We think it's right you call it left
Vietnam to El Salvador, you just play deaf
You don't want to hear a word we say
Wanna make believe it's all okay
Yes we know there's (r)evolution in rock
You can see it everywhere
Yes we know there's evolution in rock
You can feel it in the air
You don't care if you play rough
You and your klan never get enough
You don't care if you're wrong or right
You'll just send the Marines in to fight
Sick and tired of Uncle Sam
The mad nuclear missile plans
'Cause your karma really smells

Cold and filthy and out of hope
You'll find me at the end of my rope
Human garbage, more trash in the streets
Wave a white flag in total defeat
Your food looks good through the window
See that cash out on the table
But the cops say begging's out of line
Being hungry is my latest crime
Can't believe it's come to this
No way out, no place to piss
No honor, no mercy, but no shame
I'm losing at a cheater's game
I'm your product, you legacy
As long as there's rich men,
There'll be men like me
Now I lay me down to sleep
In this cold hole my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
Remember me for my brother's sake
Hard to believe it's come to this

The times they are changing but it's really the same old thing
Now all the species are fading fast and it's the blue bird's last chance to sing
And that we don't have to surrender, let those scumbags and let them have their way
And it's really worse than that but we have already had a terrible day
Did you hear about the polar bears are in trouble they're out walking on thin ice?
No more blue whales I guess that's really not too nice
And remember that cute girl she came to town and became a junkie so quick?
She hangs out at a clinic and she's always looking sick
She had big dreams once but they all sort of melted away
Now she's just hanging around trying to make it day to day
Hey and the rainforests are all gone, I guess that's kinda' sad
Weather keeps changing, that's not good, it's rather bad
Black horned rhinos seem like old long lost friends
Silver back gorillas are right near their end
Illnesses that could have been cured by plants are now all long gone
Still the darkest hour is the one before the dawn
And we're all working hard, right above minimum wage
Waiting for fifteen minutes and a friendly stage
Mr. President looks serious, I guess we need some more wars
The FOX news lady says we got old issues to score
Momma's watching TV and praying there's no knock on the door
A patriot for his country, warnings that he chose to ignore
Smug politicians and movie stars all pose so tragically hip

Time out clock now running
Human lemmings crowded hoard
Ever faster to the shore
Ever closing zero ground
Official timer clock is wound
Time out clock's still running
Fault line nukes fucking swell
Terrorist ready to blow us to hell
Machines hurry Ice Age
Richter's gage raging sage
Time out end of quarter
Time out time in
Resume the slaughter
Great Barrier funeral wreath
Dead algae no air to breathe
Ruthless beyond belief
Sanity screams stop thief
Time out end of quarter
Drill and suck the ocean floor
Pump our mother like a whore
Earth once claimed by insects black
I fear in time they'll take it back
(Oh brother good night what a sight)
Hold tight frost bite
Nice what a sight
Slice of the ice
Christ Jesus Christ
Dice sacrifice
Bands half time show
Seconds left to go
We won we're still dead
The game but not the spread
Time out clocks winding

This land is your land, this land is my land
From Love Canal to Three Mile Island
From the Livermore labs to the offshore rigs
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking the strip mined valley
Into the city, the piss-soaked alley
I felt kinda sickly, kinda Love-Canal-ly
This land was made or you and me
This land is your land, this land is my land
But tell the truth, man it's call the landlord's land
Wants money in his hand, or he'll call the policeman
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land (well, it's not MY land)
This land is my land (it was once the Indian's land)
From California (where they got smog, man)
To the New York Island (you'll get mugged or murdered)
From the Redwood Forrest (pool decks and patio furniture)
To the Gulf Stream water (hold your nose)
This land was made for you and me
You ask how we can do this to Woody, man
We know he'd understand and mourn the poison land
With head held in dismay at Prince William's death-bay

We don't need your Jah's fascist doctrine
We don't need to be so uptight
Hide your eyes from the truth
Not to be free but to be right
New World Order of old world lies
Jesus dons a new disguise
When people gave you homes and love
You gave back hate from high above
Couldn't help us fight the fight
Get together black and white
Returned all support with abuse
And intolerance beyond excuse
Black hardcore, hot and mad
Such good lyrics, it's so sad
Could have taken up a stand
Been the most important band
Looking out for number one holiest of guests
Smoking crucial herb while ignoring all their debts
They have shown for all to see, being musically blessed
Makes you no better than anyone else
Frail and human like all the rest
Oh well, we tell you what it cost
We'll never know what was lost
Your selfishness has been a burn
A lesson bitter we had to learn
We don't need no Jah jive security
We don't need to be so uptight
See you hide your eyes from the truth

