Oh! My Dear Desire (2003)

Actors

• Anthony J. Baker (actor)
• Tim Baker (actor)
• Bob Bryar (actor)
• Allen Kalfas (actor)
• Kurt Naebig (actor)
• Lonnie Phillips (actor)
• Amy Bahde (actress)
• Denise Blank (actress)
• Doreen Bousque (actress)
• Danielle Ostrowski (actress)
• Julie Rogers-Baker (actress)
• Joe Imbrogno (producer)
• Frank V. Ross (writer)
• Frank V. Ross (director)
• Frank V. Ross (editor)

Genres

• Drama

Taglines:

A love letter to human frailty

Abraham (1993)

Actors

• Mohcine Besri (actor)
• Paolo Bonacelli (actor)
• Francesco Carnelutti (actor)
• Jawad Cherkaoui (actor)
• Rodolfo Corsato (actor)
• Mario Erpichini (actor)
• Vittorio Gassman (actor)
• Orso Maria Guerrini (actor)
• Richard Harris (actor)
• Gottfried John (actor)
• Aziz Khaldoun (actor)
• Christian Kohlund (actor)
• Emidio La Vella (actor)
• Abdelahk Lazali (actor)
• Maurizio Benazzo (actor)

Genres

• Adventure
• Biography
• Drama
• History

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Yes Ma'am - D.r.i
• The Five Year Plan - D.r.i
• Give My Taxes Back - D.r.i
• You - D.r.i
• Tone Deaf - D.r.i
• The Target - D.r.i
• Enemy Within - D.r.i
• Nursing Home Blues - D.r.i
• Snap - D.r.i
• You Know I Tried - D.r.i
• Wages Of Sin - D.r.i
• Under the Overpass - D.r.i
• Thrashard - D.r.i
• The Trade - D.r.i
• Girl With A Gun - D.r.i
• Evil Minds - D.r.i
• Draft Me - D.r.i
• Oblivion - D.r.i
• Busted Again - D.r.i
• Soup Kitchen - D.r.i
• Shut Up - D.r.i
• You Say I'm Scum - D.r.i
• Who Am I - D.r.i
• War Crimes - D.r.i
• Violent Pacification - D.r.i
• Underneath The Surface - D.r.i
• To Open Closed Doors - D.r.i
• Time Out - D.r.i
• Think for Yourself - D.r.i
• They Don't Care - D.r.i
• No End - D.r.i
• My Fate To Hate - D.r.i
• Fun & Games - D.r.i
• F.r.d.c. - D.r.i
• Dry Heaves - D.r.i
• Drown You Out - D.r.i
• Acid Rain - D.r.i
• No Religion - D.r.i
• Give A Hoot - D.r.i
• Capitolist Suck - D.r.i
• Busted - D.r.i
• Broke - D.r.i
• Slumlord - D.r.i
• Slit My Wrist - D.r.i
• Shame - D.r.i
• Standing In Line - D.r.i
• Worker Bee - D.r.i
• Why - D.r.i
• The Apllication - D.r.i
• The Explorer - D.r.i

Teacher moves me from seat to seat, huh!
All I do is talk
Teacher, may I use the bathroom please?
Yes, it's an emergency!
Teacher makes me take my test first
I'll take your test
Trapped inside this hourglass
Thoughts of crass
I'll give you the answers you want to hear
But I won't conform
Unlike my mindless vacant peers
They're the norm
Exactly what do you want me to say?
Exactly what do you want from me?
Exactly what do you want me to be now?
Please classify me
Force me to succeed
Change identity
And watch me change
Finished, may I use the bathroom please?
Yes, still an emergency!
Come on, cut me some slack
Promise, I'll be right back
Just let me go this one last time
And I'll never ask again,
Just let me go this one last time
And I'll never ask again
Please!

