*I Want Something More

going through a world of sad debris
regard quixotic reveries of ownership
the blossoming disease of man called tenure and accretion
the ancient western treadmill of deception and derision
but I want something more

racing through a life of tragic wastage
I experience the loss of trust and innocence
the billowing cyclone of time has blown away our reasons
as we trudge like blind men forward trying to avoid collision
but I want something more


*Markovian Process

you will all say that I am surely crazy
only an unrepentant pessimist whose thoughts should be detained
but facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime
and they're not religion, they're for everyone
and signify the times
today is a window, tomorrow the landscape
all you need to do is take a look outside
to know what we're bound to face
the level of disparity
the common man
the manner of destruction of the native land
the poverty of reprisal from all involved
and the scathing trajectory from the past
markovian process lead us not in vain
prove to our descendants what we did to them
then make us go away.


*In So Many Ways

I can see the shadows on the wall
Drifting as the leaves start to fall
Unfazed by rugosity, the objects yield to gravity
And depict the destiny of us all

No one really knows why we die
No one gets a break so we try
Ignoring mortality, we worship mediocrity
And wait to see what happens up on high

In so many ways we live to follow the sun
In so many ways we exalt and fail as one
In so many ways we want so bad to be done
In so many ways we show our pain in unison

Something in you is busy counting days
Catapulting you through the haze
Blind to virtuosity, ignorant of your sanctity
Revealing you, in so many ways

In so many ways we live to follow the sun
In so many ways we tend to rise and fall as one
In so many ways we want so bad to be done
In so many ways we show our pain in unison


*Recipe For Hate

Can't you feel it, can't you see
the promise of prosperity
it's overwhelming you and me
it afflicts us like a disease

ubiquitous, compelling too
we cling to you like crazy glue
and inject such a potent seed
it's best for all humanity

the spread of culture
the sword of progress
the vector of sufferage
a warm and septic breeze
the pomp and elation
the duty and vocation
the blood of the hybrid
It's just a recipe

Re-living our ancestry
the frightful lack of harmony
our forefathers who lead the way
their victims are still here today

now its time to erase
the story of our bogus fate
our history as it's portrayed
it's just a recipe for hate

hate


*Punk Rock Song

have you been to the desert?
have you walked with the dead?
there's a hundred thousand children
being killed for their bread
and the figures don't lie
they speak of human disease
but we do what we want
and we think what we please
have you lived the experience?
have you witnessed the plague?
people making babies
sometimes just to escape in this land of competition
the compassion is gone
yet we ignore the needy
and we keep pushing on
we keep pushing on
this is just a punk rock song
written for the people who can see something's wrong
like ants in a colony
we do our share but there's so many other
fuckin' insects out there
and this is just a punk rock song
(like workers in a company we do our share
but there's so many other fuckin' robots out there)
have you visited the quagmire?
have you swam in the shit? the party conventions and the real politik
the faces always different
the rhetoric the same but we swallow it
and we see nothing change nothing has changed
10 million dollars on a losing campaign
20 million starving and writhing in pain
big strong people unwilling to give
small in vision and perspective one in five kids
below the poverty line
one population runnin' out of time


*American Jesus

I don't need to be a global citizen
because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm a member of a growing populace
we enforce our popularity

There are things that
seem to pull us under and
there are things that drag us down

But there's a power and a vital prescence
that's lurking all around

we've got the american jesus
see him on the interstate
we've got the american jesus
he helped build the president's estate

I feel sorry for the earth's population
cause so few live in the USA
at least the foreigners can copy our morality
they can visit but they cannot stay
only precious few can garner the prosperity
it makes us walk with renewed confidence
We've got a place to go when we die
and the architect resides right here

we've got the american jesus
bolstering thier ship of faith
we've got the american jesus
overwhelming millions every day

he's the farmer's barren fields
the force the army wields
expressions on the faces of the starving millions
the power of the man
the fuel that drives the clan
he's the motive and the conscience
of the murder
he's the preacher on t.v.
the false sincerity
the form letter that's written
by the big computers
the nuclear bombs
and the kids with no moms
and I'm fearful that
he's inside me
yeah

we've got the american jesus
see him on the interstate
we've got the american jesus
exercising his authority

we've got the american jesus
bolstering thier ship of faith
we've got the american jesus
overwhelming millions every day

One Nation Under God


*Come Join Us

so you say you gotta know why the world goes 'round
and you can't find the truth in the things you've found
and you're scared shitless 'cuz evil abounds
come and join us

well I heard you were looking for a place to fit in
full of adherent people with the same objective
a family to cling to and call brethren
come and join us

all we want to do is change your mind
all you need to do is close your eyes

so come and join us
come and join us
come and join us

don't you see the trouble that most people are in
and that they just want you for their own advantage
but I swear to you we're different from all of them
come and join us
I can tell you are lookin' for a way to live
where truth is determined by consensus
full of codified arbitrary directives
come and join us
all we want to have is your small mind
turn it into one of our own kind
you can go through life adrift and alone
desperate, desolate, on your own
but we're lookin' for a few more stalwart clones
so come and join us
come and join us
come and join us

we've got spite and dedication as a vehement brew
the world hates us, well we hate them too
but you're exempted of course if you
come and join us
independent, self-contented, revolutionary
intellectual, brave, strong and scholarly
if you're not one of them, you're us already so
come and join us


*Bad Religion

see my body, it's nothing to get hung about.
I'm nobody except genetic runaround.
spiritual era's gone, it ain't comin' back.
bad religion, a cabal, that is all that's left.
hey Mr. Mind, stop wasting my time,
with your factory precision.
factory precision is your
bad religion, too good to take.
indecision, it's not too late.
bad religion, bad religion.
ay!
don't you know the place you live's a piece of shit?
don't you know blind faith in life will conquer it?
don't you know responsibility is ours?
I don't care a think about eternal fires.
listen this time, it's more than a rhyme,
it's your indecision.
your indecision is your
bad religion, too good to take.
indecision, it's not too late.
bad religion, too good to take.
indecision, it's not too late.
bad religion, bad religion,
bad religion.


