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When it first happened
It was nice It was sweet
Now it's getting older
And were finding that it's not so sweet
Smiles growing cold
Perfumes getting stale
I can see it in your eyes
All the lies
And alibis
I can see it in your eyes
All the lies
And alibis
Happiness together honey
There's just no way
Our love has seen much better days
It's over now
Yes it's gone
No one's at fault
No one's wrong
I can see it in your eyes
All the lies
And alibis
I can see it in your eyes
All the lies
And alibis
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like a wolf
in sheep's' clothing
or a snake
in the grass
i've got
six bullets
the first could be your last
my mind is hazy
and when they catch me
they'll say i'm crazy
you put me down
you brushed me off
stepped on
pushed and shoved
i'll show you
i've had enough
under the gun
nowhere to run
under the gun
nowhere to run
my brain
is starting to squeek
i'm so tense and tight
i can't even speak
pissed off
someone's gotta die,tonight
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In a sluggish Economy
Inflation, Recession
Hits the land of the free
Standing in unemployment lines
blame the government
for hard times
we just get by
however we can
we all gotta duck when the shit hits the fan
10 kids in a cadillac
stand in line for welfare checks
let's all leach off the state
gee! the money is really great!
soup lines
free loaves of bread
5lb blocks of cheese
bags of groceries
social security
has run out on you and me
we do whatever we can
gotta duck when the shit hits the fan
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use them when you're sad
use them when you're mad
use them when you're happy
use them on your dad
bad words
they come in all shapes
they come in all sizes
from the tough
to the weak
they're not words you want to speak
bad words
they come in all shapes
they come in all sizes
from the rich
to the poor
they're not words you want to use anymore
bad words
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red blanket room
tubes in your arms
where do they go?
tubes up the nostrils
god only knows
evryone there
looks pathetic
life or death
only takes a minute
I ate drano
what did you do?
he shot junk
she drank glue
how about you?
pills and booze
do it everytime
real smooth trip
suicide
86'd
you've gone under
lights go out
things get darker
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won't fit,can't conform
i'll allways be the same
hateful eyes glate to say
I refuse to be tame
no way to get ahead
in a losers' race
where no one wins
they draft no master plan
just punishing pain
from the damned
no options
to accept
we've got opinions
we wanna express
no way to get ahead
in a losers' race
where no one wins
they draft no master plan
just punishing pain
from the damned
outlaws,renegades
with nothing left to save
there's no tomorrow
there's no today
no reward stands in our way
gotta high price on our heads
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coup d'éat (x4)
the government gets overthrown
a sudden force,a major blow
over out,the new comes in
coup d'éat
give me a bomb
a molotov
it's a coup d'état!
the generalisimo sets up shop
step out of line
your neck's on the block
armies marching through the streets
dressed so sharp,dressed so neat
coup d'état (twice)
a push from the left and a shove from the right
it's all plaaned up,we'll do it tonight
first the president then his wife
we'll take them for ranson
or take their lives
attack their embassy
they are our enemies
el presidente smokes cigars
whoever he does not like
he shoots or put behind bars
coup d'état (twice)
kill all
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overheard drunks
sitting in bars
talking 'bout sex
talking 'bout cars
talking 'bout football
women at lunch
they just keep talking
but don't say much
i'm a product of my environment
my vocabularies like licking the gutter
words that cut so sharp
cuts like a hot knife through butter
not my fault
but then again
schools and teachers were never my friends
nothing's wrong with a little education
but i don't need a new vocation
i'm a product of my environment
things that occur
events take place
that will wipe
the smile right off your face
freeways,trafic,smog,
movies,theatres,
lines of people,
markets and banks
who the hell i'm i supposed to thank??
i'm a product of my environment
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fading vision of a life unlived
you don't regret a single thing you did
don't wanna push the button
don't wanna be dead
just got to feed the creature inside your head
no no no you got no brains
in that thick skull
the rats of reality have eaten them all
one more hit down the left field wall
can't see what's real or fantasy at all
still have your imorals
but they're hidden today
it doesn't matter ,your brains in decay
[chorus]
fought the real ones,illusions too
so depressed,don't know what to do
forget about angels ,devils as well
there's only you and all the rats in hell
[chorus]
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where did they get my name?
It's allways just the same
junk mail junk mail
i think i'll change address
i'm not a resident,i'm not an occupant
junk mail junk mail (twice)
guess what i got today?
envelopes i'll throw away
pamphlets,nrochures on clothes
samples,tampons,nylon hose
junk mail junk mail
send it back from where it was send,
they must take me for an idiot
thay can have it i don't want it
they can keep it,i don't need a
junk mail junk mail
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{A medley-punk version of the following smashing pop-songs:
Along Comes Mary
Close To You
Afternoon Delight
Having My Baby
Love Will Keep Us Together
D-I-V-O-R-C-E}
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