What are you fuckin lookin at? I′m gonna rip out your fuckin eye Blister! Blistered eye What are you fuckin lookin at? I′m gonna rip out your fuckin other eye Blister! Blistered eye Eye
Clueless fool A speck of insignificance ...Living in a thin dream Deluded complainer Led by the confused ...Living in a thin dream
Perhaps you should be looking at their genitals?
No inspiration, no inner child No depth - Only icing Save your breath - I hear you cry You′re just a weak little boy Wasting your breath - I hear you cry ...You′re just weak
Patchwork of stolen identities Stick to the trend or fade from existence Can′t break the programming Another follower thinking he′s in the lead Live the lie - The convoluted hoper Clean and tidy, just right You′re just a weak little boy Wasting your breath - I hear you cry No longer mommy′s little boy - you′re just a weak
Uhhhh...! ...Bred - Bread! Growing like a never ending tumour Growing like a skin of mould Feeding off the remains of old Growing! Uhhhh...! ...Bred - Bread! Growing like a never ending tumour Growing like a skin of mould Feeding off the remains of old Growing! Uhhhaaaaag! c 1976 Kiss Inc.R Uhhhh... Bred
It was′nt that way ′till she started Smokin′ rock... Well now she′s out there on the corner Of the block My baby left me for a 1000 miles of cock A 1000 miles of cock... Yee-haw...
My baby left me for a 1000 miles of cock She′s workin′ zimco... It′s right around the block She′s at the factory.. yeah.. Right around the clock My baby left me for a 1000 miles of cock A 1000 miles of cock...
Aw mommy, it′s so nice out today Mommy, wh...why′s the sky getting so dark? And these bees...the bees! By the light of disciples I beckon thee By the light of disciples I summon thee
Led into normality Bred into monotony Follow, regret Follow, regret Follow, regret Follow Brainless, ignorant Incompetence Follow, regret Follow, regret Follow, regret Follow
Why draw away from the herd? Do what you′re sold Served up pablum on the sly Greet us child This is the way
He′s got a monkey in a blue suit That drives his cadillac Everyone′s in his back pocket Things are right on track
It′s gay... so gay
He′s a legend of the black and white Duke of the open road He′ll write you a ticket Then, gonna drink his load
It′s gay... so gay
All i see is full submission, broken will, Don′t even try Cave into a pre-planned future, Little pigeon, hear you cry
He′s got a legion in the mid-west Hangin′ off his every word They′re slurpin′ up the piss They′re gobblin′ the turd
You′re gonna get the bung rush While you′re going down You′re gonna "stand and accept it" In mario′s world of brown On more battle i am fighting To hold back the tide Must unleash the pressure building Golden torrents from inside