[Originally by Jimi Hendrix]
It's very far away,
It takes about half a day,
To get there, if we travel by my a.....dragonfly
No, it's not in Spain,
But all the same,
You know,
It's a groovy name
And the wind's just right.
Hang on, My Darling,
Hang on if you want to go
You know it's a really groovy place
And it's just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic.
The clouds are really low,
And they overflow,
With cotton candy
And battle grounds,
Red and brown.
But it's all in your mind,
Don't think your time,
On bad things,
Just float your little mind around.
Look out
Hang on, My Darling, Yeah
Hang on if you want to go
It puts everything else on the shelf
With just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic
Just a little bit of daydream here and there.
Hang on, My Darling, Yeah
Hang on if you want to go
It puts everything else on the shelf
With just a little bit of Spanish Castle Magic

They say the darkest hour is just before the dawn
In chess, without exception, white moves the first pawn
They called it "Black Tuesday" when the stock market crashed
A fix in 1919 turned the White Sox to Black
Black balled, black magic, executioner's hood
White hatted, white horsed, champion of good
Black knight of Dark Ages on the darkest night
The Pope walks in truth, head to toe in white
[Chorus:]
Who started all this bullshit - were they looking for a fight?
You didn't have to be there to know that they were white
But when you're talking skin tone, let's not fuck around
Cause no one's really black or white, we're all just shades of brown
Black hearted, black beard on the briney deep
Or the family outcast you call the black sheep
Days of black plague - draw your final breath
Heading for heaven white dying of Black Death
Mankind is preoccupied to keep each other down
Some use superstition, a Bible or a crown
At best it's fear and ignorance, at worst, it's a sin
Not God and country, king or crown, it's the pigment of our skin
Used to reinforce what's wrong or right
It's really just the presence or absence of light
In the blackest hour of the blackest day
It isn't mighty white of us, but we gotta say
[Chorus]
White when your marry, black when you die
A racial hierarchy, a festering white lie
White stands for ignorance, pure and sincere
But if you're talking bigotry it should be crystal clear
The new world becond, the immigrants came
Homogenized their culture, anglicized their names
Then they painted Jesus, blonde with eyes of blue
Not a Nazarene, more a nazi than a Jew
In the black revolution with their Black Power found
Till their leaders were all jailed or stomped into the ground
And the final step ironic - to nail that coffin tight
The powder of enslavement in their glassine bags of white

