LYRICS

Bodies without Brains

 

The swarm of flies, the rotting remains, the foul stench of decaying brains. Time marches down the drain, the outside world is completely insane. The placid stare the death of life, atrophy of the mind. fruits of labor rotting on the vine. The sweet satisfaction found in living to die.

 

Who are these people, what is there game. Are they retarded, are they  insane, or are they just bodies with out brains? They break their backs, they pay their tax until they die of heart attacks. They procreate like factories, they’re processed like government cheese. They push and shove, they kick you in the knees, they never thank you and they never say please.

 

The swarm of flies, the rotting remains, the foul stench of decaying brains.

Time marches down the drain, the outside world is completely insane. The placid stare the death of life, atrophy of the mind. fruits of labor rotting on the vine. The sweet satisfaction found in living to die.

 

 

Who are these people what do they want from me? They’ve been plotting against me for centuries. They praise their lords, they waive their flags, they stumble though life half in the bag. They consume their fear, both front and rear. They attend mass year after year. They lived in slavery, they died on their knees. They thought the world was flat for centuries.

 

They dig their claws into me. They try to save me, they preach to me, they teach to me, they leech off me. They have the nerve to say they’re just like me.

 

 

Funeral Procession

 

She cock blocks me in my dreams, I’m woken up by my screams. She aggravates me, she violates me, she doesn’t have the huevos to leave me. She gets inside of my brain, she drives me fuckin’ insane. I’m still twitching and she’s already feeding on my remains.

She tooketh all from me, she gaveth shit to me, why do I oweth anything? She cast me under her spell, she paraded my screaming corpse though hell. She sunk her fangs into my skull, dissolved my brain- cell by cell.

 

Get out of my head- get out of my bed, get out of my life- fall unto my knife. I’m still too alive for a funeral procession, I’m not worthy of any ones obsession. Get out of my head- get out of my bed, get out of my life- fall unto my knife. I survived your lethal injection, don’t want to be the object of your affection.

 

I can feel her closing in on me, her split personalities conspiring. I can still hear the rattle of her chatter, the blood splatter of a heart that’s shattered, cloven hooves going pitter patter. I lock the door, she kicks it down. She’s  always there to turn my smile into a frown. I had to leave this fucking town, because she’s still alive, still insane, and always around.

 

Get out of my head- get out of my bed, get out of my life- fall unto my knife. I’m too alive for a funeral procession, I’m not worthy of your obsession. Get out of my head- get out of my bed, get out of my life- fall unto my knife. I’m not in the mood for a flogging session, I don’t want to drown in your depression.

 

She terrifies me in my dreams, my cold sweat awakens me. Quit fucking with me subconsciously.

 

 

Live the Lie

 

Numb the sensation- resist the temptation, a moment of sin equals eternal damnation. You idols are false- your heroes are cowards, hiding behind the promise of your salvation. Do your part- put on your happy face, let’s all join hands and work together slowing down the progress of the human race. Fuck your neighbor- but don’t covet his wife. The pen’s no mightier than a big fucking knife. Defense spending protects your quality of life- living in a police state makes you feel safe, but is it worth giving up your rights?

 

Be grateful for what they have provided you- your liberty, democracy, and other buzz words to blanket the truth, since there is no truth- no one knows of the truth. Speak of it no more- throw it out the door. Pull the wool over your eyes- live the lie. They’ve taken control of the media- provided the sheize that they’re feeding ya- distracting you with colors while misleading ya. Speak out against them, they’ll be beating ya. Bite your tongue, play their game. Don’t make it harder by being the martyr. Put it to rest- let it die- live the lie.

 

Laugh it up the jokes on you, you’re nothing but society’s tool. Look at you- so dumbed down you can’t even wipe your drool. They’ve diverted you with a calculated formula of distraction, rewired you and bypassed your need for human interaction. Safe and protected from your own paranoia, it’s your own government that’s gonna destroy ya.

