D.O.A. [Punk Rock]

lock your doors, lock it tight it's the new immoral right they wanna cleanse the home of the brave for the master race of the usa it's so beautiful on the street you won't know them like a pack of wolves in sheeps' clothing spreading wide, spreading far not just another false alarm it's so beautiful america -- i got my bible america -- i got my handgun america -- now i'm ready america -- home of the brave america - and the home of the slaves america -- now i'm ready but are you?

all the prison walls we won't let them stand i got to burn them down. up against the wall - there's no way they won't make me go there's no way no one judges me there's no way nobody wants them all the prison walls - burn it down. we won't let them stand - burn it down i got to burn them down - burn it down

the cops are kickin' in the door at 5. everyone was wasted out of their minds. wake up boy, let's see some i.d. guess it's deportation time for me. another murder in hollywood. why won't you tell use what the hassle's about. i'm half asleep, an' now i'm freakin' out. what's that you say, there's a murder down below. it happens every day in the land of snow. another murder in hollywood. in hollywood, there's murders everyday, macho men killing all the gays. street gangs fight until the end. ripoff dealers kill their friends. crazy cops, kill for kicks. psycho city has them in grips. life is cheap

I'm sitting here with a sharpened blade. sitting here with a loaded guns. with my back to the sun just waiting for you. waiting for you. just waiting for you. waiting for you. i'm still waiting for you

you call us weirdos, you call us crazy. you say we're evil, you say we're lazy. you say we're just the violent type. kinda dumb not too bright. [Chorus:] we don't care what you say - fuck you! we don't care what you say - fuck you! you tell your friends that we're really sick. short hair fags on a commie trip. you should know cause your so cool. number one, nobody's fool [Chorus] so come on man, ya better jump right in. this is one game that everybody's in. don't care where ya been, don't care how ya look. it's hell fire man, ya really gotta cook. [Chorus] fuck you!

i don't really care, what they say i don't really care, what they do i just know i'm sick of this crowd and of you the cops they took me and beat me blue it wasn't what i was or what i do it was just being alive i took a chance on the other side got off this downhill slide stopped wasting my time had a dream saw a scheme saw a man hang on a beam next thing was, i woke up screaming it wasn't what i was, or what i do it wasn't anything to do with you it was just, not dreaming

you lie, you love to lie. bull and brag, screw around chorus: liar for hire-do anything. liar for hire-use anything. liar for hire-do anything. liar for hire. get out, get out, gotta get you out. get you out of here, get rid of you. nobody wants you, nobody needs you, nobody's gonna die for you. nobody wants you, nobody needs you, nobody's gonna die or you (chorus) backwards: jerry falwell eats shit at the foot of the devil and loves it! you just cut, cut yourself off, you don't count, count anymore. you were a friend, i trusted you, i trusted you, trust no more (chorus)

You just can't mold me
I'll be what I wanna be
And I'll see what I wanna see
Even if two plus two you means three you can't hold me
You know my name
You got my number
I'm just a somethin'
You wanna put under
When I'm a walkin'
Down the empty street
You put up a barrier
That I have to meet
You send me a message
You want me to stop
The things I'm takin'
From what you got
Your talk-talk-a-talkin'
Bout what I do
But ya better stop pushin'
Or it'll be all over for you

apartment walls, halls are small government building site much too small, these tiny boxes won't let me out these tiny boxes are remote it's a screaming mess television city dream robot's eyes gleam in your future dream it's not fate or change it's the money in the bank burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks it's a screaming mess and i am the prisoner, prisoner, prisoner it's not fate or chance kick some body in the face burn their timber and gather their bricks drive'em into the fire, the bloody dicks

shut it down! we're tired, yeah, tired of workin'. yeah, workin' for nothin'. we all want, what we got comin'. all we need is a break, come on take a break. everything is not all right and there's no end in sight. you can call it, whatcha like. come on, stand up for your rights. stand up, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. we been out, breakin' our backs. been out workin' gettin' no slack. all week long, payin' those bills. that's just the people, that still got a job. what about the rest of us, on the soupline. stand up, stand, stand and unite. it's time for a general strike. stand up, stand and unite. it's time!!!

race riot, don't buy it, kkk don't even try it. race riot, don't buy it we don't want that crap. no-no-no. pigs an' sticks on the street, they won't listen so they gotta go.

time to make a stand time to have our say don't buckle under get in the way 'cause there's many ears to listen and many hands to help time to wake them up and give the liars hell [Chorus:] when your face the storm you won't stand alone we'll all fight back with every stone not just for yourdelf we do it for all reach out for our help you won't stand alone they'll line you up to listen in front of tv and make you feel lucky 'cause you've something to eat and you'll pee in a jar just to keep your job unless you're downsized like another useless cog [Chorus:] they climb the corporate ladder they take the kickback they'd sell out their memories they can go to hell [Chorus:]

[Chorus:] it's groundhog day come out of your hole it's groundhog day stick your head up you finally come out but you see your shadow you're afraid of the crowd so you run and hide [Chorus:] you circle around you start to shiver i wonder why you came out at all [Chorus:] give it chance step out your hole your lack of spine is keeping us cool [Chorus:]

i take a look now, i take a look back at how i was shut up, yeah, i followed the pack i learned that, i wasn't up to specs i was disappointing, i was circumspect [Chorus:] mommy mommy you always thought i was useless daddy daddy i'll never be your extension mommy mommy i always got in the way daddy daddy i'll never live, live up to that i'm sorry i ain't no doctor or lawyer i'm sorry i ain't no big boss wanker i guess there was too much direction i guess there was too much correction [Chorus:] ain't it funny, i love what you hate ain't it funny, you loathe what i know is great

what is god, well i don't know it what is faith, they try hard to sow it what are lies, i think i've heard them from the preachers cross, i think he burned them what is hate, is it a holy war you can get it anytime, they've got it stored what is dogma, just step in line so it can blind you by design [Chorus:] if there's god why does he sit on his butt instead of saving the devoted he just spawns fanatical nuts torture and murder keep the world spinnin' 'round if there's god he's fallen down i look a little, god's work is disturbing i look a little more, i see his flock hurting i look a little harder, i see a child tortured by a devotee who's become a vulture i watch them bow to the devotion i watch them kill the dissention i watch them force their blindness, their blindness on you [Chorus:]

world falls apart, falls apart there's a mean streak in the air it's a hearttlessness that's being taught you read and hear about it and the safety net that's being dropped there's an old man rotting in a wheelchair there's a single mom with two starving kids there's an abused girl who ran away and they havee all hit the skids our world falls apart in vancouver ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart you can sleep in a dumpster and eat from a garbage can they're used to be jobs now there's a food bank man i never met anybody who wanted nothin' i never met anybody who wanted to be a victim i never met anybody who wanted to be kicked but i sure know a lot of scapegoats our world falls apart in toronto ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart they call it justice it's a phony war that nobody wins you can't throw a bandaid at poverty's kin it's a phony war that nobody wins there's a bureaucart who's trying to save his ass there's a politician who wants to look tough there's a tv station that helps to spin the lies and dying people who got it too rough our world falls apart in montreal ain't no compassion, just pawns in the game in montreal we all fall apart on the eastside our world falls apart, falls apart

we're gonna tell you what to do we're gonna tell you where to be we're gonna tell you who you should know we're gonna tell you where to go [Chorus:] i won't do it - yes you will you can't make me - yes we can i won't do it - yes you will it's a brainwash brainwash, brainwash it's a brainwash we will make you believe we will make you crawl inside we will make you twist and vomit we will make you wish you were dead [Chorus:] we have to run your life we have to take your soul we have to crush your spirit we have to have control i got no choice - no you don't i got no right - no you don't i got no choice - no you don't [Chorus:]

all the goodness packed in a can it's a retrial harvest with a forever lifespan a modern miracle worthy of praise you could leave it outside for a couple more days let it crust over 'til a good rubbery skin adds texture to keep the juices locked in then before long, with a bit of luck you'll be chewing on your protein hockey puck throw it up in the air place it in your underwear i'm not trying to be rude just remember - it's not really good food, it's a term they use they're trying to confuse, abuse us delude us into thinking what comes in the can is made of beef or ham packed by uncle spam for consumption for the founction of selling carp found on killing floors yeah, i'm a carnivore but waste waste lost it's meaning by concealing not revealing that it's not really good food, it's a term they use they're trying to confuse, abuse us delude us into thinking smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat smeat

saddle up for frontier justice hang'em high on the dusty plain make no mistake friend the outlaws will come back again yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!!!!!!!! they killed the natives and they killed each other they shot them in the back too many to keep track the used a six-gun that's how the west was won so i went way out west to feel the legend so i pulled into a truckadero i saw garth brooks with some lonesome steer but they wouldn't let me lynch that yuppie cowboy that really left a tear in my beer i said where's ringo and jesse james where's wyatt earp and john wayne where's clint eastwood and lorne green i'd like to meet them all way down in abilene they would make a stand, like the rifleman he would shoot them down with a shotgun in his hand if they gone wacko like the ones in waco so pass me a bilbe and cross of rio grando so they threw me out of the truckadero while garth brooks rode that lonesome steer they said they loved yuppie cowboy that really left a tear in my beer home, home on the range where the deer and the antelope play where seldom is heard a discouraging word and the skies are not clously all day these plastic cowboys wouldn't stand a chance against the vigilantes from old montana they'd be swinging from an old pine tree they'd mess their pants and their boots would fill with pee they don't know the james gang or doc holiday if they met sitting bull they would run away and if they met geronimo that would be the end and little annie oakley would shoot'em in the head these phoneys never crossed the red river they never got clse to ann margaret's liver or the chisholm trial on a cattle drive a thounsand head of steer, oh my gawd

it don't matter that you'd like to see me yeah, you'd like to see me die I know that you wanna squash my spirit but i'm gonna let my spirit fly and it don't matter that's my blood my blood you'd like to spill 'cause it won't stop me from fighting i'll keep crawling up the hill [Chorus:] you can't walk over me you work me, try to make me bleed i'll stand in your way, everyday & every way 'cause you can't walk over me I only need one good reason one good reason to stick around there's no use trying to find me i've dissapeared underground 'til I sneak above the surface an' throw a wrench in the works you wanna make an example out of me it won't work, it just won't work [Chorus:] I know you got my file and you're closing in on fire but I got, I got to warn you there's a lot of us than you, you can see [Chorus:]

i got a noose around my neck it's gettin' tight as it can get the floor is dropping but i can't quit get this noose off my neck i'm not ready to die i got a noose around my neck i keep on running but i meet the dead and the dead, they are my friends get this noose off my neck it won't catch me this time yeah, i'm swinging now dangling above the ground my feet are six feet in the air and i'm losing breath swingin' 'round and 'round i know what i got to do get this noose off my neck the hangman's head is looking black my friend are dead, can't bring them back get this rope of my neck it won't catch me this time