THINGS I HATE TO ADMIT in a nutshell We had so many dreams, so many possibilities, now it seems to be so far out of reach. Tried with our last gasp to grab the things we could not grasp but all the traps were built just to deceive. And now it's just a dream no basis in reality without a leg to stand on and nothing to believe. So sit behind dark walls, with the curtains drawn in dim lit halls, the dimwit calls in vain,"No, not now please." Nothing never new he was a slimy little rat eating slimy sewage from the bottom of a rat trap, eating polyester in a game he said he'd aim to please. Sits and wags his tail on time, never says nothing above the sublime for fear his trap just might be slamming shut. He had so many dreams, so many possibilities, now he ends his life in the shell of a nut. nazi inside my head Wells there's this nazi inside my head and he tells me that he wants to see the Jews all dead and everywhere he looks he sees red, redder than the fathers of the fatherland shed, he's sick and he's fed up to here...and all he wants to do is drink German beer and dance with a beautiful aryan maiden. Hitler's inside my brain and my generic rhyming just drives him insane, lives everyday without pain, without any struggle, without any strain. Never thinks twice as he lies...loves you up and down his beady little eyes, doesn't give a damn who lives or dies Hess lives on in my skull, and he couldn't care less when his fat belly's full, just whose heads will roll, as long a he's in full control of everything under the sun...as long as he stays the big #1 and gets to hide out in Argentina when the war is over. as it were At the dawn of man they fell out of the trees. Down on the ground they crawled on their knees. Hair on their bodies, no clothes on their backs. Men stood up to begin the attack. Progress was made and Rome was begun. Fed the Christians to the lions just for fun. It burned to the ground while they fiddled around and down toppled towers that towered downtown. Now there's skyscrapers three mile high. Skyscrapers to the sky and people ask why? And you toot toots in three piece suits. And booming bombs to blow our bleeding brains to bits to boot. Wake up and face the facts. There is no turning back. The sands of time just grind along. They slip through our fingers like ideas for songs. they cut out his brain He's only having problems with his speech and his ummm, oh yeah, memory. They cut out his brain His motor skills still function normally. He will, unfortunately, be unable to testify before the committee. They cut out his brain They cut out his brain Oh, they cut it out. liars, pigs, and thieves The smiling faces show no traces of the deceit that lurks within. They'll spit and spew of their respect for you while they try to hold back that grin. But the grin will escape if you're halfway awake and you'll see what's really within. In times like these it's plain to see we live among liars, pigs, and thieves. The streets and sewers are full of deceitful souls who try to crap up our lives. They'd chop off your head and leave you for dead to rob you of your very last dime and they'll say they're sorry and tell you not to worry and I'll be your very best friend. In time like these liars, pigs, and thieves will hound you to the bitter end. crap If my happiness was truly intertwined with my outlook on life, wouldn't that be nice? A bit of good advice, some words from the wise to teach us to accept the bad with all the rest. And everyday would get thrilliner and thrilliner and I could learn to laugh at all the crap that bugs the shit outta me. But if I ignore the evil even more than I know exists, the point is missed. To only live within the myth and deny that there is ugliness just proves to me that ignorance is bliss. And everyday just drags and drags. I don't know what do you wanna... I don't know do what you wanna do. not politically correct We are not politically correct. What did you expect? Wounds to inflict? Words to make you act? My words are suspect. As is my intellect. And so I spew my tracts and hope they make an impact. We are not politically correct. What the $*@()%& did you expect? Wounds to infilct? Words to make you act? I just can't get your respect. And so I'll keep myself intact instead of being correct. corona belly Corona belly said, "I'm as much bullshit as anybody else." No more smokescreens, nor stop signs, just words to live by. stupid I don't need no government to tell me what to do and if you think this is another stupid hardcore song, fuck you too... amigos It's just that little shred of doubt you choose, that something I left out you use to get your way because you say "you didn't spell it out". Or the simple lack o' proof that makes for a perfect lame excuse your nose grows and grows do you suppose I know you're two quarts low on truth. Oh, the things you put me through, a friendship built on guilt. To entertain you out of pity, to just to shut you up. No there's nothing wrong, let's go have some fun. A smoke to break the ice, maybe I'm just too fuckin' nice... Oh, the things you put me through, to bring me down to your level. Just to make things tolerable, in hopes of something better. But I don't see the