: Deliberate provocation I is what you gave to me You got me going You got me going How could such a simple thing Get so out of control You let me down
: Well, I ain't got a job as I stand knee deep in Monday Empty pockets as broke as I can be Tried to sell my soul but the devil Just told me "No Way,
Blind The Weak, The Foul Trapped In So-Called Pure Beliefs In These Pages Exists The Dogma Condemned Dogma Condemned Dogma Condemned Dogma Condemned
Burn the witches, burn the witches Don't take time to sew your your stitches Burn the witches, burn the witches Good is the thing that you favor, evil
Deliberate provocation Is what you gave to me You got me going You got me going How could such a simple thing Get so out of control? You let me down
What's wrong you're always crying lately What song this isn't a song really Shut up and stop your playing around The subject right now is what's wrong
I'm just scraping the social dogma From the bottom of my soul No beat, no rhythm No beat, no rhythm No beat, no rhythm {Can you name him? We'll bring
Okay so it can't be right I cry and try and think and fight Okay so I need some help But they can't fix the way I feel Just one day, just one second
Ozone disappearing in the sky Bud man asking us why ask why If I could find my magazine this bug would die I complain China boy standing up to a tank
Give me a dollar or give me 50 cents Let me take it back if that ain't what I meant Give me a coat or give me a bite Give me a light bulb and make sure
Lies, games, webs of pain Giving, taking, oh abuse Contention, extension, I will not be shamed Crossing the bridge, I'm on the way I just don't care
There's a thought in my mind And there's nothing not far behind There's a road there's a path There's a freeway and there's a map There are flies and
As I wandered Walked along on a lazy path I shook a hand He seemed to know so much more So I listened Tried my best just to understand Then I followed
Business as usual, just what's on your mind Give you some of mine So the breaks don't come so easy hesitate And fall asleep, taking care of mine So the
I don't wanna go to hell Nobody in their right mind wants to But very few have done the things they have to do To get to the promised land
I walked thru the door and took a seat Listening to words That seem to bounce right off my chest Like I heard it all before Teach an old dog the same
You took away from me, I tried to get it back And if you lie to me, I keep it to myself A trick or treat but then that don't make it right I can't remember
There can be but better ways From yesterdays to me Somewhere there are better days For better ways to be Sunny days have funny ways Of quieting the roar
