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No, I've never been too articulate
And I hope these words hit you like a brick
Pigs, you'll never make the charges stick
Now I'm outta here, goddammit I'm gone
Girl, you were so metaphysical
When we kissed it turned ritual
You broke my back baby you were wrong
Well I'm outta here, goddammit I'm gone
Well I'm gone, gone, gone, outta here I'm up and gone
And girl I'll never underestimate
The fun you had watching me masturbate
One of my many decadent traits
But the stress it did alleviate
Yeah my mind went into overdrive
Had to get away just to keep alive
And your tattooed image was all contrived
Now I'm outta here, goddammit I'm gone
Did it give you a peace of mind?
Yeah you got away with the perfect crime
Yeah baby you had an alibi
But the footprint did not match the shoe size
Well I'm gone, gone, gone, outta here I'm up and gone
Well I'm gone, gone, gone, baby you done me wrong
Well I'm gone, gone, gone, outta here like Donkey
Kong
I'm outta here, and then I'm gone
You bring me life, you bring me joy
You bring me everything worth dying for
You bring me kindness, you bring me time
That is well spent, living this life of mine
I lost my tomorrow when I was young
I was riding that slow train to hell, sinking into
the sun
Somehow I found you, all broken like me
Now I'm emancipated, unafraid, and my eyes are wide
open to see
So don't drown in the laughter of those who don't
care
It's gone in a minute, a cocaine minute
And the rockets red glare
Don't give up your love, little girl, to just anyone
Give your love to me and I shall return it a thousand
to one
Don't give up your heart, little girl, to just anyone
Give your heart to me and I shall not break it
Oh sweet purity, where do you reside?
Is it in my lover's heart, or a wicked woman's eyes?
This is where I keep my shelter
I turn it all into shit anyway
I can do that with true love
Watch me do that with your love
I will be your rollercoaster without breaks
I'll make you love me till your spirit aches
Just try to leave me babe, I'll be Robert Blake, I'll
plant you down
Like Robert Blake I'll plant you down
Where have all the flowers gone?
Where did we go wrong?
I gave you love, you gave me nada
Oh my sexy senorita
I gave you whiskey, cigarettes and porn
You gave me nothing but heartbreak in return
It's dying time
Where have all the flowers gone?
Where did we go wrong?
After I am dead and gone
Will you love me?
You never loved me anyway
I came down from the killing fields
And I lay down my sword and shield
And I know someday we're all gonna shine
And I be ready
There's a black voice over yonder, beckons me to come
I'll pay it no never mind, I'll stay my course and
I'll stay strong
And I know someday, someway, we're all gonna shine
And I be ready
Life's just a circle jerk, and I done blacked out
in a red room
There ain't nothing pure in this world, baby girl,
except the voice of god and you
And I know someday we're all gonna shine
And I be ready
Pauline taught me how to die
Inner strength, a wrinkled beauty
Quietly she slipped away
To a world-weary slumber
Heaven called her home, back into the fold
I held her as her last breath passed
Her dying words: "Get right with Jesus, so we
can all be together one fine day"
All life's mysteries got answers
If you just look hard enough
All life's illusions taken from you
When you get buried in the ground
Pauline taught me how to die
When I was just 17
Lord, a smile washed over her
As I held her fragile body, I felt her mighty spirit
leave
We just headed for the graveyard
And her for the higher ground
Grandma went off to claim her wings
In a mansion made of gold
Pauline taught me how to die
In her life she'd seen more than most
She saw the Titanic, airplanes, and men on the moon
She loved her children, worked her fingers to the
bone
That's just how some people are born
Good is how they live their life
Grandma taught me lots of things
Grandma taught me how to die
Pauline taught me how to die
My daddy said I was the devil, but I just got baptized
And Jimmy Beam was my holy water
And the taste of your mouth, woman, I saw the light
And yes, I never believed in angels until I layed
my eyes on you
And no, I never could resist you
The truth is I never wanted to
And yes, I've always been a drifter with no direction
or home
But I cherish your illusion until I'm walkin' out
the door
Now's the right time I know
The highway is medicine for my soul
Looks like to hell I'm gonna go
I'll get there walkin'
And you were my Mary Magdalene
And I was a sinner, yeah it's true
But I told the twelve, "Kiss my ass and go to
hell"
'Cuz I'm gonna strap on my walkin' shoes
Yeah I'll be walkin'
Would you braid my hair if it was long enough?
And wear a white dress to my requiem
Or waltz alone pretty sugar, alone in your room
It's springtime in Texas and I'm still missing you
Get out of my way
'Cuz I'm coming through
I've got nothin' left to give you
Except this heart in my chest
And this hurt in my breath
All these holes in my head
And we're desperate now
I'm a firestorm
Got broke before I was born
All tattered and torn
And there's more to come
Don't you turn your back on me
'Cuz I'm a menace
We live in the beast
We are not a whole
We don't even know who the enemy is anymore
Don't you turn your back on me
'Cuz I'm a menace
Stand up and be counted, throw your fist towards the
sky
Folks walk around like they're already dead
Long 'fore they ever die
And on the ground where the savior walked
Was it Palestine?