I lose, you win
I lose, you win
I lose, you win
I lose again
But you're on my five-year plan
Your time will come
When you least expect it, expect it!
The five-year plan
You fucked me over
You did me wrong
You know why
I wrote this song
The five-year plan
Until the, I'll just pretend
That you are still my friend
But in the end, your time will come
When you least expect it, expect it!
The five-year plan
I don't forget so easily
No, I'm not so quick to forget
The five-year plan
I hold a grudge
I live for revenge
The five-year plan
I win, you lose
I win, you lose

They block out the landscape with giant signs
Covered with pretty girls and catchy lines
Put up fences and cement the ground
To dull my senses, keep the flowers down
I want 'em back
Spend my money on a race to space
Wasting my money, slapping my face
They've taken a peek over future's fence
Taken a peek at my expense
They've wasted human lives
And they've fucked up mine
I want it back
I'm not into the material scene
Polyester, polyethylene
At least give me a chance to say what I want
The more you waste, the more you want
I want 'em back
I want 'em back
I want 'em back

Today I Want To Be With You For The Rest Of My Life
Tomorrow I May Never Want To See You Again
That's How It Goes, People Change
But You Know That I Don't Have To Tell You
I Think About You All The Time
I Think About You All The Time
I Never Wanted This, I Was Having Fun
Before I Met You, Falling For Anyone
Was Not On My Agenda, But It Still Happened, Now
I Think About You All The Time
I Think About You All The Time
I Don't' Have To Tell You, You Know That
I Think About You All The Time
I Think About You All The Time
Tomorrow - Before I Met You
Falling - Not On My Agenda
People Change - It Still Happened
Thinking About You For The Rest Of My Life

Tone Deaf! I Can't Play An Instrument
Tone Deaf! I Can't Even Sing
Tone Deaf! I Have To Wear Ear Plugs
The Noise Makes My Ears Ring
They Told Me When I Ws Eleven
"You Shouldn't Even Bother To Try.
You've Got No Musical Ability."
And They Weren't Telling A Lie
Tone Deaf! I've Got No Rhythm
Tone Deaf! I've Got No Pitch
Tone Deaf! I Couldn't Hit An Octave
If It Meant That I'd Get Rich
All I Can Do Is Shout
Louder And Faster Than Most
That's What I Do For A Living
Traveling Coast To Coast
Tone Deaf! I Don't Have Good Meter
Tone Deaf! I Dan't Sing Tremolo
Tone Deaf! I've Got Poor Register
You Won't Hear Me Sing Falsetto
No, I Can't Hit Those High Notes
And I Can't Go Real Low
All In All, I'm Tone Deaf
And Everyone Tells Me So
Tone Deaf!

Somewhere, Out Past Nowhere
I Was Born In The Middle Of An Air Raid
Since I Hit The Dirt, I Was On The Run
The Son Of A Gun And A Switchblade
Got My Uzi Lying On My Bed Stand
I Made Napalm In My Sink
Pipe-Bomb In My Pants Pocket
I Just Put Cyanide In Your Drink
Mic Stand's Always At My Side
Jack-Knife In My Boot
Fully Automatic Machine-Gun
Is Loaded And Ready To Shoot
I Strayed Off The Beaten Path
Now There's No Place To Hide
My Sadness And My Wrath
Contemplated Suicide
Somewhere, Out Past Nowhere
I Lost My Way
No Money To Pay My Fare
The Driver Drove Away
I Remember Sunny Winter Sundays Spent
Shooting At The Sun With My Bb-Gun
Thinking, "This Is The Way That Life Should Be
Some Birds, Some Bbs, My Gun And Me."
But That Isn't The Way That Life Should Be
This Is The Way That Life Should Be
Guitars, Drums, A Mic And Me
The Band, Some Roadies, Electricity
Blasting Forth With A Million Watts Of Power
The Weak Get Sick And The Timid All Cower
'Cause We're Like A Gun And We're Taking Aim
Out Music's The Bullet, The Target Is Your Brain
The Guitar, Like A Laser, Cuts Through Your Head
You Drop To Your Knees And Wish You Were Dead
Than I Grab The Mic And I Start To Shout
Your Ear-Drums Burst And Your Brains Drain Out
When The Bass Kicks In, Your Bones Are Crushed
Your Eyes Roll Back As You Get A Rush
Then The Drums Pound You Right Into The Floor
Now You're Rotten To The Core