Aww yeah, Yo this ones for my homies at mcdonalds. Yo
listen up, check it.
I'm not here to convince you and I'm not gonna preach,
but if you keep eating meat I'm just gonna reach for
the gat,
And take you out right now because you're not just
killing a pig or a cow
you're fucking me up to, now what am I supposed to do
stand idly by while you do what you do
You're ruing the world with your addiction
to dead animals, I will bust non-fiction
For example 25 gallons of H20 makes a pound of wheat,
but did you know it takes
100 times that much to make a pound of beef, so from
our water shortage we get no relief
when over half of the water goes to produce meat and
cattle eat up all the grain that we could eat.
But we don't 'cause we won't understand the demand to
make better use of our food and our land.
90% of our corn and oats feed livestock that's why I
hope that you're listening.
yeah I said I wouldn't preach, well I lied. Alright who
cares what you eat.
I just want you to know while you're getting fat on
your burgers, I'm gonna go get the gat.
I'm gonna get the gat because it makes a lot of sense,
it's not a personal thing
it's just self defense
you're not taking me out with your destructive diet
I'm gonna draw the gat on you just like Wyatt Earp.
Yeah, Earp that's the sound that you make when you burp
after you eat up a big thick steak
You know to think of it I'll be helping you out when I
end your life quick cause without a doubt
You'll be dying much slower from colon cancer, but hey
that's your decision.
I'll wait for your answer.
Oops, sorry times up, take that,
between cancer and a gun I'll take the gat.
It's not only quicker it's less expensive
the cost of chemotherapy is most extensive
but who pays for it? me that's who, when my health
insurance costs go through the roof
Cancers not the only choice if you please, you can have
liver kidney and heart disease
Ulcers, constipation, salmonellosis, hypoglycemia,
multiple sclerosis
yes these diseases are funky and fresh
and all can be yours when you eat dead flesh
Rolling rolling rolling, tumors in your colon, blood
pressure is growing RAW HIDE
and just think of the homies who've died
so as a courtesy to you and for your own protection
and before your body's riddled with mass infection and
before you die of causes that you think are natural G,
I'm gonna go get the gat.
Yeah I hear you, I've heard it all before
"You can't tell me what to buy in the store
I'm sick of you bitching about what's in my kitchen
I find that liberal bullshit your picking."
Yo shut up, listen up you fuck up, I'm fed up,
Yeah, I used to eat meat, but I beat that deceit
And the the crap of the trap of the wrap of the food
that's not food
and I'll be rude and crude cause that's my mood
and my voice and my choice and my rhyme this time,
yeah I mind that you're so damn blind
that your eating from the wrong link of the food chain
And I didn't even mention yet about the pain
that the animals live in before they are given the
bullet or the mallet
to satisfy your pallet
but before it gets to you, there's some things they do
like chemicals and dyes and nice happy lies
like "meat is part of the four food groups"
if you've study nutrition you know you've been dooped
you get better protein from soy beans
with a third of fat now what cha think about that
When you look at the vitamins and compare the price
you're much better off eating beans and rice
but let me reiterate my own position
I'm a god damn drunk I don't care about nutrition
so just think about what I have said
then make up your own mind in your head
and throw away your meat or give it your cat
but if not that's ok

There you go scruffy and mean
All tattooed and pierced for the scene
Smoking that cigarette to capture the pose
All the groovy looks for the clothes you choose
Everything is about making you look good
As if other people and objects really could
Hey Mr. Peebrain it's about what's inside
Not what's on the outside that is so contrived
Why don't you try just to be real All that vanity makes you a heal
Find what you want and do it right And a little tip, it won't happen overnight
Lines like "it's so heavy" so cliché It's so easy to predict what you will say
All that talk of inner pain Just another reason for you to complain
There you go scruffy and mean
All tattooed and pierced for the scene
Smoking that cigarette to capture the pose
All the groovy looks for the clothes you choose
Sorry to shock you but it's time to wake up
Far as I'm concerned I've seen enough
I've said it now... so go figure it out
Being a poseur punk is not what it's all about
Poseur punk, since the beginning of the scene
Poseur punk, think you know what I mean
Poseur punk, come on try to grow
Poseur punk, had to let you know
Everything is about making you look good
As if other people and objects really could
Hey Mr. Peebrain it's about what's inside
Not about the outside that is so contrived
Why don't you try just to be real All that vanity makes you a heal
Find what you want and do it right And a little tip, it won't happen overnight
Lines like "it's so heavy" so cliché It's so easy to predict what you will say
All that talk of inner pain Just another reason for you to complain
Poseur punk, you're living a dream
Poseur punk, you are not what you seem
Poseur punk, you're easy to see through

Long day, short life
Wake up the kids, kiss your wife
Watch it go by so quick
No time to call in sick
Grow up fast and off to work
Surprised we don't all go berserk
Sweat it out in the day's sun
Time to reflect, you barely get none
Long day, short life
Wake up the kids, kiss your wife
Watch it all go by so quick
No time to call in sick
Out of it all, What'd you get?
A little time to hedge your bet
Drop dead in a ball of sweat
Work your ass to stay out of debt
What do you have to show?
Goes so quick yet the day is slow
Kids grow up and out the door
Stare at the wall and down at the floor
Long day, short life
Wake up the kids, kiss your wife
Were you free? Were you a slave?
Rush, rush, rush, to the grave
Now you get old and grey
Nobody listens to what you say
It seems as if you're just in the way
Find yourself counting the days
Long day short life...
Hope at least you still have a wife
Finally you've got nothing to prove...
Hope it doesn't hurt just to move
Long day short life
Wake up the kids, kiss your wife
Were you free? You were a slave