Your T.V. set will baby sit you- distract you from what’s really going on. Your mind will decay, before too long. No one seems to realize that something is wrong. No one ever seems to read the fine printed line- those tiny letters, such a strain on the eye. Fuck it- just sign on the dotted line.

 

Be grateful for what they have provided you- false hopes and fear tactics protecting us from the truth. Our future leader are our youth, but there’s no hope for the youth- so fuck the youth. You ran out on the youth- so there is no youth. Leave no child behind- live the lie. They’ve tuned into your radio. They’re monitoring your cell phone. They tell you when to stop and go. Straighten up, fly right, and go with the flow. You will sit back. You will enjoy the show. You will because we say so. You will live the lie.

 

Your consumption is your saving grace. You will do it for the economy and the human race. You will put on a happy face. You will live the lie.            

FYMF

 

Fuck yeah motherfucker- let’s bust this shit out.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- twitch and shout.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- we’re going full throttle.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- pass me that bottle.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- let kick this shit into gear.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- open your fucking ears.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- I’m throwing rocks.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- get off of my jock.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- put your face on the ground, wave your legs in the air and dance upside down.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- Alka-Seltzer’s are good for geese.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- get beat up by the police.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- I call bullshit on that.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- go fuck your cat.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- take a flying fuck.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- I hope you get hit by a truck.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- scotch and ale- Irish car bombs- Molotov cocktails.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- cest le vie.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- get the fuck away from me.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- smash your guitar.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- crash a stolen car.

It’s time to destroy, break some shit, and make some noise.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- I spit on you.

Fuck yeah motherfucker- fuck you.

Fuck yeah motherfucker…

 

 

 

 

 

Giovanna

 

Every muscle in my body twitches with desire. I’m lit up like a structure fire. I’m a quivering pile of stripped bolts and sparking wires. I have you locked up in my brain, I hope you’re enjoying your stay. That’s where you shall always remain. Don’t run away- don’t spray me with mace, I just wanted to see your face. Baby, don’t treat me this way.

I’d carry you on my back through mine fields, ‘till my bones crack. I’d be your pet- I’d crawl inside your T.V. set- keep you entertained until I suffocate or starve to death.

 

You chew me up from the inside as if I swallowed a live piranha. Giovanna. You’re all I wanna… Giovanna.

 

I’d remove my own spleen- soak it in gasoline and set it on fire, if you’d be  my queen. I’d pull down my pants in southern France- get arrested and beheaded and snapped out of my trance, if you would only have this dance. Don’t be so shy- don’t run and hide- don’t lock the door- don’t wave bye bye- don’t make me feel like I wanna die. Your silhouette makes me sweat. Don’t say it’s over- it hasn’t even started yet. Don’t make me take a sledgehammer to my head. I’ve got the chills- I’m violently ill- like drinking bottled water from Tijuana.

You’re all I wanna… Giovanna.

If you went blind I’d give you my eyes. You know I’d never tell you lies. Why the fuck won’t you be mine?

 

 

 

 

Right to die

 

Life is for the living- unfair and unforgiving. Brain dead- tube fed. A heap of scabs, puss, and gauze. Propped up on a bed, expired but still rotting on the shelf. No hope of ever being myself. Wide open empty eyes, no vital signs, but it’s not quite the end of life.

 

There’s only one way out. Click on exit cut your losses. No respirator no more doctors, no more drugs. Why can’t you see the vacancy in my eyes? I have the right to stay alive, but I don’t have the right to die.

 

Insurance has run out. My life has ended there is no doubt. I must go against nature- I must go against the final cycle of life. I must go against the grain- I must fight because life is my right.

My closest companion is a machine, I’ve named him “Eugene the Death Support Machine” I think they may have removed my spleen.

 

There is only one way out. Click on cancel, yes cancel- pull the plug. No more tubes- no more doctors- no more drugs. Why must I go through life with  death in my eyes? Fuck my right to life, why don’t I have the right to die?

