HIPSTER HOLOCAUST

Cash machine Music, Selfish identity.
Bullshit fashion, Insecurity.
What I want to know, is that what you want to be? No!!! twice slay the slain of a used analogy.

The bombs bursting, you only get what you bring.

Watered down message, insecurity.
Bullshit merch, selfish identity.
Commoditized blueprint of angst conformity. Thrice slay the slain of a used analogy.

CHURCH

Hey son its time to get up. Time to go to church. Come on and join mom and daddy on top of our perch.

Nooooooo wayyyyyyyy

Get up and go to Sunday school, where you'll meet your new friends. When your older son you can network through them.

TEARS OF A BEArdo

There is a tear in my beard and I cant get it out.
Ha, ha, ha.
Not buying, double think,
what your selling. Double think,
don't lose touch, double think,
As you reinvent yourself.
Generally believe double think,
Your own d.I.y(lie) double think,
Hope you drown double think,
In the tears of a beardo.

We all got to eat. But your feeding on your knees, and I am starving on my feet.

No idea, you got so fat. Still think your scam will one day save us all?

Kids of the k.t.

Worship junkies and you'll wind up dead. Bullet belt strait through your heads.

We are the kids of the k.t. and the world it owes me!

No job, no personality. Let junior go, see if he achieves. A substitute for lack of human connection. Is the juice worth the squeeze???

KURDISTAN

No friends but the mountains and me. Watch as we stand on our own two feet.
Our guns in hands as we patrol our beats.
The spirit of 88 is alive on the streets.

Stateless nation we are no more. Thirty million we cant be ignored. Kurdistan.

Saddam couldn't stop us with the mustard gas, and we are not scared of your suicide blasts. Bloody Friday will always be in our hearts. 3000 year rebellion now is the new start.

I LOVE BLACK PEOPLE

Gonna fight your stereotypes with dark sexual appetites. Equal rights, ebony nights. We fuck the world tonight. Old thoughts sexed away, awkward pause, then foreplay. Mom and dad are afraid
I love black people.

Her daddy shook my hand, my anxieties began to rise. I said I am in a band, my mom began to cry.

Old ideas sexed away, I don't care what the say. Mom and dad are afraid. I love black people.

We had an all right time. Forbidden paradise was on my mind. I wish they could see me now. The heaviest rain comes from the darkest cloud.

Fear of a felony

Fear of a felony. I fear, what American insanity has instilled in me.

Lack of originality with frat pack mentality. Ignorant and indifferent to war. School taught to be afraid, always work must get paid. Now pay the flashing lights in your rearview.

State sponsored terrorist of Americas scariest good old boys in blue.

One handed myspacer

One handed my spacer, meeting place for the disturbed. Mom and dads little pervs, sex crimes future perps. Yeah. Stuck in this ao-hell, get me through this one dry spell. I am sitting here with my dick in hand looking at your profile.

One handed my spacer!!!!

Gentrifier McGee

Personify to gentrify, we congregate to pave the way. For land owning big suit economic enemies. We think we are rebels but we do what they please.

I don't wanna be I am gonna fight.
I don't wanna be but I am gentrified.

Gonna ride around in a pick up truck. Grow a mullet cause you think your tough. Brand new tattooed sleeve. All our moms taught us to pee.

SELF RIOT DIET

Hung over again. I guess it depends. Well most days the week. Superiority from your mouth to me and I, just let it slide.

Self riot diet. Yea your better then me.
Self riot diet. Guess Ill wait and see.

Fat vegans, got money to spend. We all want to believe. But if you cant teach, your destined to repeat and I, just watch life go by.

Notes:
Feels like murder was written and sung by stevie ray stiletto. So I don't know the lyrics to that. Also lyrical adventures of Poseidon is by spp, and they are nothing to fuck with. Yo, wadup?