It's the Mutha Fuckin Shit
Gotta get a hit of it!
Hit it like a Muthafucker
Marihuana toilet paper
Marihuana Clothes
Marihuana Gasoline
The kind that burns clean
Marihuana Forestation
Marihuana machine
Marihuana medication
Marihuana protein
Der Sheist
Sam
Thought that you were class
just crass
and so crafty with a stick way up your ass
what sadistic wit
with words to cut and mock so quick
like flies on shit
MS.Cool Bitch on the scene
I dear say, what a lovely voice
God save the Queen
Now that God is dead
I guess we'll bow to her
at least inside her head
-what I said
Musical Warfare
Baby, this is musical warfare,
crying out to be heard
there's disease in the changes
systematical murder
this is kids getting slaughtered
it's a serial killer
who's got your good rock and roll?
And Baby, this is grief machinery
it's the weapon of sound,
got my heavy artillery
break out the negative energy
Baby here is conspiracy
baby baby
who's got your good rock and roll?
cuz we've got your good rock and roll!
Baby, this is musical warfare
and the enemy is you
march around in the rhythms
it's the smashing of atoms
and the beating of ear drums
and the killing of millions
cuz we've got your good rock and roll!
Psycho Mike
Insane, crazy insane
Mike pulls out his gun it starts to rain
Get Down! Get Get Get Down!
Boogie all night long? I don't think so-
hit the ground and crawl for cover
cause you can't beat Mike on the draw
the man is ill and blood will spill
Like wasted alcohol- the army tried to stop him
but by then it was too late
and people started dropping like bombs and flies
when Psycho Mike went Straight Edge
when Psycho Mike went straight
So high
used to be so high
and that was okay cause Mike's that kind of guy
but when he quit, he stone cold quit
alcohol, tobacco and sex and drugs
shit just hit the fan and he filled Marty full of holes
I really wish he'd change his mind
and smoke a couple bowls
instead he'd rather snuff out assholes that he loves to hate
he gave up booze for killing folks
when Psycho Mike went Straight Edge
when Psycho Mike went straight
Don’t Bury Me
dont bury me
just pretend I'm passed out
just cuz I'll never move anymore
don't mean I'm not your friend anymore
drop me out of a window,
check mike out he's so mello... funny guy
he don't care anymore,
got upset or complain anymore
don't bum no cigerettes anymore,
or spill beer on the floor anymore
and you don't have to share anymore
with a man who's not there anymore
run me over,
just pretend I'm a bump in the road
just a big bag of trash in the road,
not somebody you love
use my mouth as an ashtray,
carve designs in my skin
rip my guts out and stuff me like pie,
scrape my lungs out for resin, get high
but don't bury me
no no no no no
how does one manage to stay so damn still is he dead?