 

 

 

 

 

 

CURED

 

They called me insane, then they took away my brain. They say I’m much better off now that I’m trephained. No longer starting riots- no longer causing a scene- no longer a threat to society thanks to D.D.T. Snots dripped down my nose, I’ve got such class. At least I’m no longer a pain in anyone else’s ass. I fill up the bed pan, and I drool all over myself. It’s just the price I have to pay for my mental health. They strapped me down, wrists and ankles. Drilled a hole in my fucking head. My body’s still twitching, but my brain is dead. They can’t kill me for being nuts. Only immobilize me and institutionalize me, because we live in such a civilized society.

 

Gimme back my brain or kill me now. I didn’t mean to be such a sad clown. Gimme back my brain or kill me now. I promise I won’t expose myself downtown.

 

So might say it sucks to be me. While I lie in bed with a hole in my head, stare at the wall and pee. Pills are forced down my throat, they put me on I.V. my body is full of bed soars and the orderlies beat me. I’m a hollow shell- expressionless. My eyes stare deep into nothing. Never will I act out again, I’m sedated and serene. Thoughts of my own are never more. I guess that’s better than the thoughts I had before. The out side world will never be burdened by me again. Thanks to western medicine and my evil surgeon.

 

Kill me now or give me back my brain. I was doing fine before you called me insane. Kill me now or give me back my brain. The voices in my head will never sound the same.

 

 

 

 

Smoke Screen

 

Overflowing ashtrays- an ever present yellow haze- counting down the fucking days. Blood splattered on the wall, chunks of brain tissue and bits of skull. Spousal abuse down the hall. Leveled and replaced by a strip mall. The silence of the trees that fall. The rattling chains- contortions and pain. Layers of pavement burry fossilized remains. The rain washes away the blood stains.

 

The glass embedded under my skin- the bones snap under my feet like twigs. The unrest of the demons within. Presumed dead- left behind. The desperate cry of the one who was denied, and left alone to die.

 

The history that will never be seen. The shredded documents and the smoke screen. The forgotten face- the unheard cry. Buried in white paint and gentrified. Documents can be falsified- the truth can be replaced by the lie. The pounding and the screaming and the gun shots down the hall. Turn a deaf ear to it all. If you keep your eyes shut tight, it’s a s if nothing is there. The imperfection of your reflection and your self loathing stare.

 

The glass embedded under my skin- the bones snap under my feet like twigs. The unrest of the demons within. Presumed dead- left behind. The desperate cry of the one who was denied, and left alone to die.

 

The unfulfilled and forgotten dream. The plastic bag that muffles the final scream.          

 

EYES

 

Those eyes are all I see when I close my eyes. Those seductive eyes, those voluptuous eyes. Those eyes that smolder deep down inside. I could drown myself in the endless abyss of those eyes. I want to crawl back to my womb inside of those eyes.

 

Those images of death and blood splatters and bone fragments and violence are blinded by the eclipse of those eyes. When I close my eyes.

 

Those eyes that can lure me into anything they say. Those eyes that gimme the strength to handle what comes my way Those eyes that warp my perception of right and wrong those eyes that miss me when I’ve been gone too long those eyes that rip me apart inside Those eyes that give me somewhere to hide

 

Those noises and voices and screams of fear and dread that rattle around inside my head are drowned out by the siren song of those eyes

 

Those eyes are all I see when I close my eyes those eyes that will never be mine.

 

 

 

 

 

HAPPY

 

If you’re amped up and you know it- let it out. Run amuck fuck shit up scream and shout.

 

Kick a cop in the nuts and run- overdose just for fun- launch a heat seeking missile at the sun.

 

If you’re a turrets case shout it out. Wiener- shitlich-pissfart- butthole- sour kraut.

 

If you’re a paranoid schizophrenic, sociopathic- manic; chew your face off, have a seizure, wreak some havoc.

 

If you’re a pyromaniac let it burn, you crazy mother fucker let it burn.

 

Turn your frown upside down, rip your head off- kick it around just to see if it makes a squishy sound.

 

If you’re agoraphobic- stay inside. If you’re on my hit list- run and hide.

 

If you’re some big shot record label offering us 5% in exchange for our souls- eat a dick.

 

I said eat a dick.