golden shower of hits

in your eyes

when it first happened
it was nice it was sweet
now it's getting older
and we're finding that it's not so sweet
smiles growing cold
perfumes getting stale

i can see it in your eyes
all the lies and alibis
i can see it in your eyes
all the lies and alibis

happiness together honey
there's just no way
our love has seen much better days
it's over now
yes it's gone
no one's at fault
no one's wrong

i can see it in your eyes
all the lies and alibis
i can see it in your eyes
all the lies and alibis


parade of the horribles

no lyrics available


under the gun

like a wolf
in sheep's' clothing
or a snake
in the grass
i've got
six bullets
the first could be your last

my mind is hazy
and when they catch me
they'll say i'm crazy
you put me down
you brushed me off
stepped on
pushed and shoved
i'll show you
i've had enough

under the gun
nowhere to run
under the gun
nowhere to run

my brain
is starting to squeek
i'm so tense and tight
i can't even speak
pissed off
someone's gotta die,tonight


when the shit hits the fans

in a sluggish economy
inflation,recession
hits the land of the free
standing in unemployment lines
blame the government for hard time

we just get by
however we can
we all gotta duck
when the shit hits the fan

10 kids in a cadillac
stand in lines for welfare checks
let's all leach off the state
gee!the money's really great!

soup lines
free loaves of bread
5lb blocks of cheese
bags of groceries
social security
has run out on you and me
we do whatever we can
gotta duck when the shit hits the fan


bad words

use them when you're sad
use them when you're mad
use them when you're happy
use them on your dad

bad words

they come in all shapes
they come in all sizes
from the tough
to the weak
they're not words you want to speak

bad words

they come in all shapes
they come in all sizes
from the rich
to the poor
they're not words you want to use anymore

bad words


red blanket room

red blanket room

tubes in your arms
where do they go?
tubes up the nostrils
god only knows

evryone there
looks pathetic
life or death
only takes a minute

I ate drano
what did you do?
he shot junk
she drank glue
how about you?

pills and booze
do it everytime
real smooth trip
suicide

86'd
you've gone under
lights go out
things get darker


high price on our heads

won't fit,can't conform
i'll allways be the same
hateful eyes glate to say
I refuse to be tame
no way to get ahead
in a losers' race
where no one wins
they draft no master plan
just punishing pain
from the damned

no options
to accept
we've got opinions
we wanna express
no way to get ahead
in a loser's race
where no one wins
they draft no master plan
just punishing pain
from the damned

outlaws,renegades
with nothing left to save
there's no tomorrow
there's no today
no reward stands in our way

got a high price on our heads


coup d'Ètat

coup d'Ètat(4 times)

the government gets overthrown
a sudden force,a major blow
over out,the new comes in
coup d'Ètat
give me a bomb
a molotov
it's a coup d'Ètat!
the generalisimo sets up shop
step out of line
your neck's on the block
armies marching through the streets
dressed so sharp,dressed so neat

coup d'Ètat(twice)

a push from the left and a shove from the right
it's all planned up,we'll do it tonight
first the president then his wife
we'll take them for ranson
or take their lives
attack their embassy
they are our enemies
el presidente smokes cigars
whoever he does not like
he shoots or put behind bars

coup d'Ètat(twice)

kill all


product of my environment

overheard drunks
sitting in bars
talking 'bout sex
talking 'bout cars
talking 'bout football
women at lunch
they just keep talking
but don't say much

i'm a product of my environment
my vocabulary's like licking the gutter
words that cut so sharp
cuts like a hot knife through butter

not my fault
but then again
schools and teachers were never my friends
nothing's wrong with a little education
but i don't need a new vocation

i'm a product of my environment
things that occur
events take place
that will wipe
the smile right off your face

freeways,trafic,smog,
movies,theatres,
lines of people,
markets and banks
who the hell i'm i supposed to thank??
i'm a product of my environment


rats of reality

fading vision of a life unlived
you don't regret a single thing you did
don't wanna push the button
don't wanna be dead
just got to feed the creature inside your head

no no no you got no brains
in that thick skull
the rats of reality have eaten them all

one more hit down the left field wall
can't see what's real or fantasy at all
still have your imorals
but they're hidden today
it doesn't matter,your brain's in decay

chorus

fought the real ones,illusions too
so depressed,don't know what to do
forget about angels ,devils as well
there's only you and all the rats in hell

chorus


junk mail

where did they get my name?
It's allways just the same
junk mail junk mail
i think i'll change address
i'm not a resident,i'm not an occupant

junk mail junk mail (twice)

guess what i got today?
envelopes i'll throw away
pamphlets,brochures on clothes
samples,tampons,nylon hose

junk mail junk mail

send it back from where it was send,
they must take me for an idiot
thay can have it i don't want it
they can keep it,i don't need a
junk mail junk mail


golden shower of hits (jerks on 45)

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