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Everything Falls Apart and More (1982)
 
 
From The Gut

The gut         from the gut
it hurts         hurts so much
the same         quite the same
you know         know too much
it's yours         yours no more
it's mine         for the time
that I'm         without you

Blah Blah Blah

Got something to say
like something to me
well just go ahead and spit it out
It's all the same, you see
What's that, it doesn't make sense
Are you talking in tongues
or is your brain out of gear
I can hear it rattle in your head

I can see you lips move
Blah Blah Blah
but all I hear is

Got something to say
Like something to me
Well just go ahead and spit it out
It's all the same, you see
It's coming out better
but it doesn't make sense
Is that a head on your shoulders
or something you use for ornamentation

Punch Drunk

Take a look around this bar
take a look around this place
take a look around this hall
Think it's a fucking gym?
Kick and punch and kick and punch and
kick and punch and kick and punch
Who's your friend? Who's your friend?
Who's your friend? Who's your friend?
Your enemy.

Take a look around this bar
take a look around this place
take a look right in the mirror
What are you a fucking queer?
Kick and punch and kick and punch and
kick and punch and kick and punch
Who's your friend? Where's your friend?
He's over there, he's gonna fuck it up
for everybody

Kick and punch and kick and punch and
kick and punch and kick and punch
Who's you friend? Who's your friend?
Where's your friend? I guess he'd rather
be punch drunk

Bricklayer

Brick on the head from the top of the ceiling
urban sniper, urban killer
won't be finished until you're dead
urban sniper, urban killer
brick out the window, top of the head
brick on the head, cause you're a fuckhead
brick at the window, top of my head
you're a fuckhead

Afraid of Being Wrong

Don't speak unless spoken to
and then you don't say much
you think you're so self-righteous
but your mind is out of touch

You're afraid you're afraid of being wrong
always be the passive one and go along
you're afraid you're afraid to speak your mind
that's not for me, not for me, not for me

Living in a crystal maze
Fucked, you can't get out
never be the agitator
unless you know what it's all about

Signals From Above

You're like a relic, you're like a ghost
can't see a thing cause your eyes are closed
dirt cheap love is a thing of the past
I feel hate cause I move fast

You think the whole world is incense, peace and love
you can't escape the siganls from above.

Everything Falls Apart

If I listened to the things that you said
everything would fall apart
If I did all the things that you do
everything could fall apart
Let's not listen to the things that they say
everything can fall apart
Let's think about our actions before we do them
everything will fall apart

I got nothing to do
You got nothing to say
Everything is so fucked up
I guess it's natural that way.

Everything falls apart

If I did all the things that you do
everything could fall apart
If I listened to all the things that you told me
everything would fall apart
Let's think about our actions before we do them
everything will fall apart
If we do all the things as we say
everything can fall apart.

I got nothing to do
you got nothing to say
everything is so fucked up
I guess it's natural that way

I got nothing to do
you got nothing to say
everything is so fucked up
I guess we like it that way

If I listened to the things that
you said everything

Wheels

On a date with Sharon Tate
I'm gonna pick her up in my new crate
well we go to the movies we go to a drag
the highway patrol puts us both in a bag

wheels, wheels

statue of mary sitting on my dash
mother please protect me
help me avoid the crash
I've got a really big engine
and itgoes vroom, vroom
could be a cradle, could be a tomb

Target

You've seen it all before
You think it's passe
but you listen to the same fucking records
every single day
you don't like the people who caught on late
if they're having fun

don't participate, be lethargic
you're a hypocrite, you're the target

Obnoxious

Tell us we're obnoxious
you can't sell our product
who asked you to?
say we play too fast
the music's not gonna last
well, I think you're wrong

You don't like the way we look
obnoxious
you don't like the way we talk
obnoxious
you can all go get fucked
obnoxious

Gravity

It's only getting darker
it may be moving faster
well, it won't stop spinning
but how long will it remain?

This repulsive world
the crimes we all commit
it's not your gravity
it's not your gravity
gravity

the tension keeps building
the changes are rapid
we're through competing
is it better to retreat?

this repulsive world
the crimes we all commit
it's not your gravity
it's not your gravity
gravity



In A Free Land

Government authorize education
[Don't mean a thing]
They'll teach you what they want you to think
[Don't mean a thing]
Saturation of stars and stripes
[Don't mean a thing]
The only freedom worth fighting for is for what you think

Why bother spending time
Reading up on things
Everybody's an authority
In a free land


What Do I Want?

What do I want?
What will make me happy?
Nothing


M.I.C.

Time for a lottery, they got your number
Blood for fuel, and limbs for lumber
They just wanted more machines
For their modern war machine

M.I.C. Am I seeing it right?
M.I.C. Must be time to fight
M.I.C. The war machine is growing
M.I.C. I'm not fucking going

 

 
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