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Weak and sick, dying in the sand, no such thing as a promised land Don´t lose faith in a better life–reincarnation, poor excuse You´re dying you assholes, your religion can´t help you now Dying and starving in the fields you

Heard a word, suicide, Not from one, but from thousands that tried The lawyer?s wife and the teenage brat, One thing in common, they all wanted out And it´s plain to see It goes for you and it goes for

See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin Watch them try the cynic laughs at the optimist?s closed eyes Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic?s beer soon overflows Other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup, They

See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin Watch them try the cynic laughs at the optimist?s closed eyes Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic?s beer soon overflows Other watches, has a drink, and from the same cup, They

Hey do what you want, but don´t do it around me Idleness and dissipation breed apathy I sit on my ass all goddamn day, A misanthropic anthropoid with nothing to Say what you must, do all you can, Break all

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one I´m a freak cause my morals clash with others in the world I go

Death and the shadow that it casts on life scares me little or none People tell me of a divine right and the happy chosen one I´m a freak cause my morals clash with others in the world I go

You took a time bomb And a case of crackers And you made a maelstrom of organic debris Then you took a work bench And a rusty anvil And you polished them for everyone to see You have created an

Well the sheaves have all been brought, but the fields have washed away, And the palaces now stand where the coffins all were laid, And the times we see ahead, we must glaze with rozy hues, For what don´t wish

Flying through a dark prismatic tunnel on a carousel, The earth is turning and you know it very well, Your mind is reeling like ten helicopters wheeling And you´re gonna hit the ceiling like a mallet on a bell, Hey,

Above us lay the burdens, below us lay the truth We´re somewhere in the middle, and we´re all discontent too Is someone watching over you? Inside they know what´s best for you Judgment?s not tomorrow, it´s today (yes now it´s

See my body, it´s nothing to get hung about I´m nobody except genetic runaround Spiritual era´s gone, it ain´t comin´ back Bad religion, a cabal, that is all that´s left Hey mr mind, stop wasting my time, With your factory

He´s the latest superhero with powers so profound He can leap a dotted line in just a single bound I know you must have seen him in books and magazines He´s the quintessential mindless modern epicine His life is meaningful

Everybody wants do dance in a playpen, But nobody wants to play in my garden I see the hippies on an angry line, Guess they don´t get my meaning, I´m enchanted by the birds in my blossoms, I´m enamored by