You know that one of these mornings
That I'm going to wake up sober
And still I keep asking the question
Where the hell did last year go
Time really flies when you're wasting it
Time really flies when it's wasting you
I got a million messages
That are on my telephone
And none of them says a thing
No, not to me
Time really flies when you're wasting it
Time really flies when it's wasting you
You know that I went from A to B
To find there's nothing to C
I thought opportunity was knocking
But it was just the police looking for me
Time really flies when you're wasting it
Time really flies when it's wasting you
You know that one of these mornings
That I'm going to wake up sober
You know that one of these mornings
It sure as fuck ain't today
Solve all your problems just like the wild, Wild West
Eye for an eye leaves us all blinded
Another blood trail, the end of the tale
The last man standing can claim his prize
Gunfire in the night, call the police
Gunfire in the night, it’s murder
Gunfire in the night, it’s no surprise
Gunfire in the night, a nation under the gun
God, guns, and guts made this country what it is
American roulette with every chamber loaded
Inadequacies fulfilled, people getting killed
Small soldiers on the march in your neighborhood
Gunfire in the night, call the police
Gunfire in the night, it’s murder
Gunfire in the night, it’s no surprise
Gunfire in the night, a nation under the gun
The militia of the paranoid invades your living room
NRA members comfort the victim's family
You’ve got a DMZ in your own backyard
Your very own home theater of war
Gunfire in the night, call the police
Gunfire in the night, it’s murder
Gunfire in the night, it’s no surprise
Gunfire in the night, a nation under the gun
Beautiful, beautiful bulimic girl
See her face on a magazine
She's got the perfect coke rail figure
She's the envy of the scene
She's so pretty
It's enough to make you sick
Beautiful, beautiful bulimic girl
See her face on a magazine
She doesn't worry about cholesterol
When she's going through withdrawal
If you think it's better than sex
It's because you're fucking stupid
She's so pretty
It's enough to make you sick
Beautiful, beautiful bulimic girl
Pedophile fantasies in fashion magazines
She's got that beautiful death camp style
On your TV with a smile
She's got the figure you want to die for
Abs of steel, brains of shit
Urban war, urban terror
Urban chaos, civil war
Madness, madness is the mantra
Screaming out disorder
Fall apart now, fall apart now
An empire in decline
See it on your TV screen
Convincing us we’re doing fine
They can sell you the rope in which to hang them
Because they’ve got you convinced that it’s your leash
It’s just a boot in your face for the rest of your life
And you choose the fashion because you’ve seen it on TV
The old world fades into the burning sun
The everlasting golden dawn
Urban war, urban terror
Urban chaos, civil war
Madness, madness is the mantra
Screaming out disorder
Police force, excessive force
Brutality’s reality
See it on your TV screen
Convincing us we’re doing fine
Urban war, urban terror
Urban chaos, civil war
Madness, madness is the mantra
Screaming out disorder
Fall apart now, fall apart now
Out of chaos, order
Fall apart now, fall apart now
New World disorder
Look outside and watch the day break in two
One for the rich, one for you
We’re all mesmerized by this theater of pain
But the actors aren’t acting; I’m getting eyestrain
Can you swallow your pride, do you think you will choke
Listen to the laughter without a joke
There is a time in which all things will past
A time to laugh, a time to die
Step outside into the wilderness
To see the hellscape stretched to the horizon
The land of hope and gory, the aborted rebirth
Mother Mary is a crack whore; the church pimps us all
The other day I had a sacrilegious experience
Watching Jesus of Sweden feed the 5000
They’ve scrambled the cosmic egg, now forever French toast
Some will have, and other have not
Time use to fly now it just crawls away
To lie in the corner taking up space
And I still don’t know why the sea is boiling hot
Toxic waste and a mad, mad hatter
Step outside into the wilderness
To see the hellscape stretched to the horizon
Land of disorder, land of treason
Land of the free and the dead
In a room full of chaos
It was once a quiet room
Broken glass and furniture
Broken dreams and promises
That where I first met you
In white room, with black curtains
Walk a cross to the station
Don’t be late for the train
I met a man who was full of chaos
He was once a quiet man
Now sits out in the park
And screams out loudly after dark
He sold his soul to the devil
He’d seen it on a infomercial
Now he gets all he wanted
At twenty-five percent interest
I saw a child who was full of chaos
He was once a quiet child
Now he’s wild and kind of feral
He lived to close to ground zero
He lived inside of a broken machine
Coin operated, correct change only
We went broke trying to make it work
Greedy machine just got richer
I had a dream of burning children
In a distant foriegn land
I felt so proud of technology
A viagra induced man
In a room full of chaos
That’s where we first made love
In a room full of chaos
I find myself all alone
My train of thought’s been crashed
My house of cards has just burned down
And the ace has been made a joker
My queen of hearts has hit me with a club
I’m going to burn
yeah I’m on fire
i’m going to burn
with love like napalm
you know you’re going to hell
when your soulmate sells their soul
and when you thought you were getting closer
it’s just another head on collision
i’ve been fucked with and discarded
just like another used rubber
