01 ::.. Godeatgod


Dear God do you wanna tear knuckles down and hold yourself
Dear God can you climb off that tree you made into the shape of a T
Dear God the paper says you were the king in the black limousine
Dear John and all the King''s men can put your head together again
Before the bullets
Before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes
The only smiling are you dolls that I made
But you are plastic, so are your brains
Dear God the sky is as blue, as a gunshot wound
Dear God if you were alive, you know we''d kill you
Before the bullets
Before the flies
Before authorities take out my eyes
The only smiling are you dolls that I made
But you are plastic, so are your brains

02 ::.. The Love Song


I got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
Father told us to be faithful
I got a crush on a pretty pistol
Should I tell her that I feel this way?
I got love songs in my head
That are killing us away
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And The Government?
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And The Government?
Fuck yeah
She tells me I''m a pretty bullet
Gonna be a star some day
Momma tells us to look away
She tells me I''m a pretty bullet
An imitation Christ
I got love songs in my head
That are killing us away
Do you love your guns? Yeah
God? Yeah
And The Government?
Fuck yeah

03 ::.. The Fight Song


Nothing suffocates you more than
the passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask
you make children breath into survive
But I''m not a slave to god
that doesn''t exist
And I''m not a slave to a world
that doesn''t give a shit
And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We''ll scar your minds
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
You''ll never grow up to be a big rock star
Celebrated victim of your fame
They''ll just cut our wrists
like cheap coupons and say that death
was on sale today
And when we were good
You just close your eyes
So when we are bad
We''ll scar your minds
But I''m not a slave to god that doesn''t exist
And I''m not a slave to a world
that doesn''t give a shit
The death of one is a tragedy
But the death of a million is just a statistic
(Chorus)
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!
Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight

04 ::.. Disposable Teens


And I''m a black rainbow
And I''m an ape of god
I got a face that''s made for violence upon
And I''m a teen distortion
Survived abortion
A rebel from the waist down
I wanna thank you mom
I wanna thank you dad
For bringing this fucking world to
a bitter end
I never really hated the "one true God"
But the god of the people I hated
You said you wanted evolution
The ape with the great big hit
You said you wanted revolution, man
And I say that you''re full of shit
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable
You said you wanted evolution
The ape with the great big hit
You said you wanted revolution, man
And I say that you''re full of shit
The more that you fear us the bigger we get
The more that you fear us the bigger we get
And don''t be surprised, don''t be surprised
Don''t be surprised if we discover it
(Chorus)
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable teens
We''re disposable

05 ::.. Target Audience


Am I sorry the sky went black
Put your knives in baby''s backs
Am I sorry you killed the Kennedys
And Huxley too
But am I sorry Shakespeare
was your scapegoat
And your apple sticking into my throat
Sorry your sunday smiles are rusty nails
And your cruci-fiction commercials failed
But I''m just a pitiful, anonymous
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
And we all just sing this song
Am I sorry to just be alive
Put my face in the bee-hive?
Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald pinks and cocaine too?
I''m sorry you never check
the bag in my head for a bomb
And my halo was a needle hole
Sorry I saw a priest being beaten
And I made a wish
But I''m just a pitiful, anonymous
I see all the young believers
Your target audience
I see all the old deceivers
And we all just sing this song
You''re just a copy of an imitation

06 ::.. President Dead


This is for the people they want you
This is for the people they want you
Getting high on violence,baby
President dead is clueless
And he''s, caught in a head-light,police state god
And his skull is stained glass
Incubated and jet set
The bitter thinkers buy their tickets
To go find god like a piggy in a fair
And we don''t want to live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
This is for the people they want you
This is for the people they want you
Getting high on violence,baby
Give the pills Time to work
We all can''t be martyred in the
winter of our discontent
(Getting high on violence,baby)
every night we are nailed into place and
every night we just can''t seem to
ever remember the reason why
(Getting high on violence,baby)
And we don''t want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better
This is for the people they want you
This is for the people they want you
Getting high on violence,baby
And we don''t want to live live forever
And we know that suffering is so much better

