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Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelingsBlame it on Human nature, mans destiny Blame it on the greediocracy Fear of God The fear of change The fear of truthAdd the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize and sing star spangled songs When the questions Aren't ever asked Is anybody learning from the past? We're living in united stagnationFather what have I done? I took that 22 A gift to me from you To bed with me each night Kept it clean Polished it well Cherished every cartridge, every shellDown, by the creek, under brush, under dirt There's a carcass of my second kill Down, by the park, under stone, under pine There's a carcass of my brother William Brother where, have you gone to? I swear, I never thought I could I see so many times They told me to shoot straight Don't pull the trigger, squeeze That will insure a kill A kill is what you want A kill is why we breedThe Christians love their guns The church and NRA Pray for their salvations Prey on the lower faithsThe story book's been read And every line believed Curriculum's been set Logic is a threat Reason searched and seizedJerry spent some time in Michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit A dime in California, a twenty dollar fineJerry only stayed a couple months It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass Asphyxiation is simple and fast It beats seventeen fun years of being someones bitchDon't think -Stay Drink your wine -Home Watch the fire burn -Be His problems not mine -Safe Just be that model citizenI wish I had a schillingFor every senseless killing I'd buy a government America's for sale And you can get a good deal on it And make a healthy profit Or maybe, tear it apart Start with assumption That a million people are smart Smarter than oneSerotonin's gone She gave up, drifted away Sara fled, thought process gone She left her answering machine on The greeting left spoken sincere Messages no one will ever hearTen thousand messages a day A million more transmissions lay Victims of the laissez faire Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns A hundred decibels turns to one One bullet, one empty head Now with Serotonin goneThe man who used to speak Performs a cute routine Feel a little patronized Don't feel bad They found a way inside your head And you feel a bit misled It's not that they don't care, yeahThe television's put a thought inside your head Llike a Barry Manilow, jingle I'd like, to teach the world to sing In perfect harmony A symphonic blank stare, yeah It doesn't make you care Not designed to make you care They're betting you won't care ..Place a wager on your greed A wager on your pride Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?We are the whore Intellectually spayed We are the queer Dysfunctionally raisedOne more pill to kill the pain.. Living through conformityOne more prayer to keep me safe One more prayer to keep us warm One more prayer to keep us safe There's gonna be a better placeLost the battle, lost the war Lost the things worth living for Lost the will to win the fight One more pill to kill the painThe going get tough, the tough get debt Don't pay attention, pay the rent Next of kins pay for your sins A little faith should keep us safeSave us The human, existence Is failing, resistance Essential, the future Written off, the odds are Astronomically against us Only moron and genius Would fight a losing battle Against the super ego When giving in is so damn comfortingAnd so we go, on with our lives We know the truth, but prefer lies Lies are simple, simple is bliss Why go against tradition when we can Admit defeat, live in decline Be the victim of our own design The status quo, built on suspect Why would anyone stick out their neck?FELLOW MEMBERS CLUB "WE'VE GOT OURS" I'D LIKE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO OUR HOST HE'S GOT HIS, AND I'VE GOT MINE MEET THE DECLINEWe are the queer We are the whore Ammunition In the class war We are worker We love our queen We sacrifice We're soilent green