Man and machine gonna silence one voice
One martyr gonna take to the sky
All the flowers bloom in your name
And all the children sing out your name
The voice you heard call to you
Oppression sure makes a sweet enemy
Folks don't really seem to care about no peace
They can't see the forest, they're too busy killing
all the trees
American made D-9, made of hated steel
Stronger than flesh and blood
Your spirit stood stronger still
Loneliness, loneliness, is all I can see
And Eleanor Rigby ain't got nothin' on me
Heartache, sweet heartache, builds year upon year
Brick upon brick, fear upon fear
I remember Tulsa like it was yesterday
In the creek by our house I washed my own sins away
You beat me down good, I hauled ass for the bay
Swallowed by regrets and Greyhounds
Regrets and Greyhounds and the big engine sounds
I love that bus how she swayed
Regrets and Greyhounds and small country towns
You've got five minutes to stretch your legs
Now the further I'd run the closer you'd feel
And mine is a heart that can never heal
Out on this highway the walking wounded abound
And we ride regrets and Greyhounds
I know there's gonna be more self hatred to come
And maybe I can fix this bullshit before my day is
done
Maybe I'll just hit a pawnshop and get myself a gun
I hope this thing inside don't ever come out
I hope all this hatred inside don't ever come out
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Fuck him long and hard until his rectum hurts
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Come on ya'll let's fuck Pat Robertson
'Cuz for me you know he's got no Christian love
He took all my grandma's money, gave it to the 700
Club
Come on ya'll let's fuck Pat Robertson
Come on ya'll let's fuck ol' Benny Hinn
Come on ya'll let's fuck that born again
He claims to be a faith healer, but he's just a charlatan
Come on ya'll let's fuck ol' Benny Hinn
Come on ya'll let's talk about the President
Everything that comes out of his mouth is a fucking
lie
He prays to a god that hates his guts, then sends
young boys to die
Come on ya'll let's fuck the President
Now you born agains don't waste your prayers on me
Cuz' the good lord knows I've already been saved
I just pray that I live long enough to take a shit
on Fred Phelp's grave
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Fuck him 'til his ass is raw and sore
Now if God hates fags, you asshole, I'm sure he hates
you more
Fuck Fred Phelps and the Westboro Baptist Church
Nightmares that live under my skin look me dead in
my eyes
No matter how deep or black the hole
No matter how long the night
Devils dance in a drink that is strong
Telling me this is where I belong
Hang on boy, it won't be long, 'cuz your daddy's coming
home
Devils and ghosts and Lon Chaney
They could not get the best of me
I see you by the hanging tree, I'll be smiling
When I fall down
Innocence gone in the the blink of an eye
Head shrinking man is asking me why
Open up boy, it's all right to cry
I promised I won't let you fall, but you did
And I don't believe you know what I am
Dirty and broken, not now a man
Crystal white lies I understand
Needles and lies I understand
Goddamn, looks like I got betrayed
My lifes on the table
My trump card got played
And I will turn blue before I turn grey
Devils and ghosts, Dr. Frankenstein
They could not fix this heart of mine
'Cuz you see it was broken a long time ago
Devils and ghosts and Lugosi
Used to scare the shit outta me
Dying finally makes us all free
Bobby Smith was born in Columbus Ohio
He joined the army when he was 19 years old
And Bobby cried when the towers all come down
Cuz' the evil men had attacked his mother ground
Bobby graduated basic; he was pure-blood infantry
Headed for jump school now, and to serve his country
Ready to fly off in that C-131
To bring justice to the dust and sun
He said "I'm gonna go to the dust and sun
And I'm gonna take my weapon
With a fighter's heart I was born
Before this is through I shall know war"
Ahmet was born in Baghdad
He's lucky to see life to 29 years old
Dictator took his father and brother away
Number 43 dropped bombs on his home
Now Ahmet was a family man
Like most of those that shot at him
He said "Here I'll die and here I'll kill
For my God, my ground, my blood I'll spill"
He said "I come from the dust and sun, and I
am from the sword and gun
And I know death and I know war, and I've known hate
since I was born"
Is this what you call democracy?
I will never, never understand
The lies, the lies, of the Bible and Koran
"'Mission accomplished', he said it on TV
And every day I get bullets thrown at me
The tanks rolled in and you called it good
In your aviator suit on that deck you stood
Another day another firefight
Tracer rounds light up the sky
And I dream of my sweetheart's eyes
'Cuz I am so young, don't wanna die
And I wanna leave the dust and sun
And I wanna lay down my weapon
With a fighter's heart I am still born
And I know death and I know war
My children, they shall not know war"
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