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A.A. (A.) Bottle, bottle, on the wall, who's the drunkest of us all? Set yourself up for the fall, who's a slave to alcohol, I know a place where you can go, you'll probably see no one that you know, A few minutes will make you think you probably need another drink. They said that I had a disease, I asked them, "What?" if they please, I asked them what the fuck they meant, Victim of the six percent, Now I'm so ashamed of it, I guess it's time that I quit. I saw a friend the other day, getting out of N.A. He was looking really good, that made me think of myself, I care about my worthless friends, don't like to see them kill themselves, Get so strung out they lose all hope, why do you think they call it dope? Trembling hands, blooodshot eyes, propose a toast to my demise. God gave me this liver, I didn't know he was an indian giver. LEGALIZE FREEDOM (Tense/A.) Freedom's just a word to those who give in, Or a state of mind for those who put out, Everything they have for an absense, Or another word for no oppression, Your sterile, fake community means un-civil liberty, But it's out there, if you want it, A change, a social change, is out there, if you want it. Street politics are an important part of life, You gotta know something about it if you don't want to die, But if you die you say it's not gonna matter, Cause all your life, it was handed to you on a platter. Your sterile, fake community means un-civil liverty, But it's out there, if you want it. Money, happiness, freedom, a saviour, if you want it. So go and die for whatever you don't believe in. From the day that I was born, Stars and stripes, a uniform, Permanently rearrange, Don't you sense a certain change? A message to all, not just some, Sprayed on the wall, legalize freedom Hold your ground, keep it down, don't sell yourself short Subvert? Don't vote? Do I have a right to bitch? Does it count? COLD COMFORT (Tense/Roberts/A.) So this is why people kill themselves, I don't care anymore. How can I smile in a world of corruption, hate, death and self-destruction. It's in my heart, in my mind, with me all the time, So ask the man who wrote this song, ask him what he thinks is wrong. So I look around me and sigh, then kiss my ass goodbye It's in my heart, in my mind, with me all the time. |
THORN IN MY SIDE (A.) Here it comes again, a thorn in my side, a set of rules or a set up, Give me grief and run it in just by the tone of your voice, Something pained the side of me, I can't figure out. All the pressures the day inflicts, All the pain that makes that clock inside your heart tick. Something pained the side of me, I can't figure it out. Destroying me by the tone of your voice Why can't you see that you're losing me, putting me in misery. RUBBER HUSBAND (A.) I want to be dominated, have my masculinity deflated, Push me around a little more, that way I respect you more, When it's all said and done, what a strange idea of fun, Lay me on my back, I'm just a rubber husband. My heart's such an open sore, how can I trust you any more, Slap my face, pull my hair, love me, tell me you care. RICH GET RICHER (Tense/A.) You might have more than me, I'm not so blind I can't see, The rich getting richer, who says that it has to be? Money talks, money screams, Middle class lies, Amerikan dreams, The rich get richer, the poor get poorer, Who says it has to be. DON'T LIKE IT HERE (Roberts/A.) Almost got what I wanted, almost got what I needed, Tried to get it from you, you act so conceited, So hey mom, come here, 'cause I really like it there, I like to feel like a man, piss and shit when I can, Pride on my shoulder with a chip on the other, Target excites, I got both my hands on her thighs. TIME TO GO (A.) Action's too fast, time's too slow Waiting for you, when you show, We finally meet, then I finally know, Is it time to stay or finally go. Well? I hear that you've met a friend of mine, I guess it's true what they say, there's really not enough time To do all the things I wanted to do, Before you say, hey you're through. No voice, no choice, can't fight, nothing to win. Wake up, time to go, pass out, take it fast. A night's sleep may be a soul earned, but stick around You'll get your turn, it happens just like that. |