Am I suppose to follow orders?
Am I suppose to stand in line?
'Cause what I love is crossing borders

And help the one that falls behind

I think you're so pathetic

Spinning on you're tie rack
You think you're so poetic
Painting your sins in black


We love the shady politician
and watching killers on the news

When everything's a competition
There's always someone bound to loose


Please, just don't let them blind you
With promises of wellfare
They feed you lies and you chew

Do you really think they care?

Go bite the hand that feeds

'Cause all that they've been feeding us is war
Not going back again
Where money matters more

Still shivering on my own

Go on and l-l-lick the stripper

That's all the action you will get
Your wife knows everything about her
She isn't finished with you yet


You like them slim, blond and tall
!@^*ography and popcorn

Another brick in the wall
The sinner is reborn