Mommy, Daddy
Help me please
I beg of you
I'm on my knees
Save me from
This Life I Lead
The pain, the blood
The agony
I want to stop
Somehow I can't
The time draws near
I start to pant
Once again
I put it off
I swallow hard
And Then I cough
CHORUS
Enemy
Whith in my head
I often wish
That i was dead
No self control
Of my own mind
Got to stop
There's no more time
I've got to try
I must release
Rid my soul
From this beast
It's my lst chance
I must prevail
Cast put the enemy
I musn't fail
REPEAT CHORUS
Enemy
Whith in my head
I often wish
That i was dead
No self control
Of my own mind
Got to stop

I am an old man living alone
My loved ones stuck me here in this nursing home
I've lost all usefulness
I want to die
I have them all the best years of my life
Then Maggie passed away, now I've got no wife
So kill me, young man, or hand me your knife
I want to die
My beautiful daughter says I get in the way
I depress her because I'm old and grey
She can't stand to see the wrinkles in my skin
By golly, girl, you're my only kin
I want to die
Like an old horse put out to pasture
Too old to be of any more use to it's master
But when I lie in bed and I reminisce
I begin to think maybe this is best
I'm out of the way, not in anyone's hair
And though I'm costing them money, I don't care

No, there are no easy answers
To sum up the problems which we face
History's a lesson, let us learn by our mistakes
Just don't expect to make sense
Out of what you see
For I can tell you now that
Knowing is believing
So if you open your mind you might understand
You're the victim of a bigtime government scam
And though you may not be inclined to believe
The man behind the desk does get paid to deceive
You live in your little dream world
You're much too cool to care
I really have to warn you
I think it's only fair
They await the final hour
As happy as they are sick
Laughing so hysterically
At all those who they've tricked
But then who an I to tell you who to believe in
When all the masks they seem so damn deceiving?
How can I say to you, "You be Free"
That would never bring about mass anarchy

You know I tried
Can't stay any longer cause I tried
Tried 3,6,7 times
Tried to get you to feel me
To sneak out of the party
We could jump in the Caddy and drive
Instead of frontin' for the spotlight
If we could be alone, we'd be fine
Get away from our friends
You know the scene never ends
If loops back and plays every night
You know I tried
Can't stay any longer cause I tried
Tried 3,6,7 times
Tried to get you to feel me
To sneak out of the party
We could jump in the Caddy and drive
All my ladies acting crazy
You know we dance lazy
You know I tried
Can't stay any longer cause I tried
Tried harder than I want to try
Tried to see if you feel me
If you still have the feeling
Cause I feel like I've been on your mind
But you're blinded by the spotlight
Let me know when you adjust your eyes
You'll be ready to see me
When you see that I'm leaving
And I'm not looking back this time
"All these ladies acting crazy"
"All these ladies drivin' me crazy"
Is that what you're spraying?

The Wages Of Sin
They Force Feed You Love, Then Serve You Hate
What Are They Teaching? I Just Can't Relate
Altar Boys Are The Victims He Defiled
He Took Advantage Of The Virgin Child
Got Them Drunk And Told Them What To Do
He Won't Say It, But You Know It's True
There's A Reason Why He Remains Free
Hides Behind The Cloak Of The Clergy
He Was A Man, They Were Just Boys
Human Beings, Not Just Toys
A God Who'd Allow Such Atrocity
Ain't No Good God To Me
No Redemption For What He Did
Crimes Committed On A Little Kid
What Do You Say? Don't Wait For A Sign
Trust In God And Have Peace Of Mind
He Took Something, He Can't Give It Back
Took That Innocence, Can't Give That Back
Altar Boys Are The Victims He Defiled
He Took Advantage Of The Virgin Child
Got Them Drunk And Told Them What To Do
He Won't Say It, But You Know It's True
A Catholic Priest, He's Committed To Sin