Let's kill all the cops and throw 'em in bags
Set it on fire on a pile of rags
Time for a little anarchy on the streets
Doesn't really matter if we all get beat
'Cause the world is really going to hell in a handbasket
They won't be happy 'til we are all laying in caskets
Time to start a riot and murder your boss
Fuck shit up even if the cause is lost
So let's kill all the cops, kill all the cops, kill all the cops today
Let's kill all the cops it has a certain ring
They are not really real human beings
They got a job a uniform and a gun
Of course they are stupid and devoid of fun
So it's time to party and go for it
Celebrate all we can as it all turns to shit
Give them the middle finger and tell them they smell
Laugh in their face and tell them to go to hell
So let's kill all the cops, kill all the cops, kill all the cops today
So let's kill all the cops if not now then when?
'Cause we can go to church and confess our sins
Then tell the Pope to shove it up his ass
Just like the priests who do it to the boys in class
And those stupid nuns just stare in quiet
Burn all the churches and let them watch us riot
Time to turn it all upside down
From coast to coast and in our home town

Started out of necessity
We were so broke and so hungry
In this world of food for cash
Got no choice its stuff and dash
Now we got that dread disease
Bulging pockets full of cheese
The narcs are at the electric door
I drop the goods right on the floor
[Chorus:]
I'm a kleptomaniac
We're all kleptomaniacs
Never ever give it back
Hey asshole what you looking at
(Steal or starve is where it's at)
Franco's got a special coat
Stole enough juice to fill a moat
Al's ripping off some smokes
Reshelving those half empty cokes
Cruise the aisles and pocket goods
They'd jail us if they only could
Get the cashier's dirty looks
She knows we're all a bunch of crooks
[Chorus]
Your inventory's short at Hughes
Cala Foods is paying dues
Safeway's filing Chapter Eleven
I pray we don't gotta rip off heaven
We ain't telling you what to do
Just saying what we been through
Don't come crying to us for bail
When they drag your ass on down to jail

I got a hole in my soul
How can I roll, how can I rock?
I got a hole in my sock
How can I rock, how can I roll?
I got a hole in my soul
I know just who you are
You'll never get very far
I got a joint in my hand
I apologize to my brother Dan
I got a joint in my hand
I got a hole in my soul
How can rock, how can roll?

Are the founding fathers terrorists or freedom fighters?
And Paul Revere the famous night rider
And Andrew Jackson the Indian killer
A movie of his life could be a nightmare thriller
Hand out blankets with disease
Our God is so much better we believe
Genocidal times, get on your knees
We are the good guys or so we perceive
So back then they rebelled against the king
The U.S. in Iraq is really the same thing
All the radio hate disc jockey's rage
Screaming we should blast them back to the Stone Age
Just like John Wayne running up the hill
See how many Vietnamese he could kill
Destroy the village to save it is part of the plan
Just as letting African's die of AIDS is to steal their land
"Mommy, was George Washington a terrorist?"
"No honey, he was a great man, the first president and an important slave owner."
"Mommy what are doing in Iraq?" "Honey we are gonna' teach these people how to be free."
We prop up the Saudi's corrupt regime
Denied people's rights and justice so it seems
All done for convenience and all that black gold
Send our boys off to protect our freedoms or so they're told
"Didn't they lynch black folks in the South
and set them on fire and hang them from trees just like they did those men in Iraq?"
"Oh honey, that was so long ago. We don't think about things like that."
All this hypocrisy makes us sick as hell
Our murderous government think they're so swell
Capture people deny them their rights
Abuse them from Guantanamo to the Golan Heights
Are the founding fathers terrorists or freedom fighters?
Take land from the Indians in trade for a little cider
Remember the only good Indian is one that is dead

Ronald laughs as millions starve
And profits forever increase
Your stenching farts as they smile
They say they try to please
Plastic chairs and fake shakes
To help it all go down
Polluting your children with their lies
And trying to destroy your mind
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Change from your five
Ankles deep in blood
Make it your career
Sell billions every year
Golden arches and Ronald smiles
Ronald laughs as billions starve
And profits forever increase
Feeding all your grain to cows
Dead children rest in peace
The stench of humans rotting
Smells just like fish filet
Your sign neglects to mention
50,000 starved today
Corporate deathburger, Ronald McDonald
Change from your five
Torture camps for cows
Slaughter and starvation
From death Corporation
Golden arches and Ronald Smiles
You say you're Christians but you're a fake
Multinationals on the take

