Room to Think

Those fuckin' bastards
Wish that the classes
Taught by the masses
Will conform our fuckin' asses

Currency applied, Media spewing lies
Leaders ignore our cries, The suffering die

Why are we still helplessly trying
For an identity and some room to think?
Why are we still helplessly trying
For an identity and some room to fuckin' think?


Pigs

Rights in violation
Harass you for no reason
License and registration?
Go eat more Tim Hortons!

Fuck the cops! Go fuck off!
Fuck the pigs! They make me sick!

Trying to make their quotas
Fat on fuckin' donuts
They think they're superior
They think they have the power... Fuck 'em!

Fuck the cops! Go fuck off!
Fuck the pigs! They make me sick!

Another War

Mercenary raids
They're government trained
Bombs go off for days
Kids pick up AK's

They need another war...
They need another war...
They need another war...
(So) They'll start another war!

Blacked Out

I wake up to unfamiliar surroundings
I can't remember what happened yesterday
Dehydration, head is pounding
It's all a blur, brain stuck in a haze

I don't need my memory to know what happened last night
Busted chairs and broken glass, the remnants of a fight
Dried blood and bruises, not a pleasant sight
But ready to do it all again, every fucking night!

Drinking 'til we're black out drunk
Too drunk to really give a fuck!


Drowned Out Reality

I drank and drank and drank
Until I drank 'em all
Pounding back the brew
Right 'til last call
Forgetting about the world
Forget about it all
Drowning out reality
With the sound of empty bottles

Crack open a can
You know it's the time
After a couple brews
I'll feel just fine
I might start staggering
Swaying down the line
Crack open another can
And I'll feel just fine


Benchpress

instrumental



Moneygrab

It's all new, it's redesigned
Not a better deal you're gonna find
It chops, it blends, it pulverizes
Call right now you gotta buy it

Mass produced, pointless crap
Watch out for their moneygrabs

It's all new, it's redesigned
Not a better deal you're gonna find
It grills, it thrills, it vaporizes
Call right now you gotta buy it

The Poisoning

As far as eyes can see, a wasteland all around
Bodies turned to ash, shadows burned into the ground
Rubble and ruin is all that can be found
Millions of lives engulfed in mushroom clouds

Radioactive fallout, severe irradiation
Organisms subjected to monstrous mutations
The few survivors have no hope for salvation
The world decays...From nuclear devastation

The last traces of humans, struggle to survive
The barren scorched earth, cannot be revived
Scavenging and starving, they can barely stay alive
Despair overwhelms, they suffer 'til they die

Skeletons bleached white
From the nuclear light
Unnatural creatures
Roam the lands at night
Gangs of rape and torture
Anyone on sight
Corpses lying everywhere
Their faces struck with fright

Superstorm

The soil's full of pesticides
Seeds have been modified
Carcinogenic food supply
The world wilts and dies...

Toxic chemicals in our air
Burning oil, they don't fucking care
Apocalypse comes in the form
Of hurricanes and superstorms