Hungry vets carrying signs to our shame
Starving homeless soldiers
And who's to blame?
Once protected our freedom and our lives
Now society has cut all ties
Once trained to defend our rights
At the risk of his own ass
Now sleeps in a cardboard box
Under the overpass
Under -- Under the overpass
Like discarded pawns in a sick game of chess
Seems to be no place for them in this mess
A dime or a penny, whatever you can spare
They would work for food
For those of you who care
All used up and thrown out
Just like a worn out part
Keeps all that he owns
In a shopping cart

There's a gig
At 5th and Main
Gonna catch the bus
Or take the train
We'll steal or find
Or borrow cash
And we'll be there
Ready to thrash
The band kickes in
They begin to rage
No-man's land
In front of the stage
Poseurs in the bathroom
Still looking at their hair
Thrashers in the foreground
Doing what they dare
In the pit (5)
Thrashing and slamming
Like hell in the pit
Tomorrow they know
May not come
Banging and moshing
Like they don't give a shit
To the rapid beat
Of the drum
A boot to your forehead
A knee in your face
Your nose and lips
Start to bleed
Like a wild Indian
From outer space
Drunk and
High on weed
Guitar seems so fucking loud
People walking on the crowd
Diving off the P.A. stacks
Breaking ankles,necks and backs
Then the circle begins
In the thrashing pit
Fist are flying
People getting hit
Tooth chippers left and right
Skinheads in another fight
Banging heads and broken jaws
Because there are no laws
In the pit
Then you start thrashing
Like never before
Stagediving, headwalking like mad
Doing your thing
All over the floor
The best time that you've ever had
You are hurt all over
But can't feel a thing
Not until the next day
Then you wake up
Stiff as a board
And the pain won't go away
Another gig at 5th and Main
We'll catch the bus
Or take the train
We'll steal or find
Or borrow cash
And we'll be there
Ready to thrash

I'm on a roll
Out of control
Another one night stand
I can't get away
'Cause I'm on display
But I can't see you, man
CHORUS
Smile for the cameras
Smile for the fans
Sign their records
And shake their hands
Try to stay healthy
Try to get laid
Make it to the show
That's the trade (2)
I sleep all day
On the freeway
On the bus between each gig
I'm making my living
Singing my songs
Doing my thing, dig
I had a dream
So I made some plans
Things have a way of working out
I found a few people
And formed a band
Taught myself to shout
REPEAT CHORUS
Write down stuff
You feel strongly about
Others may feel the same
And before you know it
You might be a big star
And everyone will know your name
When you learn the trade
And you're on display
Everyone knows that name
Everyone knows our name

I don't trust that girl with a gun
Something about a girl with a gun
The way they fly off the handle
Someone's gonna get hurt
She's gonna hurt someone
That girl's got a gun
She's got a 28
She's got a 38
She's got a 357 magnum
She sleeps with one stashed in her bed
And she's packing one in her purse
I was thinking yesterday
I don't know which one is worse
She's gonna hurt someone
That girl's got a gun
She's got a 28
She's got a 38
She's got a 357 magnum
My god, girl, where have you been?
And where will you be tomorrow?
I see you smothered in your sin
And surrounded by your sorrow
She's gonna hurt someone
That girl's got a gun
Girl with a gun, girl with a gun

Horrible plans of hate they're tending
The evil minds with plans predicting
Bitter vibes of hate they're sending
Broken heart and mind is mending
Deflective action onslaught ending
Crazy plans of fame descending

Draft me...I want to have fun
Draft me...give me a gun
Draft me...I'd understand
Draft me...I want to be a man
I want to help America keep the peace

The day has come, the time is near
For all to end. It's true, it's here
It's all over now, no way to stop
The button's been pushed, the bomb's been dropped
The city is melting, the sky burns red
The ocean is boiling, we'll soon be dead
Death has come knocking, the door's open wide
He's let himself in, no place to hide
A tidal wave of power coming over the hill
A great well of thunder swooping down for the kill
Leveling, destroying everything in its path
Just seconds left now till we feel its wrath
The city is melting, the sky burns red
The ocean is boiling, we'll soon be dead
People run rabid from the great blast
The beast is upon us, it's here at last
The streets echo screams filled with fear