Here he comes, the man in the white suit
El Exigente
The Demanding One
To decide if our beans
Are rich enough
Are they good enough?
Have they the means?
Everyone looks on
Will he approve?
Will our village make it?
Boom or bust for us!
Or we'll be drinking a lot of coffee this winter
We look at him and he shakes his head no
We look at each other, and we all scream
El Exijente you are
Chock full of shit
We're hip to your plan scam man
Devalue our work and worth so you
Can have it for nothing
You and those gringo bosses
You're always taking profits ad losses
Capitalism is cannibalism
(swiped off Rachel HOLC's jacket)
You've never worked in a hot field for a day in your life
The revolution will come my friend
Those with none will get some
And we'll have a little justice
And what of you my friend?
Your suit might get very dirty
As you drink lye and choke
El Exijente, baby you are

You learn a lot in this life
And a bunch you never need to know
Now you're late for a destination
That you didn't choose to go
Walk, run, skip, or fly
Just to hurry up and wait
You can worry if you want to
But it's all sealed in the hands of fate
Broken dreams, I'm living on borrowed time
And I don't want to see it all just slide away
Yes, I could be losing pieces of my mind
But I'm playing it hard 'til my last day
Deal me in another hand
See what the cards say today
Stay in the game until the last draw
Nowhere to go anyway
Learn your lessons well my friends
Live every day like it's your last
We could build a future together
But we can't change the past
Broken dreams, I'm living on borrowed time
And I don't want to see it all just slide away
Yes, I could be losing pieces of my mind
But I'm playing it hard 'til my last day
Just remember this my friends
It ain't the years, it's the miles
There'll be many difficult hurdles
Tribulations and their trials
Smell the flowers, listen to the wind
Don't just take up space
Sometimes you don't see me smiling
But I really do love this place
Broken dreams, I'm living on borrowed time
And I don't want to see it all just slide away
Yes, I could be losing pieces of my mind

Christmas is black for me
No Hope, No Cheer
Christmas is black every year
Sitting all alone in your house
Nobody stirring, not a mouse
You got no money You got no friends
You got no life you don't need to pretend
Sitting there, all alone
Try to ignore the ringing phone
Your bottles empty, your drowned in booze
Don't need to here no bad bad news
There is no joy for me
Christmas is black for me
No hope no cheer
Christmas is black every year
Everyone dies on Christmas
Loneliest time of the year
Everyone cries on Christmas
Oh Christmas, Just fills me with fear
Deck the halls with boughs of Black
Your sisters dead from dealing crack
Was years ago, you were just eighteen
You weren't there but you can hear her scream
Your family waits by the Christmas tree
Just wondering where you might be
Where'd we go wrong, what can we do?
These charming strangers who don't know you
There is no joy for me
Christmas is Black for me
No hope No cheer

abandoned child, no one's baby ward of the state, a human mistake institutional living, will drive you crazy grey buildings, grey people, grey food, grey walls life has just started, roommate is retarded friends you got none, treated just like scum no where to go, nowhere to hide "ain't no love, ain't no pity, ya' stole me away from my mama's titty" grey buildings, grey people, grey food, grey walls turned 18, see any hope? think you'll fit, don't give a shit forget your past, 'cause nothin' lasts see some die, see shallow lies no going back no going home it's all pitch black stuck on drugs goin' drinkin' feelin' nuts goin' crazy feel like shit feelin' queer they got a label for this misbehavior call this living goin' drinkin' call this living i think i'm dying nowhere to go nowhere to hide no one to trust no on to confide in no going back no going home it's all pitch black big brother's a spy and he's watching you so do as your told and fit in the mold treat you cold, eat your soul he's your guardian angel, he's the master of control grey buildings, grey people, grey food, grey walls no going back, no going home it's all pitch black and there's no god in heaven so get off your knees

