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1.Religious Vomit
2.Moral Majority
3.Hyperactive Child
4.Kepone Factory
5.Dog Bite
6.Nazi Punks Fuck Off
7.We've Got A Bigger Problem Now
8.Rawhide
RELIGIOUS VOMIT
chorus all religions make me wanna throw up all religions make me sick
all religions make me wanna throw up all religions suck they all claim
that they have the truth that'll set you free just give 'em all your money
and they'll set you free free for a fee they all claim that they have 'the
answer' when they don't even know the question they're just a bunch of
liars they just want your money they just want your consciousness chorus
all religions suck all religions make me wanna throw up all religions suck
all religions make me wanna bleah they really make me sick they really
make me sick they really make me sick they really make me sick they really
make me sick they really make me ill
MORAL MAJORITY
you call yourself the moral majority we call ourselves the people in
the real world trying to rub us out, but we're going to survive god must
be dead if you're alive you say, 'god loves you. come and buy the good
news' then you buy the president and swimming pools if jesus don't save
'til we're lining your pockets god must be dead if you're alive circus-tent
con-men and southern belle bunnies milk your emotions then they steal your
money it's the new dark ages with the fascists toting bibles cheap nostalgia
for the salem witch trials stodgy ayatollahs in their dobble-knit ties
burn lots of books so they can feed you their lies masturbating with a
flag and a bible god must be dead if you're alive blow it out your ass,
jerry falwell blow it out your ass, jesse helms blow it out your ass, ronald
reagan what's wrong with a mind of my own? you don't want abortions, you
want battered children you want to ban the pill as if that solves the problem
now you wanna force us to pray in school god must be dead if you're such
a fool you're planning for a war with or without iran building a police
state with the ku klux klan pissed at your neighbour? don't bother to nag
pick up the phone and turn in a fag blow it out your ass, terry dolan blow
it out your ass, phyllis schlafly ram it up your cunt, anita cos god must
be dead if you're alive god must be dead if you're alive
HYPERACTIVE CHILD
i'm tired of kissin' ass i can't sit still all day you know i know
your school's a lie that's why you dragged me here 'you're a hyperactve
child you're disruptive, you're too wild we're going to calm you down now
this won't hurt a bit' drag me to the floor pullin' down my pants ram a
needle up my butt put my brain into a trance 'no more hyperactive child
got too much of a mind wouldn't you rather be happy? now this won't hurt
a bit' cameras in the balls no windows, just brick walls pledge allegiance
to a flag now you will obey...
KEPONE FACTORY
i finally found a job in a paper movin' barrels at a chemical plant
there's shiny-looking dust on my fingers goin' up my nose and into my lungs
it's the kepone poisoning-minamata kepone poisoning-minamata at the grimy
kepone factory turning people into bonzai trees now i've got these splitting
headaches i can't quite get it up no more i can't sleep and it's driving
me crazy i shake all day and i'm seeing double kepone poisoning-minamata
kepone poisoning-minamata gonna go down your big metal building gonna slam
right through your bright metal door gonna grab you by your sta-prest collar
and ram some kepone down your throat the lawyer says 'that's the breaks,
kid gonna gnarl and rot the rest of your life if you don't sue, we'll give
you a trans-am...' that i'll never drive cos i shake all the time 'cause
of the kepone poisoning minamata at the grimy kepone factory
DOG BITE
dog bite on my leg not right supposed to beg daily to the filling station
underwater navigation oh oh oh...
NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF
punk ain't no religious cult punk means thinking for yourself you ain't
hardcore cos you spike your hair when a jock still lives inside your head
nazi punks nazi punks nazi punks-fuck off! nazi punks nazi punks nazi punks-fuck
off! if you've come to fight, get outa here you ain't no better than the
bouncers we ain't trying to be police when you ape the cops it ain't anarchy
repeat chorus ten guys jump one, what a man you fight each other, the police
state wins stab your backs when you trash our halls trash a bank if you've
got real balls you still think swastikas look cool the real nazis run your
schools they're coaches, businessmen and cops in a real fourth reich you'll
be the first to go repeat chorus you'll be the first to go you'll be the
first to go you'll be the first to go unless you think...
WE'VE GOT A BIGGER PROBLEM NOW
last call for alcohol. last call for your freedom of speech. drink
up. happy hour is now enforced by law. don't forget our house special,
it's called a trickie dickie screwdriver. it's got one part jack daniels,
two parts purple kool-aid, and a jigger of formaldehyde from the jar with
hitler's brain in it we got in the back storeroom. happy trails to you.
happy trails to you. i am emperor ronald reagan born again with fascist
cravings still, you made me president human rights will soon go 'way i
am now your shah today now i command all of you now you're going to pray
in school i'll make sure they're christian too california über alles
über alles california ku klux klan will control you still you think
it's natural nigger knockin' for the master race still you wear the happy
face you closed your eyes, can't happen here alexander haig is near vietnam
won't come back you say join the army or you will pay california über
alles über alles california yeah, that's it. just relax. have another
drink, few more pretzels, little more msg. turn on those dallas cowboys
on your tv. lock your doors. close your mind. it's time for the two-minute
warning. welcome to 1984 are you ready for the third world war?!? you too
will meet the secret police they'll draft you and they'll jail your niece
you'll go quitely to boot camp they'll shoot you dead, make you a man don't
you worry, it's for a cause feeding global corporations' claws die on our
brand new poison gas el salvador or afghanistan making money for president
reagan and all the friends of president reagan california über alles
über alles california
RAWHIDE
god damn, well let's do a tune called rawhide, okay god damn tape's
rollin', let's go let's move 'em out 1, 2, 3, 4 rolin' rollin' rollin'
rolin' rollin' rollin' rolin' rollin' rollin' rolin' rollin' rollin' keep
rollin' rollin' rollin' though the streams are swollen keep them dogies
rollin' keep them dogies rollin' keep them dogies rollin' rawhide don't
try to understand them just rope, throw and brand 'em soon they'll be kneeling
high and wide movin' movin' movin' movin' movin' movin' movin' movin' movin'
keep movin' movin' movin' though they're disapprovin' keep them dogies
movin' keep them dogies movin' keep them dogies movin' rawhide if you're
ever wondereing whether hay will make more leather question the girl by
my side all the things i'm missin' good viddles, love and kissin' are waitin'
at the end of my ride move 'em out head 'em up get 'em up move 'em out
head 'em up get 'em up rawhide somehow i think i need a maserati to ride
'em in rawhide rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rawhide rollin' rollin' rollin'
rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
rawhide rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin' rollin'
rollin'
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