i’m at war with myself
And I salute you with tears
Dead friends
And dead soul
Spirit of the night
Pain numbs more pain
Like hooks in flesh
house of chaos house of pain
cold like marble in your veins
A park where no children play
house of chaos house of evil
Your fist of stone and iron will
Are all just sand and rust with time
House of chaos I call home
the land of shit and honey
Fist of stone and iron will
A spike in your arm like Jesus
Cooking up the last supper
Unholy communion
Bad seed’s, flowers of evil
There’s a death in the poppy fields
Somewhere over the rainbow
When you’re fucked up deep inside
And can not cry because of pride
The house of chaos home sweet home
Drag me down, oh drag me down
Misery loves company
The monkey on your back
Is fucking you in the ass
House of chaos funeral pyre
To your own mother you are a liar
Those pretty flowers on your grave
Those pretty flowers all in vein
Got off at Nollendorf platz
To meet up with that Berlin girl
She’s the girl for discipline
A stern ungentle lover
Wild and crazy Berlin girl
All dressed up in leather
Hang out with that Berlin girl
Church burning, ass kickin’
wild and crazy Berlin girl
Pentagrams on her chest
Beautiful Berlin girl
She left the east for the west
Beautiful Berlin girl
a Veronica Mosser fantasy
Berlin girl Berlin girl
I’m worshipping at your feet
Berlin girl Berlin girl ich wünsche Sie, ich wünsche Sie
Berlin girl Berlin girl I want you, I want you
Berlin girl Berlin girlich wünsche Sie, ich wünsche Sie
Berlin girl Berlin girl I want you, I want you
I met you at the kit kat club
I fell to worship your feet
Oh Berlin girl, oh Berlin girl
Pull chain tonight
Took her to a punk rock show
Turned out to be an emo show
So she cracked a bottle over the singers head
So we went to a quiet bar instead
Hanging with the Berlin girl
There could be no other
Wild and crazy Berlin girl
All dressed up in leather
Berlin girl Berlin girl
Purring at the kit Kat club
Berlin girl, Berlin girl
Drinking absinthe out your shoe
I’m worshipping at your feet
wild and crazy Berlin girl
I’ll never make it to Koln on time
Berlin girl Berlin girl ich wünsche Sie, ich wünsche Sie
Berlin girl Berlin girl I want you, I want you
Berlin girl Berlin girlich wünsche Sie, ich wünsche Sie
Berlin girl Berlin girl I want you, I want you
I met you at the kit kat club
I fell to worship your feet
I was your yours to command
With the little German I understand
You said “Essen Sie die Scheiße”
And then I ran away
Berlin girl,berlin girl,
You scare me
I just can not fucking believe
Just how stupid we’ve all become
Blinded with blood in our eyes
Time to wake up and smell the BUSHit
KILL
The NYPD are not my heroes
The true American Taliban
Join in the self fellating circle jerk
Milk it for everything that it’s worth
HATE
They’re all mother fuckers , they’re all cocksuckers
They’re all mother fuckers , they’re all cocksuckers
They’re all mother fuckers , they’re all cocksuckers
Uber Staat Alles
Another war declared on a concept
Look at the success of the war on drugs
Can’t tell the news from reality
When Riefenstahl’s making movies again
HATE
I just can not fucking believe
Just how stupid we’ve all become
The repetition of USA, USA
Is like getting involved in someone else’s civil war
KILL
IN COLD BLOOD
It started out a day just like any other
How were we to know it would end with murder?
Death by police under investigation
Verdict reached inconclusive
IN COLD BLOOD
It’s called the homicide squad how ironic
When they get away with it, it makes me sick
No such thing as self defense from the police
You’re a murderer he’s a dead hero
IN COLD BLOOD
It started out a day just like any other
How were we to know it would end with murder?
Death by police under investigation
Verdict reached inconclusive
IN COLD BLOOD
If convicted he might lose his job
If you’re convicted you might lose your life
Why do you think we say fuck the police?
Why do you think we say die pig die?
I’m always awake
When the city’s asleep
And the bar closes down
As I’m opening up
How ya gonna close at 2:AM
The sun’s not up and I still am
And I’m always awake when the city’s asleep
I’m always asleep when the city’s awake
I’m always awake
When the city’s asleep
And the people of the night
Are making so much noise
So we broke another ordinance
It’s just another law that makes no sense
And I’m always awake when the city’s asleep
I’m always asleep when the city’s awake
I’m always awake
When the city’s asleep
Creating criminals of boredom
For acting naturally
The laws aren’t based in reality
If they’re trying to police my morality
And I’m always awake when the city’s asleep
I’m always asleep when the city’s awake
Martyrs die
Children cry
Politicians fuck and kill
The Middle East
The Midwest
To be young and dead
Bricks and bullets
Monsters and trucks
Stadium death spectacular
Burned out cities
Third world poverty
Tourist traps on the other side of town
The year of the locust
Headless chickens come home to roost
In the year of the locust
We are the living dead
Fast foods
Fast cars
Slow death in America
God and country
Oil and drugs
Wage everlasting war
The year of the locust
Headless children come home to roost
In the year of the locust
We are the living dead
Blood money
Bleed world bleed
IMF terrorism
Sins of the flesh
Sins of the father
Sins of mother church
The year of the locust
Headless chickens come home to roost
In the year of the locust
We are the living dead
Martyrs die
Children cry
Politicians fuck and kill
Gods on fire
A funeral pyre
Goodbye to the late great planet earth
The year of the locust
Headless children come home to roost
In the year of the locust
We are the living dead