What sucess means to us is fast food and SUV's a meaningless existence our excess is our disease you take your life for granted they die for what
We're the low carb army! get in shape, low carb! lose weight, low carb! sick of it, low carb! can't eat shit, low carb! We're the low carb army
You're sitting on a nest egg I'm living day to day I work for what I've got That's fucking more than you can say You love that silver spoon you
Want to fuck off, drop out Never trust a fuckin' hippie For that matter don't trust anyone Quit school, don't work Livin' up the music you punk If I
One source of energy The ultimate discovery Electric blue for me Never more to be free Electricity Nuclear and H.E.P. Carbon fuels from the sea Wasted
Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger, I am bigger than Rip them down, hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull
I got something to say I killed your baby today And it doesn't matter much to me As long as it's dead Well I got something to say I raped your mother
I wish I could go so far away Where time moves too slow day after day I'll wait and I'll sit and watch the clouds As they go by. I have a sensation where
it again Is it more altruistic to worship or actually help fellow man? Its not that I don't belive in Jesus Christ Its just I care about other things
My mind is wide asleep My conscience keep awake The promises I deep Are not the ones I make I count the costant causes I lost count of regrets A surplus
Call it libertarian 'cos we do as we please don't need fear of force to foster no morality morals are a substitute concern in someone's ear They're basically
Tear that poster off the wall It takes up too much space We ain't no fucking rock band, man We're a professional Disgrace - is the word I would use To
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch
Brilliant, a word describing something dumb You create to desecrate the villain I've become A prophet, not to be made but heard Speaks in tongues and
She got lips like stereo, With the bass and treble down. She's got tits like microwaves Burritos that explode. What I wouldn't give to see her pee...
Timmy the Turtle You know him as Tim Timmy the Turtle He sang with The Grim Too slow He sat in turtle goo Timmy the Turtle Is giving them hell Timmy
know that if I knew all of the answers I would not hold them from You'd know all the things that I'd know We told each other there is no other way Well
Take the needle out, enjoy the drip Fill your head with lies, from your fingertips And you can't swallow all your problems They float, float up to hunt