Born so ahead in life it's all a game
There you rule so smug - with no shame
Plan your life in the upper class
You're such a fucking selfish ass
Daddy sets you up with all his cash
Time to sober up from having a blast
A DWI could ruin your career
Or kill someone next to you who you hold dear
Well you found God, you're such a holy creep
In church with all your buddies for the cameras you weep
On your knees, with the good book... you'll keep
Smile to cover up just how much you want to sleep
Life is a party as you sail through Yale
All your frat boy antics, still no jail
How many arrests on your rap sheet were erased?
As the courts always seem to lose your case
And that year and a half in the National Guard
Where no one remembers you being in the yard
A chicken hawk holy warrior for Christ
Watch the war on TV and all the people getting diced
Compassionate conservative you're full of shit
With the country clubbers you're such a hit
For tax cuts for the rich you will lie
As you plan for Social Security to die
How many lives were destroyed today?
And no one can get married... if they're gay
Carpet-bomb the world, collateral damage you say
And just remind the Africans with AIDS to pray
Destroying the planet while making the rich richer
And still manage to make it to bed by nine
Go for a jog and choke on a pretzel
You and your cronies are nothing but swine
Fuck you & God Bless America
Fuck you & God Bless America

Dead cops
Down on the street
Giving poor the heat
With their clubs and guns
Doin' it all for fun
Dead Cops
Big bad and blue
They're in the Klan too
Brutality is their sport
We'll put 'em to the torch
Dead Cops
Rebel, rebel on the street
Makeup on my face
Stockings on my feet
All the straights asking me why
I'm not a normal American guy
What makes America so straight
and me so bent?
Call this the land of the free
Say its the home of the brave
You know they call me a queen
Just another human being
What makes America so straight
and me so bent?
Your authority and power
Has turned us sick and sour
And your justice is a lie
We're gonna fight until you die
What makes America so straight
and me so bent?
Dead Cops
Watcha gonna do
The Mafia in blue
Huntin' for queers
Niggers and you
Dead cops
Time for a switch
Army of the rich
Macho fuckin' slaves

When I walk into the store
They sell the chickens by the score
But eating dead birds just ain't for me
I don't eat roast beef or fish
Porky Pig is not my dish
Just go ahead and let your chickens be
In chicken circles it's Adolph Perdue
Wants to feed featherless chicken to you
I don't take orders from Colonel Sanders
Do you?
I don't wanna eat no hens
Not even every now or then
Wanna let all the chickens be
[Chorus:]
Bawk, bawk, bawk...
Swing to the east and swing to the west
Swing with the chickens you love best
Come on down and do the chicken squawk with me
Wishing Daffy lots of luck
Cause Elmer Fudd's a hunting duck
They're dreaming about their little fricassee
And Bugs Bunny is a friend of mine
Eating him I'd feel like Frankenstein
Eating flesh seems pretty foul to me
So on Thanksgiving or Christmas Eve
Give them turkeys a reprieve
Ain't no turkey got to die for me
Foghorn, Leghorn wrote to me
Say's MDC's alright by me
Cause we all learned to let our chickens free
[Chorus]
Lordy Jesus this must be the end
They got us eating our cartoon friends
Emancipate those little chickadees
Swing to the east and swing to the west
Swing to the chicken you love best

This is a song for one of the godfather's of punk
All the rock star bullshit he wasn't afraid to debunk
Labeled himself a musical commie
When in fact he was everyone's mommy
Gave the kids a good place to go
And the unheard of bands somewhere to show
Now he is dead for over five years
Where are all the tributes for all your careers
NOFX for years made their way
Laughing at what the political punks had to say
Taking the piss out of everyone's anger and passion
While being a shill for the warped sneaker tour fashion
Epitaph, you make us cry and laugh
As you kick back and rake in the cash
You're the chief magnate of the music money machine
Yeah and you could say you fucked up the scene
Raking in fucking millions in dough
What does the scene have to show?
Shrewd business men, you made your big score
For the bands charging thirty dollars at the door
Well you fat cats slap yourselves on the back
Your greed and piggishness are documented facts
You all think you're special and swell
Real punks everywhere hope you burn in hell
So this song is for you Timmy you were true blue
You could see where it was going, you already new
Bad Religion hanging out with Britney Spears
Pink and Rancid helping each others careers
Sell yourself out for better distribution
It's an old line, a shitty solution
Now you're part of the music conglomeration
Selling your punk attitudes to the whole nation
So I am sorry if it all doesn't mean shit to me
This music was supposed to set us free
Not to buy houses up in the Hollywood Hills