we're gonna destroy life the world gets higher and higher nanananananananana yeah ( it was a crime before nick was born)
transatlantic titanic freakshout, radio schizo, new empire's devouring old, radio schizo, the one's called sane wanna self destruct, radio schizo, peoples
you do not realise how much i appreciate you, new deal now a new deal now, new deal now a new deal, ultra-tory to quasi rad, at least it's original,
Poppies are the Opium of the People You prefer poppies to people You take pride in Genocide There are no poppies in the USA There are no poppies in
regicide chaz iii regicide chaz the 3rd regicide chuck iii regicide chuck the 3rd ( failure echolalia haerie faerie the mood was waiting for me the
it's such a shame the pope with no name she doesn't know what she's called closure confusion it's so sad, delusions of grandeur she must be mad one
Have you Realised that Rock Stars Always seem to lie so much? John Lydon once said he cared But he never really gave a fuck Said he'd use the money
Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na I'm the only fucking child there ever was I'm the only fucking child Adulthood is hell Namby-pamby protracted
For fifty-four years he worked hard On five foul factory flaws Boredom ranking low on his list of fears Though they say his tears they cried dry
blasphemy squad, thriving on hate, in the warfare state, like piss in a pod. -ch- never forget, never ever forgive, wash your mouth out with pope. death
fashioned from stone, our blood is cold, as the lifeless rock through which inertia flows
weird sister one of us, weird sister one of us, a loving cup, a loving cup, gooble gabble, gooble gabble, gooble gabble, gooble gabble.
i tell you about the animals- how they suffer how they die, you try to hide guilty doubt- from me with an appeasing smile, you never want responsibility
hello and welcome to inconclusive arguments in today's conference we have a psychologist, a guru, an athlete, a freak, a scientist, a dictator, an anarchist
It's Escapist shit of a feeble kind a fucked up institution for fucked up minds holy Matrimony is a Blissful Myth Wholly based on tradition, wholly
parchment papers in jars, corrected letters, confused corrections 'twixt lines, that lordly contempt for the obvious which hath ever been the mark of
The unseeing eyes of the blinded pupils Unseeing guidance, the lead of the blind dogs Token gestures from life-long investors Questions only for
the sweet rememberance of the just shall flourish when they sleep in dust, here lyes ye remains of, here lyes ye body of, here lyes buried, the body