Driving down the freeway
As if I was on downers
Followed off the exit ramp
By a scene from close encounters
Out of the van
Walk a straight line
Lost count of the beers
Somewhere around nine
Drunk and driving, boy
You really fucked up
Now you're in the squad car
Hands in back, cuffed
Seven hundred dollars
Or eight months, son
Checked my pockets, but
I knew I had none
They took away my license
They said I can't drive
Said that I should thank them
I'm "lucky to be alive"
Locked in a cell
For weeks at a time
My friends got me out
My bail was my fine
Now I'm on the outside
Me and all my friends
Drunk and driving reckless

Vicious circle's got me down
Days turn into weeks of hanging out
Got to shake these soup kitchen blues
Growing tired of barley cabbage stew
And there being nothing
Nothing new to do
Dumb and hungry, we make our way
For free refueling
Like an alarm clock, our minds know the times
We plan our lives around the lines
Twelve p.m. At the soup kitchen
Talking politics with the bag men
Forced into their conversations
Pessimistic contemplations
They tell me of their heart conditions
Share with me their D.T. Visions
Damn me with that bad outlook
Or save me with that "good book"
Vicious circle's got me down
Days turn into weeks of hanging out
Got to shake these Haight-Ashbury blues
Growing tired of the Kezar Stadium cruise
And there being nothing
Nothing new to do
Just make the midday pilgrimage
We travel far and wide
Going to the soup kitchen

We won't mention names
But why don't you ever shut up?
You're constantly talking
And I just can't keep up
Conversation's a joke
Is you head made of oak?
Endlessly blabbing
But sometimes it feels like you're stabbing
Shut Up (X2)
Shut the fuck up
Bragging and lying
So you won't have to stop
I've got to get out
My head's about to pop
You know who you are
C'mon give me a break
You go on and on
Until I feel faint
Shut Up (X2)
What are you deaf?

I want to play my music
As loud as i please
I want to grow my hair
Down to my knees
I won't get a job
And be punching your clock
Won't be another number
In you lay off slot
You say I'm scum (8)
I want a house with a whte picket fence
Don't look at me like i make no sence
He says I'm dumb
She says I'm scum
You say I'm scum (6)
You flew right by me
In your Porsche today
Hand me my skateboard
And I'll make my way
Who are you to tell me
I'm not right
You had your nose to the mirror
All last night

Who Am I?
D.R.I.
Who Am I?
Three Simple Words
Who Am I?
A Human Being
Who Am I?
This Weird Thing
Who Am I?

You should have gone to Canada
You could have run away
But you couldn't shame your parents
You say you had to stay
So you get yourself drafted
So you went ahead and went
And you thought you'd be a hero
And not a dissident
War Crime... War Crime
You used to be a good boy
You used to be the best
Then you tried the drug
Ad you dreamt about the west
Everyone's your enemy
Everyone's your friend
Your world was upside down
To kill was not to sin
So you shot the wrong woman
Or you shot the wrong kid
Now Sam will make you regret
That you ever did
But you had no choice
You were told what to do
Orders from the helicopter crew
War Crime... War Crime
Back home they wanted blood
For the atrocities
For the innocent who died
On they're TVs
They demanded justice
They demanded you
They wanted to watch you hang
Till you turned blue
War Crime... War Crime
And the president said that that's OK
Because it takes they're attention away
>From the real crime, the war
There are no war crimes