07 ::.. In the shadow of the Valley of Death


We have no future
Heaven wasn''t made for me
We burn ourselves to hell
As fast as it can be
And I wish that I could be the king
Then I''d know that I am not alone
Maggots put on shirt
Sell each other shit
Sometimes I feel so worthless
Sometimes I feel discarded
I wish that I was good enough
Then I''d know that I am not alone
Death is policeman
Death is a priest
Death is a stereo
Death is TV
Death is the Taror
Death is an angel
Death is our God
killing us all
She put the seeds in me
Let this dying tree
She''s the burning string
I''m just the ashes

08::.. Cruci-Fiction In Space


This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only Son
This is your creation
The atom of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a Baptist
We''d drink wine from his head
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
I am a revolution
Pull my knuckles down, if I could
I am a revelation
And I''m nailed to the holy wood
This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
We are dead and tomorrow''s cancelled
Because of things we did yesterday
We are dead and tomorrow''s cancelled
they crucify us in our space
in our space,in our space..
This is evolution
The Monkey,the man and then the gun
...flies are waiting

09 ::.. A Place In The Dirt


We are damned, we are dead
All God''s children to be sent
To a perfect place, in the sun
And in the dirt
There''s a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scared
Could you stop the meat from all the before swallow all of it
Could you please
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and make me
Dress me up and make me
your dying god
Angel''s needles poke through my eyes
Looked through the ugly light the world in
And we were no longer blind
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and make me
Dress me up and make me
your dying god
No we hold the "ugly head"
The Mary whore is at the bed
They''ve cast the shadow of our perfect death
In the sun in the dirt

10 ::.. The Nobodies


Today I''m dirty
I want to to be pretty
Tomorrow I know, I''m just dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We''re dead, we know just who we are
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be dirty
I know now that I''m forever dirt
Yesterday I was dirty
Wanted to be dirty
I know now that I''m forever dirt
We are the nobodies
Wanna be somebodies
We''re dead, we know just who we are
Some children died the other day
We fed machines and then we prayed
Puked up and down in morbid faith
You should have seen the ratings that day

11 ::.. The Death Song


We''re on a bullet
and we''re headed straight into God
Even he lacks an ending too
We take a pill get a face
buy our ticket
And we hope that heaven''s true
I saw cop beat a priest on the TV
And they know they killed our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
Because we got no future
Let''s sing the death song kids
We light a candle on a earth
we made into hell
And pretend that we''re in heaven
Each time we do we get
the blind man''s ticket
And we know that nothing is true
I saw a priest kill a cop on the TV
And I know now they''re our heroes too
We sing the death song kids
Because we got no future
And we wanna be just like you
We write our prayers on a little bomb
Kiss it on the face and send it to God
We sing the death song kids
(Chorus)
We were the world
But e''ve got no future
And we want to be just like you
We want to be just like you

12 ::.. Lamb of God


There was Christ in the metal shell
There was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you God
That''s how Jack became sainted
If you die when there''s no one watching
Then your ratings drop and your forgotten
If they kill you on their TV
You''re a martyr and a Lamb of God
Nothing''s gonna to change
Nothing''s gonna to change the world
There was Lennon in the happy gun
There were words on the pavement
We were looking for the Lamb of God
We were looking for Mark David
If you die when there''s no one watching
Then your ratings drop and your forgotten
But if they kill you on their TV
You''re a maryr and a Lamb of God
Nothing''s gonna to change the world
Nothing''s gonna to change
Nothing''s gonna to change the world
Nothing''s gonna to change
the world
It took three days for him to die
So the born again could buy the serial rights
Lamb of God have mercy on us
Lamb of God won''t you grant us
Nothing''s gonna to change the world
Nothing''s gonna to change
Nothing''s gonna to change the world
Nothing''s gonna to change
the world
If you die when there''s no one watching
Then your ratings drop and your forgotten
If they kill you on their TV
You''re a martyr and a lamb of god
Nothing''s gonna to change the world

