1. Lifestyle Of Rebellion
2. No Reason
3. Freedom
4. Destroy What Destroys You
5. Another Fuck You Song
6. 30 Second Song
7. Walking Revolution
8. Disobey
9. Chelsea Baby
Lifestyle Of Rebellion
I'm a rat in a maze, I'm headed in the wrong the
direction if society's the cure, well then I'm the infection when I was
younger I tried hard to a find a place within it's structure, but the more
that I tried, the more I fuckin' suffered Its so fuckin' hard to live this
life my gun is fuckin' loaded and I'm beginning to see the light. it's
so fuckin' hard to live this life. I knew all along that it was wrong,
when you told me it was right. all these fuckin' rules and regulations
hold me down I open up my mouth to scream, but no one hears a sound. they're
too busy buying up everything that's been selling, that's why I chose to
live a fuckin' lifestyle of rebellion.
No Reason
it was never easy growing up with you. your
words and actions left me confused. the way you think about things
makes me mad. you tried to teach me your version of bad. I
never saw the reasons for your hate. I don't think you had one any
way. now I'm older, opinionated and I'm strong. so shut your
mouth and listen to this song. your way of thinking is fucking wrong.
and I know I can't change you with this song. but maybe I can make
you stop to think. we're all connected, you're just the weakest link.
conditioned to hate without a reason. I don't understand what you
believe in. no color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason to
hate. why can't you see? it was never easy growing up with
you. your words and actions left me confused. the way you think
about things makes me mad. you tried to teach me your version of
bad. I never saw the reasons for your hate. I don't think you
had one any way. now I'm older, opinionated and I'm strong.
so shut your mouth and listen to this song. no color, no race, no
religion, no creed, no reason to hate. why can't you see? no
color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason to hate. why can't
you see? no color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason to hate.
why can't you see? no color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason
to hate. why can't you see? it was never easy growing up with
you. your words and actions left me confused. the way you think
about things makes me mad. you tried to teach me your version of
bad. I never saw the reasons for your hate. I don't think you
had one any way. now I'm older, opinionated and I'm strong.
so shut your mouth and listen to this song. no color, no race, no
religion, no creed, no reason to hate. why can't you see? no
color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason to hate. why can't
you see? no color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason to hate.
why can't you see? no color, no race, no religion, no creed, no reason
to hate. why can't you see?
Freedom
Everyday I listened to you and nothings ever good
enough you're always complaining about something you act so goddamn tough
but all you ever do is let someone do your thinking for you and you have
no respect for my opinion well at least I think for myself I'm not brainwashed
to think like people that rule I'm not a pool and i'll rise I wont compromise
and i'll never give up I won't walk walk walk away there won't be another
day when I can say hey hey hey... freedom you talk to me I see your lips
move but the words that come out aren't yours they're someone elses you
dangle from their strings beneath the wings of the eagle you push but i'll
never fall I'm not the only one whose willing to stand up.. we've had enough
your laws just benefit you we watch you get richer as we get sicker and
we'll rise with battle cries and we'll never give up
Destroy What Destroys You
Johnny's pissed of at the institute of social oppression
he's had enough & he can't take no more Johnny's so tired of being
held down by the system the rich get rich and the poor stay poor Johnny
bought a cookbook and he locked himself inside his room now he's got a
back full of rpebumbs Johnny took a gasp as he slipped on his ski-mask
now he's in the bank and he's singing this song I won't be another content
slave that you oppress because I crave for the annihilation of your existence
feel my hate feel my resistance and the system has brought to its knees
then I heard him scream... destroy what destroys you.
Another Fuck You Song
To them we're paper, numbers in a profit margin.
We fill their pockets & keep their bank accounts enlarging. No one
controls them, they're on the inside of a structure built on bribes. elitist
inner-circle holding decisive power over a nation more corrupt by the hour.
Money hungry business man, he's got a big plan. He's making party donations
because one hand washes the other, it's safer to be on the side of big
brother and we all know it's wrong so here's another fuck you song. The
wealthy ruling class, they keep us occupied. They fill our heads with promises,
but we know they're lies. To them it's a game, and we will always lose
cause they keep changing the rules.
30 Second Song
Where the fuck's my freedom? Uncle Sam says not
today. that's the price you pay living in the u.s.a.
Walking Revolution
I never do what I'm told. I'm a fucking time bomb
waiting to explode. I'm a walking revolution. i've got problems, no solutions.
So you say i've got a problem with authority but I don't know just what
to do, cause all your rules and regulations benefit no one but you. I refuse
to let you run my life and be a rat in your race, so you better get out
of my sight before I fucking smash your face. pressure's building &
I'm gonna explode. I'm gonna grab my glock & empty my load. I'm stuck
in a dead end job, burger flippin'. Everyone's moving forward but I'm slippin',
further and further down with no hope. Every day is a struggle and I just
can't cope. My head is a mess and I can't see straight. Look into my eyes
and all you see is hate.
Disobey
Hey... disobey. I'm not gonna listen to what you
say. I wont listen to you if you say I'm outta line. I won't listen to
you fuckin' right wing slime. You try to hold me but I pick myself back
up. let's all skank together & pick it up.
Chelsea Baby
Chelsea Baby let's run away to some third world
country. Exploit the workers, rape the land. Get money for dope from your
old man. Chelsea Baby what's up with pops? Each time I call, he sends the
cops. Meet me at the Crumbs show tonight. Pack your shit, we'll be alright.
Auntie Tipper raided your underwear drawer & burned your riot girl
shirt & called you a whore & playing the fascist p.m.r.c. role,
she wiped her butt with the m.r.r. Chelsea hates her mom & Chelsea
hates her dad. Chelsea hates the state, she finds it very sad. So grab
your shit tonight & man we'll flee & squat under a bridge in the
florida keys.