Well force you
To be nice
To each other
Kill you
Before you
Kill Each other

I can't tell you anything you don't already know
And I'm really not the type to say, "I told you so."
But accidents can always happen, death is always near
So if you drive to hell and back, don't let the devil
steer
You may think it's strange that you are living your own
death
So before you go under, you'd better take a deep breath
You can only have on shot at life, don't swing and miss
Don't put too much trust in anyone, and remember this
Underneath the surface, it's much worse than it seems
And I can tell you, brother, life ain't just a dream
Underneath the surface, you won't have much to say
And I can tell you, brother, it's cold inside your
grave
I could tell you all exactly what you want to hear
You're all gonna live forever, nothing more to fear
But I don't want to live forever, i'll leave that to
I just want to live until there's nothing else to do
Underneath the surface, buried for eternity
And I hate to think about just how long that could be
Underneath the surface, planted, but you will not grow
No roots, no leaves, no seeds of life. Guess that just
goes to show
Underneath the surface, it's much worse than it seems
And I can tell you, brother, life ain't just a dream
Underneath the surface, you won't have much to say
And I can tell you, brother, it's cold inside your
grave
Everything you really need is right in front of you
Take a big bite out of life, but don't forget to chew
You can only have one shot at life, don't swing and
miss
Don't put too much trust in anyone, and remember this

Swimming through black Vaseline
Is my existence just a dream?
Can not tell which way is up
What's below or what's above
Fighting for a breath of air
I breath in but it's not there
So as my world melts away
I pray (X 16)
That I will be OK someday
And may I not stay this way
Then after that I take some more
Hoping that will open the door
But the door is locked

Time Out! Time Out! For The Beginning Of The End
Time Out! Time Out! Of Man's Episodes Of Sin
Time Out! Time Out! Glacier Melt Down Overload
Time Out! Time Out! Unnatural Disasters
Time's Up For Us Mindless Beings
It Seems We're Destroying Everything
The Jungle, The Seas, The Forests, The Trees
This Never-Ending Need Has To Cease
The Cost Is Always Growing
Animal Life Loss Is Overflowing
Our Stained Shores Take Devastating Scores
As Man's Black Tides Roll In
Time Out! Time Out! Screaming Mother Earth
Time Out! Time Out! Riddled Seas Of Chemical Birth
Time Out! Time Out! For Our Backyards Laced With Toxic Waste
Time Out! Time Out! Extinction Is Forever, Man!
What Gives Us The Right
To Kill For Ivory In Sight?
Makes Me Sick To See Fur Jackets And Sleeves
When Lives Were Taken For Her To Please
People, Can't We See?
Respect Has Always Been The Key
Global Warming And Pesticides
If The Earth Goes, We'll All Die
Time Out! Time Out! Time Out!
Time Out! Time Out! Time Out!

How can you be
So quick to condemn
By word or rumor
Heard from a friend?
One can't believe
All that one hears
It's your decision
And not your peers
Think for yourself
Don't rely on someone else
How can you say
That I'm that way?
You don't know
Just heard it was so
You're against me
Well, how can that be?
We've never met
Your opinion's been set
Think for yourself
Don't rely on someone else
Inspect each situation
See from both sides
Seek out the truth
Bury the lies
One can't believe
All that one hears
It's your decision
And not your peers
Think for yourself

I got a letter in the mail just the other day
Opened it up, this is what it had to say:
"Wouldn't you please give us the pleasure
Of having you at our table tonite?
From, the donner family"
We've been hungry for such a long time
And we've eaten our dogs and rawhide
We've got half of our family on ice
They would not want the rest of us to die
They would not want the rest of us to die
They don't care
They would not have us starve to death
We're so cold
We're freezing and there's nothing left
They don't care
I'm sure that they wouldn't mind
It's so bad
Half of us are snow blind
It's too late now, we can never go back
We can make up for the protein we lack
Four days of no food have left us all weak
I feel like I can't stand on my own two feet
My own two feet, my own two feet
We've been waiting for such a long time
For some word of help or some sign
That someone's coming to our rescue
Until then, we'll do what we have to
Until then, we'll do what we have to
They don't care
They would not have us die this way
It's like this
We have to find some food today
They don't care
They knew what we were going through
They don't care
This is what it's come to
We never felt like we could really do it
Now weare just thankful we all lived through it
We ate those people because we were hungry
Yeah, we're survivors of the donner family
The donner family
We've been hungry for such a long, long time
And we've eaten our dogs and rawhide
We've got half of our family on ice
They would not want the rest of us to die
They would not want the rest of us to die
They don't care
They would not have us starve to death
We're so cold
We're freezing and there's nothing left
They don't care
I'm sure that they wouldn't mind
It's so bad
Half of us are snow blind
I got a letter in the mail just the other day
Opened it up, this is what it had to say:
"wouldn't you please give us the pleasure
Of having you at our table tonite?
From, the donner family"
The donner family

Seasons change and they change you
Round you go life, and then there you are
Life is hard, you know the truth
Old age creeps up, robs you of your youth
Through sheer luck we survive
I'm surprised that we're even alive
The sum of all you are
Is all in your mind
There is no fast forward
And there is no rewind
Death will end the game
Now it's time to begin
Another sacred soul
Starting over again
Back and forth you pace your cage
Is all the world a stage?
Bite your tail, climb the walls
Rat race got you by the balls?
Be true to your own views
Put yourself in others' shoes
Don't you worry very much
Nothing matters, there's no end
My head's hollow, no heart of gold
Lost my morals, my conscience is on hold
May the good outshine the bad

It's m fate to hate
I realized but way too late
It's my fate to hate
Now I have a reason why
It's my fat to hate - You!
Is fate a lasting emotion?
If so I sure am blind
A misdirected maniac
A misdirected mind - No!
It's my fate to hate - You!
Now I don't need a reason why
Don't need a reason why

Step on mine, I'll step on yours
Take what's mine, I'll take what's yours
Bleed on me, I'll spit on you
Inconsideration
Part of the game
Voted rules
Are always changed
Plans are made
But rearranged
And only one thing
Stays the same
Yell at me, I'll yell at you
Push on me, I'll push on you
Fuck with me and I'll screw you
I turn it up, you'll turn it down
I speed up, you'll slow down
And you'll reject what i accept
Inconsideration
Part of the game
Voted rules
Are always changed
Plans are made
But rearranged
And only one thing
Stays the same
You stay healthy, I'll be sick
You dominate, but you've been tricked
Think its' over, it's just begun
To you, a nightmare

I'm a first round draft choice... 19
A man without a choice... unseen
Feedback from society
Please...A reason
For Kampuchia
The problems in Korea
The wars in Iran
Afganistan

I Was Drinking Beer, Then I Was Drinking Jager
I Know I Shouldn't Mix The Two, I Always Pay Later
But That's Just Beside The Point, What Is Done Is Done
Now I'm Hurting Real Bad And I've Got The Runs
I Hate The Dry Heaves, I Hate Dry Heaves
I Hate The Dry Heaves, I Hate Dry Heaves
I Was Talking To You Then I Was On The Ground
When I Shut My Eyes, Everything Spun Around
When I'm So Fucked Up, I Forget Where I Am
I Feel So Bad, I Puked In Your Van
Gut-Wrenching Spasms That Just Won't Stop
Trying To Squeeze Out Just One Last Drop
My Gut Tied In Knots, Nothing Left Inside
Thank You So Much For Giving Me A Ride
I Hate The Dry Heaves, I Hate Dry Heaves
I Hate The Dry Heaves, I Hate Dry Heaves

We've waited with patience
For acceptance
Into your lame-o stations
You've left us no choice
Because you won't let us
Voice our opinions
We've got to drown you out
Drown you out (2)
When commercial sponsors
Decide what we hear
Something's wrong
How much money would they lose
If they decided
To choose our song?
We've got to drown you out
Drown you out (2)
We've waited with patience
For acceptance
Into your lame-o stations
You've left us no choice
And we have got to

Will Our Children Look Back With Hatred Or Despair
At A Generation Of Idiots Who Just Didn't Care
About The Fossil Fuel Fumes And The Aerosol Sprays
That Put Holes In The Ozone And Let In The Rays
That Can Cause Cancer In Humans? And What Is It All Worth
Heating Up Our Globe, Destroying Our Own Earth?
What Will They Think Of Us With No Concern
About The Seas Of Shit And Radiation Burn?
We Who Watched The Waters Of The World
Turn To Lakes Of Lava, Killing Every Form Of Life?
Will They Have Regrets For Being Born At All
Into A World Where Only Acid Rain Can Fall
On All The Empty Fields And On The Vacant Lots
Where Cockroaches And Crab Grass Are The Only Crops?
Acid Rain Dissolving Away The Monuments Of Man
Run For Your Lives!
Acid Rain! Smell The Rain Coming!
Acid Rain! Run For Cover Now!
Acid Rain! The Water Is On Fire!
Acid Rain!