*Million Days

when you're sitting alone
frown and groan over your bad day
when you're laughing with peers
forget your years, then be on your way
but don't forget, all the while
that you've crossed the social mile
and a million days is worth one good laugh
but don't forget, all the while
that you've crossed the social mile
and a million days is worth one good laugh.


*Walk Away

Shut of the t.v and peel off them Sunday gloves
And I'll stain the clean that you've been counting
Old Mr. Fletcher passed by here today
After forty years of toil he just up and walked away
Fantastic the panic that showed in his eyes
He shrugged when I asked him about it
He said, "Young man pay heed, you listen well to what I say
Now there comes a time for a man to walk away"
Walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade
On my way I'll sure take some time
And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind
He passed by again and he was shivering from cold
I'm not sure but I think that he was trying
He told me about the weather and something old to pay
"But tomorrow," he said, "I'm gonna surely walk away"
Walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade
On my way I'll take my sweet time
And burn all the bridges that I'm leaving behind
Walk away, walk away, I'll be a parade
And I'll be determined that no one shall dissuade


*Kerosene

Everywhere I look I see
exclusive, huddled,
uninviting
shelter is a privelege
of the sane and competent

kerosene keeps me warm
I'm alone to watch it burn
kerosene

Exposure is a pitiful and pointless way of dying
Before it gets me
I'll build a funeral pyre

I'm a man
and my dignity won't wait
Tonight buildings rage

kerosene keeps me warm
feels so good to watch it burn
kerosene


*Big Bang

this isn't another new fashion
or a new wave plastic trend
everybody's searching for something
but in the mean time let's all just pretend
I've got this feeling
and I don't know what it is
this room is overcrowded, man,
and I need air to breath

big bang, big crunch
you know there's no free lunch
kneel down and pray
here comes your judgment day
big crunch, you know
it's going to be quite a show
what goes around always comes around

a million hopeless faces
dwell within protected walls
all waiting for a moment in their lives
when they can heed the clarion call
and it's all so oppressive
my mind feels like a sieve
this city is overcrowded, man,
and I need room to live

I think of the countless shadows
that have all come and gone
all suffering in the notion of better things to come
if you share these beliefs
you know I wish you well
'cause there's no room left in heaven
and there's sure no room in hell!
this isn't another new fashion
or a new wave plastic trend
everybody's searching for something
but in the mean time let's all just pretend
I've got this feeling
and I don't know what it is
this room is overcrowded, man,
and I need air to breath

big bang, big crunch
you know there's no free lunch
kneel down and pray
here comes your judgment day
big crunch, you know
it's going to be quite a show
what goes around always comes around

a million hopeless faces
dwell within protected walls
all waiting for a moment in their lives
when they can heed the clarion call
and it's all so oppressive
my mind feels like a sieve
this city is overcrowded, man,
and I need room to live

I think of the countless shadows
that have all come and gone
all suffering in the notion of better things to come
if you share these beliefs
you know I wish you well
'cause there's no room left in heaven
and there's sure no room in hell!


*Infected

Now here I go,
Hope don't break down
I won't take anything, I don't need anything,
don't want to exist, I can't persist,
please stop before I do it again

Just talk about nothing, let's talk about nothing
let's talk about no one, please talk about no one,
someone, anyone

you and me have a disease
you affect me, you infect me
I'm afflicted you're addicted
you and me, you and me

I'm on the edge
get against the wall
I'm so distracted,
I love to strike you
Here's my confession,
you learned your lesson
stop me before i do it again

You're clear- as a heavy lead curtain want to drill you
like an ocean, we can work it out
I've been running out, now I'm running out,
don't be mad about it, baby
you and me, are incurable
I want to tie you, crucify you
kneel before you, revile your body
you and me are made in heaven
I want to take you, i want to break you
supplicate you,
I want to bathe you in holy water
I want to kill you upon the alter
you and me, you and me


*Hear It

Like a morning crow and his unwelcome song
Or a worn out broken record that keeps skipping along
Mountains of instructions you keep piling on me
Resound like a cacophonous symphony
But I don't wanna hear it anymore

Priests and politicians pretend they're your friend
And police speak to you like you're children again
Blanket statements cover you like a rug
And they tell me mabey I'm acting a little too smug
But I don't wanna hear it anymore

Every day We hear the secrets of life
Reduced to cheap jokes, poetry and friendly advice
They'd rather see us all pusillanimous
Absorbent in their chorus of correctness
But I don't wanna hear it anymore.


*You

there's a place where everyone can be happy,
it's the most beautiful place in the whole fucking world,
it's made of candy canes and planes,
red choo choo trains and the meanest little boys,
and the most innocent little girls,
and you know,
I wish that I could go there,
it's a road that I have not found,
and I wish you the best of luck dear,
drop a card or letter to my side of town,
'cuz there's no time for fussing and fighting my friend,
but baby I'm amazed by the hate that you, can send and you,
painted my entire world but I,
don't have the terpentine to clean
what you have soiled...
and I won't forget it
there's a place where everyone can be right,
even though you remain determined to be opposed,
admittance requires no qualifications,
it's where everyone has been and where everybody goes,
so please try not to be impatient,
for we all hate standing in line,
and when the farm is good and bought,
you'll be there without a thought,
and eternity my friend, is a long fucking time