I'm proud to be ignorant I never listen to a word that you say Because if I did I'd have to learn something new and then uh ... that might make me feel
I'm so sick and tired of all this beating around the bush. You just don't make no sense when you don't say what you mean and I don't understand why you
If you blow the cobwebs off yer shelf and make some room for something else, you might be surprised just how well it fits, right up there next to the
slag me and i wonder, you steal my thunder we're torn asunder, what the fuck? hey man that's rather stupid and it's useless can't we see that it just
I don't need no government to tell me what to do and if you think this is another stupid hardcore song, fuck you too...
There's a McDonald's in the desert and a flag on the moon and gonna shoot billboards into space pretty soon so that when I stare up into the smoggy night
I've got a germ inside of my soul and a Nazi inside of my head and there's nothing you can do. I've got a brain that's ready to snap and I'll turn around
taught to think by someone else's rules people turn into a gang of fools minds are cleansed with verbal doggy doo all things thought get covered up in
When I go to the super store People look so tired and bored and their backs are sore. As I walk up and down the aisles The people they don't smile they
He's only having problems with his speech and his ummm, oh yeah, memory. They cut out his brain His motor skills still function normally. He will, unfortunately
frolicking down the beach my tan is covered with spots they said we had to move out 'cause of the chemical dump you can't make a home where the children
OK, let's play a game with a map of the world. We'll call it Risk. And you roll the dice so you can get more armies so you can conquer the world. Then
She's never lonely when she's alone, one-sided talking but she's not on the phone, kicking and screaming like she's fighting for her life, but there's
We're just sitting here for the new messiah. We're just sitting here waiting to achieve Nirvana. We wanna make a Buddha appear, an Allah apparition right
When the tension starts to rise and it ain't no surprise you come unglued it's an ugly thing. When you don't play by the rules but I'm still just a fool
Wake up to the nagging of the clock radio and the sick world news starts to pour and flow. Got yer murders, rapes and stabbings, and yer child abuse,
We are not politically correct. What did you expect? Wounds to inflict? Words to make you act? My words are suspect. As is my intellect. And so I spew
"Far out" he said, "I see yellow, green, and blue and red. Spiders crawlin' up the wall, rivers of blood flowin' down the hall. Turn it upside down and