try to escape - she's still dead Light went on but not in time - she's still dead Red lights pierced right through my mind - she's still dead SMALL TALK How are you? Who cares? Why even talk if you get nowhere Idle talk for idle minds I got better things to do than waste my time Why bother Whatever you say it's all the same Nothing's said and nothing's gained Fill my mind with your worthless facts You don't even care so why even ask GOING TO A FUNERAL Another relative up and dies Everyone sits around and cries No one liked him anyway Forget about 'em in another day Going to a funeral Sit around and cry Going to a funeral Nobody cared how he died He was a really rotten person Everyone hoeps he goes to heaven He looks real nice in his coffin I'd rather go to 7-11 |
CORPORATE DISNEYLAND Right here in New Jersey The Corporate Disneyland Many opportunities For an educated man Go to school, get married Move right down the block Lead this sheltered shut in life And suck the bosses cock Big man knows a lot Sitting at his desk But no one asked a question So give your mouth a rest Company owns your house Company owns your town Company owns your mind and soul Company owns your mind and soul TRANS AM (THE SAGA CONTINUES) Rap by Captain Lenny Sblendorio (Figure it out for yourself dude) Broom!! I'm a car!! Broom!! SIGHTSEEING Not my idea of a vacation I want rest and relaxation Don't wanna go out and see the streets Sightseeing really bites Marvel at the land formations And the antique restorations I don't care what happened here Rather sit back and drink a beer than - Walk around in Bermuda shorts Stay in overpriced resorts And buy some stupid souveniers Stop off at a place of interest Walk around and take some pictures Stroll around like a jerk Sightseeing's for the birds Driving around on a crowded bus With smelly people really sucks Don't want to sleep in tourist traps Don't want to sleep with bugs and rats or - MIDDLE AGE WHORE Middle age whore I seen one in the store She's all fat and ugly Still dresses like she's twenty Middle age whore Her life is pretty boring Cheating on her husband Cause he's living at the office I seen her at the bar She drives a fancy car Wears so much make-up She looks just like a clown Middle age whore Her life is pretty boring Cheating on her husband Cause he's too busy working Midle age whore Met a middle age jock Went back to his apartment She pulls out his cock He strokes her libido She sucks on his ego Middle age whore Middle age whore |
WORLD WAR IV We're still alive, how did we survive We're hairless zombies, with melted down eyes We live in caves, we live underground We're the last forms of life to be found We thrive on radiation, we eat dirt We live from day to day Go for walks in the invisible rain We need plutonium for our sterile brains We want radiation yes we want radiation Can't wait for World War 4 We're easy to spot cause we glow in the dark Flourescent blood flows through our veins Sometimes we wonder outside To soak up gamma rays We crawl around on our knees Critical masses are what we need Hope some day we find some commies So we can start World War 4 CLEAN AND JERK Graduated high school, never touched a book Being the star athlete, was all it took Packed and left for college, never learned to read Got a football scholarship, that's all you'll ever need No more trophies, cheerleaders too All washed up at 22 No more stardom, no more fame Mother's disappointed and your dad is so ashamed Living back at home and your job is pumping gas!! Stupid jocks they smell like sweat! Your picture in the paper, head begins to swell Too much of that high life, your body goes to HELL Picked up by the Cowboys, get cut the first year Sent down to a farm team, say goodbye to your career SLEEP Lethargy and me are the best of friends Before my day begins I wanna make it end Shut off the alarm and pull up the sheet And pretty soon I'll be back asleep Wanna sleep for a year wake up and take a nap To tired to roll over and light a cigarette Worry about my problems when I wake up next I'm going back to bed cause I'd rather be asleep Hanging in clubs till the sun comes up Why am I here I think I must be nuts Well sometimes I really think That I should be at home in bed asleep RAH-JAH! Assassinate Mr. "R" He teaches our kids to be nice They're taught to be subservient Brainwashed to be square Mr. "R" is a child molester Little girl wanna come inside He uses kids like puppets He wants to run their lives Ban him off our T.V. screens He's lost all touch with reality He wants you to live in his fantasy Mr. "R" does LSD Castrate Mr. "R" Lynch him up in a tree Gonna burn, rape, pillage, plunder His land of make believe Gonna trash Mr. R's neighborhood ROCK & ROLL GAS STATION Pump gas, kick ass Fix flats & smoke grass Rock & Roll Gas Station Rock & Roll Rock & Roll Gas Station Bang your head Tune up, smoke butts Mag wheels & high heels Hey dude, full 'er up man |