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i'm a rat in a maze, i'm headed in the wrong the direction if societies 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 begining 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.

it was never easy growing up with you, your words & actions left me confused. the way you think about things makes the 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?

every day the brainwash trend repeating the words put into my head never thinkin about what they mean monotone, like a damn machine i stood in line, a single file a uniform to fit the style but my individuality they could never take from me shown a cross and made to pray do exactly what they say they told me it was the only way chant the same thing every day i put my hand upon my chest and say some words that were meaningless but deep inside i always knew your system sucks and so do you chorus x2 desensitized to almost everything conditioned to act without thinking end chorus every day the brainwash trend repeating the words put into my head never thinkin about what they mean monotone, like a damn machine i stood in line, a single file a uniform to fit the style but my individuality they could never take from me shown a cross and made to pray do exactly what they say they told me it was the only way chant the same thing every day i put my hand upon my chest and say some words that were meaningless but deep inside i always knew your system sucks and so do you chorus x 2 desensitized to almost everything conditioned to act without thinking hey, hey...

everyday i listened to you and nothing's 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 benifit you we watch you get richer as we get sicker and we'll rise with battle cries and we'll never give up

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 sliped 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 opress because i crave for the annihilation of your existance feel my hate feel my resistance and the system has brought to its knees then i heard him scream... destroy what destroys you

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to them we're paper, numbers in a profit margin. we fill their pockets & keep their bank accounts enlargin'. no one controls them, they're on the inside of a structure built on bribes. elitest 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.

where the fuck's my freedom? uncle sam says not today. that's the price you pay living in the u.s.a.

theres something deep inside you cant see or touch and they can never take from me no matter how hard they try i'll never give it up till the day i die & there's a fire fueled by hate and it was burning deep down inside me & i can't take it anymore...society

we're all here we're all the same fighting each other nothing's to gain open your eyes don't play their game open your mouth but do not close your eyes fight the system not each other they control your lives why are we so busy fighting each other when we should be fighting the system that fucks up and holds us down with the shackles that bound there's a new sound comin down from the underground a sound called unity if we stand together we'll never be torn apart by hatred we've gotta stop the violence in our scene and focus our hate on the state till they hear our screams

i never do what i'm told. i'm a fucking time bomb waiting to expload. 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 expload. 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

there's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall, and the bells in the steeple too. and up in the nursery an absurd little bird is popping out to say cuckoo. regretfully they tell us, but firmly they compel us to say goodnight to you. so long,farewell, auf wiedersehen, good night i hate to go and leave this pretty sight. so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, adu. adu adu to you and you and you. so long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen i'd like to stay and taste my first champagne. so long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, good bye i leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye, goodbye. i'm glad to go i can not tell a lie. i flit, i float, i fleety flee i fly. the sun has gone to bed and so must i so long farewell afedersen good bye, good bye good bye good bye

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 riotgrrrl 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.

i'm not gonna bend to fit society i'm not gonna remove what's inside of me money's your god. it's got no hold of me a puppet on a string, is all your ever gonna be their gonna destroy what we worked so hard to create a subculture of conciousness against the borguois society state a slave i never want to be a part of your society wake up see the conspiracy, can't you see you're not free you ain't never gonna be punk's not dead, it never will be if we keep the corporate shit out of the scenery your money, your suit, your tie doesn't impress me the media's corrupting the scene, but they can't touch me keep punk pure, keep punk true, beat your ass in, your black and blue take your money, shove it up your ass, ain't sellin' punk for cash alternatives big, corrupting the scene, major labels makin green i ain't gonna sell it, i ain't gonna buy it as long as their in the scene, i'm gonna fight it don't support the bands that sell it, they think their shit don' stink, i smell it i wanna see those fuckers bleed bullet in their head is what they need time to take back the scene that we made rise up, wise up don't let the scene fade

one day i decided to pray i kneeled down & looked at the sky i asked god why life is so hard he turned his back & i started to cry you turn your back on me so i turn my back on you fuck your system & fuck you too you tell me to follow your rules well how the fuck do you expect me to obey them when you cant even follow them yourself you're just trying to keep me down

does she walk? does she talk? does she come complete? my homeroom homeroom angel always pulled me from my seat she was pure like snowflakes no one could ever stain the memory of my angel could never cause me pain years go by i'm lookin' through a girly magazine and there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between chorus: my blood runs cold my memory has just been sold my angel is the centerfold angel is the centerfold (repeat) slipped me notes under the desk while i was thinkin' about her dress i was shy i turned away before she caught my eye i was shakin' in my shoes whenever she flashed those baby-blues something had a hold on me when angel passed close by those soft and fuzzy sweaters too magical to touch too see her in that negligee is really just too much chorus it's okay i understand this ain't no never-never land i hope that when this issue's gone i'll see you when your clothes are on take you car, yes we will we'll take your car and drive it we'll take it to a motel room and take 'em off in private a part of me has just been ripped the pages from my mind are stripped oh no, i can't deny it oh yea, i guess i gotta buy it! chorus

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