13 ::.. Born Again


Do you or don''t you want this to be your song?
It doesn''t take a rebel to sing along
This art is weak
in its pretty,pretty frame
And I''m a monkey with
a misspelled name
I''ll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I''ll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I''ll be born again
I''m someone else
I''m someone new
I''m someone stupid just like you
I''m someone else
I''m someone new
I''m someone stupid just like you
Do you or don''t you want to take this hit?
Does it make you feel like you''re a part of it
I''ll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I''ll put down your disco
And take your heart away
I''ll be born again
I''m someone else
I''m someone new
I''m someone stupid just like you
I''m someone else
I''m someone new
I''m someone stupid just like you
The valley of the dolls
Is the valley of the dead
The valley of the dolls
Is the valley of the dead
(Chorus)
I''ll be born again

14 ::.. Burning Flag


They wanna sell it out
buy it up
dumb it down
A good God is hard to find
I''ll join the crowd that
wants to see me dead
Right now I feel i belong
For the first time
Multiply your death
Divide by sex
Add up the violence
and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we''re waiting
We are all just scared and we''re hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
But if God was alive
He would hate you anyway
My right wing is flapping
The left wing is grey
Let''s hear it for the kids but
nothing the say
They dyrate and G-rate on election day
Got a A-B-C and our F-U-C-K
Multiply your death
Divide by sex
Add up the violence
and what do you get?
We are all just stars and we''re waiting
We are all just scared and we''re hating
We are all just stars on your burning flag
You can point your gun at me
And hope it will go away
But if God was alive
He would hate you anyway

15 ::.. Coma Black


My mouth was a crib and it was growing lies
I didn''t know what love was on that day
My hearts a tiny bloodclot
I picked at it
it never heals it never goes away
I burned all the good things in the Eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
I burned all the good things in the Eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I''d killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I''d killed myself to make everybody pay
I would''ve told her then
She was the only thing
I could love in this dying world
But the simple word to love itself
Already died and went away
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I''d killed myself to make everybody pay
This was never my world
You took the angel away
I''d killed myself to make everybody pay
Burn all the good things in the Eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
Burn all the good things in the Eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die
Her heart''s a bloodstained egg
We didn''t handle with care
It''s broken and bleeding
And we could never repair

16 ::.. Valentine''s Day


She was the color of Tv
Her mouth coulder under like a mental snake
ALthough Holy Wood was sad
They''d remembered this as Valentine''s day
flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
I saw that pregnant girl today
She didn''t know that it was dead inside
Even though it was alive
Some of us are really born to die
flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death
Slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood
In the shadow of the valley of death
In the shadow of the valley of death

17 ::.. The Fall of Adam


The Abraham Licoln town cars
Arrive to dispose our king and queen
And they orchestrated dramatic new scenes
For Celebritarian needs
When one world ends
something else begins
But without a scream
Just a whisper because we
just starte it over again

18 ::.. King Kill 33°


Is this what you wanted?
This is what you get
Turned our lives into this shit
You never accepted or treated me fair
Blame for what i believe
And i wear
You fucked yourself and you
Raised these sleep
The blue and the withered seeds
You will reap
You never gave me a chance to be me
Or even a fucking chance just to be
But i have to show you that
You play a role
And i will destroy with one simple hole
The world that hates me has taken its toll
But now i have finally taken control
You wanted so bad to make me this thing
And want you now to just kill the king
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
I am not sorry, I am not sorry
This is what you deserve
King kill 33є
King kill 33є

19 ::.. Count to six and Die


She''s got here eyes open wide
She''s got the dotten spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
Lips of a scared little girl
I got a angel in the lobby
He''s waiting to put me in line
I won''t ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry
She''s got christing prescripters
And death has crawled in her ear
I Kill the faith of the music with songs that
She shouldn''t hear
And it spins around
One two three
And the we all lay down
Four five six
Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts
And it turns around
One two three
And we all lay down
Four five six
Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts