s cool to be kind Of had a laugh About a half a million famed autographs I?m one of your dedicated staff Now it?s cool to be kind There came an anvil
[Lips, Reiner, Allison, Dickson] Punch the clock Don't be late Wear a tie Stand up straight Labour for money Money for rent Paying the bills Is how
Searching for a place to hide Running from those you've defied Forsaking the land of the free Leaving American policy Trying to make a change Hoping
Resentment and anger gnaw at your mind Just like disease that makes you go blind Vengeance and hatred fill your soul When getting even is your only goal
You give me love everynight I'm the one that does it right At your place in the dark You get down and leave your mark In the morning you're still awake
Chains of death have been unleashed Ripped and tattered stricken from hell Sold my soul but the contract's been breached Entering humanity from death
Having long hair did it to you Getting on my back on rubbing it too Since that day you've had to pay Just wanting to get me, get me for a lay Your blonde
Big business, it's all around Big business, let's bring it down Big business, the FDA Big business, the placebo way Big business, Nike shoes Big business
There were two young boys with a murderous plan frustrated with their lives Evil thoughts went through their heads like a thousand knives No one thought
Slap shot sucker shot Down on your knees Skate to the face You're gouged and you bleed Tussle and muscle Flare like a rocket Goon squad hired hit A buck
Jets lift off Armed to go Sights lock on Targets below Objects marked Cue bomb bay Pull the trigger Bombs away Say your last goodbyes We're coming to
One step ahead, they're on your tail Live or dead you're skipping bail Over your shoulder, no time to stop You're getting bolder watch out for a cop
Living in opposition, drawing lines in the sand We all have a point of view in the freedom of our land If it's not your colour it's the thoughts within
Well alright! Living off the money of misery It's a dog eat dog mentality The corporate world is a pocket bleeder Better watch out for the bottom feeder
Tie me down you mean old bag Wrench the ropes down leave no sag Crack the whip across my back I love your hot and nasty attack Oh bondage I'm uptight
When you bite the hand that feeds Destructive forces out to get you When you can't fulfill your needs You can't achieve what you want to [Chorus:] Burning
Watch me drive my bushpig Watch me part the pines Four by four couldn't take more Any hill to climb Drive her with a split shift Drive her up a tree
Your mouth is bigger Than a two car garage An assault to my ears A verbal barrage Your point of view is nowhere Nowhere like you Your attitude stinks