Won't see me on my knees
Take my soul and save it, please
Ten hail Mary's for my sin
Paying heaven to get in
Got no money for your basket
A million times you can ask it
Find your bible far too odd
Ain't got time for your god
I've made my decision
Don't want your religion
No more church-bound prison
Or jerry falwell television
Don't forget, he's coming back
So put your dollars in the stack
The second coming's getting close
So pay up now and get the most
Form a line for all to pay
And do the same next Sunday
Step right up and clean your soul
Single file, young and old
I've made my decision
Don't want your religion
No more church-bound prison
Or jerry falwell television
Wash your brain, a strange obsession
You're an angel, post confession
Holy book tells right from wrong

I give a hoot
But I still pollute
I don't know what's the matter with me
I won't kill
But I think I'd shoot
If it meant whether or not I'd be free
Simulated sympathy
In a world full of pain
It's each for his own
If there's something to gain
I've got my own problems
It's hard to care
There's just more death
Then I can bear
So I fly my flag at half mast
Big, black clouds hanging over me
My days are always overcast
Burnt out buildings return my stare
But I must hang on
Though the sea is dead
I must hold on
Someone said
I must go on
Though young men die
I must push on

Capitolist Suck
Capitolist Suck
Capitolist Suck
You can't tell your wants from needs
You buy America and do a good deed
Create a job, don't bite the hand that feeds
Capitolist Suck
Capitolist Suck
Capitolist Suck
All of your goals are the fucking same
As every other jerk in this stupid game
Your brains have been washed and hung out to dry

Police drive by, I hold my breath
I've got 10 warrants for my arrest
They stop at the light and whip it around
Ten minutes later I'm headed downtown
Free Ride
Busted...stepped out of line
Busted...no place to hide
Busted...couldn't pay my fines
It makes no sense to live this way
But I'm gonna do it anyway
Busted...for being me
Busted...for being free
Busted...can't pay my bail
Busted...I'll die in jail
It makes no sense to live this way

Give All My Money To Chicks
And The Dude At The Corner Store
After I Pay The Landlord
I Ain't Got No More
Money Comes And Money Goes
It's Already Spent
But It's No Mystery
Where It All Went
That's Why I'm Always Broke
Hey Man, It Ain't No Joke
I Can't Seem To Save
Pay My Bills Or Behave
If It Wasn't For That Monthly Bill
I'd Be A Millionaire
"Hey Guys, Up Here In Front
Just Pull Up A Chair
Girl, Come On Over Here
You Can Drink Your Fill
Bartender, Keep 'Em Coming
Put 'Em On My Bill"
That's Why I'm Always Broke
Hey Man, It Ain't No Joke
I Can't Seem To Save

Old battered building
Ready to condemn
High valued property
Expensive piece of land
Half filled with tenants
All poor on welfare
No heat or electricity
And slumlord doesn't care
Slumlord doesn't care (X2)
Millions in insurance
Covers the wrecked lot
And a week 'til it's condemned
Is all slumlord's got
He enters the basement
With three gallons of gas
And four hours later
There's nothing left but ash
Slumlord doesn't care (X2)
The newspapers all read
Forty die in blaze
Slumlord now thinks
That crime really pays
And two years later
A skyscraper appears
With a plaque in the memory
Of the forty that died here

Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate to care, I hate relations
A pile stacked high of complications
Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate the thought that I must give
All my time just to live
Every day I get more pissed
Slit my wrist, slit my wrist
I hate the thought of government aid
Across my wrist, a razor blade
Every day I get more pissed