Inside, Inside my mind Feelings thought evolution left behind Look out at the shattered weeping billions Destroyers of your own civilization Look out
Where it comes from, I don`t know Just livin` here you get a rot-rotten soul I got a rotten soul Gimme, gimme, gimme New York City punk I got a rotten soul
I`m a hyper-sonic day dreamer Kicked out of the world My come down was amazing Like your burnt out culture Regress sonic sun man Kick start it and reload
and cry (The truest thought you find) heavy girl you`re all alone Now is now your father`s call The bloodless slaughter lingers on `Til reality hits your soul
Far out scenery, the year 2000 You like destruction, well let`s get started The country`s broke, the kids retarded Crime stained lovers, in cities rotted
Please reach off this tarnished hour Drink peace again only for my own Brave season lost in love The brilliant branches touching all Warm branches touch
I`m going out tonight And I`m going out drinking Don`t bother waiting up `Cause I`m coming home stinking I`m tired of sitting `round Watching my world
Go with the flow Ya just let it ride We don`t care if ya live or die We suck of the companies We suck like a whore If we need oil, we just suck some
for As november`s sun grows dimmer On the golden distant shore Sorry, I have to go away The path for me just keeps moving on Foundations hard and great Caress the soul
I`m the hard luck kid Throw the bones on the fire Tear holes through worlds Makin` change through violence Who`s really runnin` The place you call home
I come bangin` through the bedroom door I been runnin` with a two-bit whore Behavior is bad but I`m out of sight Suckin` on a bottle and I`m ready to
You yell at me When the dishes aren`t done But when we`re in bed babe We`ll have fun `cause I love you I am broke, the depression kicked in But when we
calling out to our world leaders of all nations calling out to our world belivers in freedom I'm a beliver I'm a beliver I'm a beliver I'm a beliver I
child Your comfort won`t address Trip rider my sonic sin into the sun Trip rider I hate your nation Conditioned mortal Keep your smile as your coma devours Soul
Slap the cuffs on You`re goin` downtown Gonna lock you up in the hole `Cause the dea made a powerplay And you`re lookin` at 2 to 4 Back at the pad Ya
Come on down See the world It`s a happy place I love you girl Come on down Eyes open wide It`s a happy time Come inside You blow my mind Every time
needle boys in the park rotten cops after dark politicians underground no light can be found all the pimps all the whores all demented religious wars
population psych-out someone feed em flies and death and sex to hide their dead world softly singing through memories of truth killing is our buisniess