The stop is now, the slaves are all behind me I took a step ahead, I did it all myself By the power invested I me I got out of bed this week Now I am
Everybody keeps tryin' to break my heart Everybody except for me I just want a chance to play the part The part of someone truly free Like candle slowly
-Peaches (Chorus): We could sit around and talk for days 'bout all the things that we would change But we never thought, never thought that we were slaves
Maggots on the run From these rotten guns Slaughter the alley Deep in this hell Rock star's suicide Liars seek & hide From the piggy smell Marchin' to
That boy is working you Be careful what you do They say he's nothing But trouble with an attitude Well-meaning intervention My friends with good intentions
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Don't wanna be your slave Don't wanna be your slave Don
Hit back burn black Turned off naked in belief Unjust and unheard My eyes have never seen Wanna get it gonna give it to you You got a lesson got a lesson
[originally recorded by teenage jesus and the jerks, Lyrics by lydia lunch] The leaves are dead The door's always closed The garbage screams at my feet
Year 2000 here's the reason Tie me up in convalesence I'm a user non-chemical Tie me up in style suits you I'm unwanted and I'm unneeded Line me up and
Right on down the line I'm working all the time I got the 9 to 5 Blues back baby on genocide Got no time For conversation Planet lies In hesitation Days
Surgeon told me I need a new leg Don't stand up lay down and beg Feed me cures I need sone rest Doctor trying give me Doctor doctor Gimme mine On jitterbug
I'm coming too but not going out I'm burning too across this great dimension Changing rearranging every single day Lurking for a future in anger and
Black sheep cum rising All together we're gonna get an ending Fly heap reap season Wrapped arms embracing no reason It was the right time of the law
Tortured and I am betrayed I am elusive and I will be unheard I'll take you and I'll play with you Stand in lines rape you I want to destroy you I want
I'm the man downtown South central la Time to roll now Got the cause got no goods Shotgun on my side Not too much to bleed Big time big man Got my gun
A man's voice: "when you clean up a city you kill it. There's no place to go in the hollywood hills now. It's dead... It stinks of death... The puritans
I am no one But not like you I will burn too Blinded by the night-time Out on your play Running the faith Shining the fate Blind eye no mind What you
Bed and a home Dead trapped on the window lies Know where to hide tonight? The faces empty you were never alive Touch too much to never know You wanna