8 Song E.P. Lyrics

PSYCHO (G. Roslie)


DESTRUCTION (J. X)
Look at the kid with hate in his eyes
See the old man with total despise
They both have deep feelings inside
There's no place for them to hide

Destruction, destruction, destruction
We don't need it
Destruction, destruction, destruction
We don't want it

People talk anarchy in conversation
Some people believe it's the healing of the nation
So I believe in total non-violence
As long as people don't remain silent


DARK SIDE OF THE HUMAN MIND (M. Keddy)
Just ain't fair, just ain't fair
Just ain't fair, just ain't fair

I'm walking down the street at night
Holding my pocket knife
Don't want no one to see me now
Don't want no one to come near me now

Dark side of the human mind

A thought away from killing
A thought away from living
Don't want no one to see me now
Don't want no one to come near me now

Dark side of the human mind

Mysterious mysteries mystify me
Mysterious mysteries mystify me
Don't want no one to see me now
Don't want no one to come near me now


THE ELIMINATION PROCESS (J. X)
Equal rights amendments make me ill
Reagan and his forces out to kill
They just want it segregated
It's a process of elimination
Who do they think they're fooling?

Process of elimination
We don't need this aggravation
Process of elimination
Governmental exploitation

The Constitution is a fucking joke
The Senate are all snorting coke
They can blow it out their ass
Their world is just a dying mass
Who do they think they're fooling?
CONTEMPT (Words-D. Disorder, Music-J. X)
When will we know
When will we see
When your contempt and corruption
Will let us be?

We never asked
We never sought
To see rats like you
Not give a second thought

Contempt, contempt
We hate it, we hate it
Contempt, contempt
You made it, you made it

Fuck the establishment
Fuck authority
Because of rats like you
We'll take superiority

Contempt... etc.

Don't you know it don't pay to cheat
All you hypocrites get on your feet
Think you're dandy 'cause you follow a fad
Face it, chump, you're a fucking rat


KIDS ARE FOR TRIX (B. Normal)
Thirteen-year-old girl, standing on the corner
If you got the money for an hour you can own her
She'll do anything you want, she'll tell you that it's real
You won't have to push her down 'cause she'd prefer to kneel

Kids are for trix, kids are for trix
Someday when you get rich you can take them to the Ritz
Kids are for trix, kids are for trix
Don't tell me that it's shameful 'cause their homelife was a bitch

Child prostitution puts money in my bank
All my little boys and girls even tell me, "thanks"
Funny how they come to me like pigeons find their crumbs
Don't say I take advantage 'cause my little ones ain't dumb

Kids... etc.

Here's a little innocent, here's a practiced lass
Here's well-paid little boy who takes it up the ass
No moral question, hell, it's only good clean fun
But I know the police ain't the only ones with guns
PAPER (B. Normal)
Democracy works on paper
Communism works on paper
Imperialism works on paper
Anarchy works on paper
But none of it
No none of it
Works for real

Supply-side works on paper
Social programs work on paper
But none of it
No none of it
Works for real


NATIONAL CLOCK SOCIETY (M. Keddy)
The moments
Seconds
Minutes
Hours

Everything belongs to the
National Clock Society
Everything belongs to the
National Clock Society

General comes in his jeep
Sergeants wait like his sheep
Clock starts ticking in the Middle East
Better wake up and go to sleep
I'm the American who are you?
Countdown's coming Got bless you

Countdown's coming
Countdown's coming
Countdown's coming
Countdown's coming
Countdown's coming
Countdown's coming



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