change, and you don't think it's needed. So one more lie for the road, gee I hate to see you go. soggy cereal If you blow the cobwebs off yer shelf and make some room for something else, you might be surprised just how well it fits, right up there next to the same old shit. What a drag ideas are traded in for new ones one were jaded or maybe worse, not at all, see no windows, break no walls. The more you find the more you can hold, new ideas will accept the old, no taboos and in the end, your shelves will hold your personal blend. mondo freudo Sits in his office rappin' with the rats, lookin' for excuses for his fits and spats, makin' things worse with a cocaine brain, trying to judge the distance between pleasure and pain. Stinks like a madman cries all the time, confident of all the answers he'll find, don't get confused or call him paranoid-o, he just doesn't know about his mondo freudo. Sittin'on the couch he tried to pour out his heart, while the doctor yawned a bit and tried to hold back a fart and then he lit up a cigar and just started to smoke and just thinkin' to himself that it's just a joke. "Well I got a good job and it pays real well, and when I get home I treat the kids like hell. Beat my wife within an inch of her life and tried to slit my wrists with a dull butter knife. The family's real worried 'bout my carousin' and boozin' " and the doctor lit a smoke to try to keep him from snoozin', it was getting real lame and doc was gettin' annoyed-o and didn't give a damn about mondo freudo. Sittin' on the couch etc... Doctor couldn't take it anymore, cuz he was bored and just sick and tired of listenin' to a mondo freudo. Wife and the kids whose life just hit the skids were sick and tired of gettin' pushed around and livin' in a condo with a mondo freudo. The secretary knew that names couldn't escape her, walked down to the corner to buy a newspaper. Back to the office, past all the bums, readin' 'bout the baby junkies in the Chilean slums and "Wife shoots husband, twice in the head" she knew the name of the man that was dead, he was a pain in the ass, a fly in the ointment, wife bought a gun and he missed his appointment. creepy people "Far out" he said, "I see yellow, green, and blue and red. Spiders crawlin' up the wall, rivers of blood flowin' down the hall. Turn it upside down and ram it in the ground, the secret of yer mind control I've found. I'll twist you and me with sex and LSD, killing piggies just to set them free." "I'll be baby Jesus now, I have no more sacred cows. Don't be frightened, don't be scared, Charlie (God) is everwhere." Creepy people smile and creepy people lie and creepy people seep into your life. Creepy darkened eyes cry creeky little cries, stinking, have to shoo away the flies. Jimmy Gordon, Jimmy dread, mommy's voice inside his head. Superego like a squid, Jimmy listened to his id. "Jimmy yer not well, yer gonna go to H-E-double hockeysticks, yer time has come but only time will tell. Now you play yer drums, look shabby like a bum, yer just a lowdown nothin' stickin' scum." He knocked upon her door, not gonna take no more. Not gonna make him feel like a reject, over the head with a blunt object, but I object. Creepy people are everywhere. doo-doo Well you better listen up and you better listen good, cuz I'll only say it once and I won't say it twice. Okay? Well I'm walkin' down the street and I'm steppin' in the muck, oh shit, oh fuck I'm running amok. Well I'm so sick and tired of the muck and the mire my heads on fire and I'm pulling teeth with pliers. Well, you never listen to a single word that I say, it didn't matter anyway, I'm just babblin'...babblin' babylonian... ohbabybabybaby ohbabybabybaby pleasebabybabybaby, don'tleavebabybabybaby. Well I'm stuck in the nozzle at the bottom of the bottle, it's the bottle that I guzzle, just give me a muzzle. I'm just doggy breath. backwards/forwards GET UP GO TO WORK OUT THE DOOR LATE AGAIN BOSS JUST SCREAMS IN ONE EAR OUT THE OTHER OUT THE OTHER WIND 'EM UP BACKWARDS FORWARDS BACK UP SUN UP SUN DOWN IT ALL FALLS INTO PLACE WHAT IF I'D ONLY NO PREDESTINY NO SECOND GUESSING church card You can do what ever you want, you can live you life as you please, you can inhale all the stimulants, you can even pay as you leave. With armageddon express Don't leave home without it. world war IX It's more than roses are red and violets are blue, it's the end of the world in a turn of the screw. The furnace is hotter or maybe it's blotter, hypnotic, narcotic I swim underwater. Breathin' and pulsin' I look so repulsive a dog paddin', thrashin', obsessive compulsive. Rippin' out hairs eatin' rodents fer meat and these scales keep growin' on my hands and my feet. Whirlin' and twirlin' and swirlin' in soup being stirred by a spoon, I'm a dupe in the goop, and I float like a turd on the wings of a bird, it's WORLD WAR IX in 3/4 time, it's WORLD WAR X again and again and it's WORLD WAR XI and I'm going to heaven... WORLD WAR XII every man for himself, it's WORLD WAR XIII in the world war machine, it's WORLD WAR XX change the channels now honey this just isn't funny anymore. But it's on every station in the nation today, it's a shish-kabob shishka terra-firma flambe...