1. MARY JANE

Forgive me father, for I have sinned
I'm a child of the air, I'm a witch of the wind
And I'm still awake

Mary Jane

From the earth, up through the trees
I can hear her calling me
Her voice rides on the breeze
Oh, it's haunting me

No, can't get away
No, there's no escape
I'm going crazy
If I know I'm going crazy
I must not be insane

Beware my friends, as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you must be
Prepare my friends to follow me

Forgive me father, for I have sinned
I'm a child of the air, I'm a witch of the wind
Fingers gripped around my brain,
No control, my mind is lame
I'm in the astral plane, and I'll never be the same
Never, never, never, never, never, never
Never, never, never

Beware my friends, as you pass by
As you are now, so once was I
As I am now, so you must be
Prepare my friends to follow me

It hurts so bad
I can't breathe
Prepare to follow me


2. HOOK IN MOUTH

Cockroach in the concrete with courthouse tan and beady eyes
A slouch with fallen arches, purging truths into great lies
A little man with a big eraser's changing history
Procedures that he's programmed to, and all he hears and sees
Altering the facts and figures, events and every issue
He can make a person disappear and no one will ever miss you

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools

You say you've got the answers, well who asked you anyway?
Ever think maybe it was meant to be this way?
Don't try to fool us, we know the worst is yet to come
I believe my kingdom will come

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M, they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M is for money and you know what that cures
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

F is for fighting, R is for red
Ancestors' blood in battles they've shed
E, we elect them, E, we eject them
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
D, for your dying, O, your overture
M, they will cover your grave with manure
This spells out freedom, it means nothing to me
As long as there's a P.M.R.C.

Put your hand right up my shirt
Pull the strings that make me work
Jaws will part, words fall out
Like a fish with hook in mouth

Rewrites every story, every poem that ever was
Eliminates incompetence, and those who break the laws
Follow the instructions of the New Ways' Evil Book of Rules
Replacing rights with wrongs, the files and records in the schools

I'm not a fish, I'm a man
Hook in Mouth


3. MY LAST WORDS

My life's on time,
But again my sense is late
Feel a might unsteady,
But still I have to play
Six to one's the odds,
We have the highest stakes
Once again I gamble with my very life today

Highly polished metal,
The oil makes it gleam
Fill the terror chamber,
Your mind begins to scream
Your life is like a trigger,
Never trouble till you're squeezed
Now you crack a smile
As you give the gun a tease

Place the piston down,
Now give the gun a spin
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in
A hateful way of vengeance,
A bit of playful sin
Load another bullet,
The second round begins

A couple grains of powder,
A couple grams of lead
A touch against the trigger,
A touch inside the head
Take another drink,
And raise the last bet
Think about my last words,
They might be what I just said

A click comes from the hammer,
That couldn't drive a nail
Sense the numbing cold blue,
Or the red of Hades' grill
A fraction of a second,
Do you lose or maybe still
Pass it to the left,
And collect your mighty kill

Add another bullet,
The third round begins
Soon as the spinning stops,
Oh no, the game starts in
Please, no IOU's,
No markers for death
Does anybody play?
Anybody, somebody, anybody play?

You, you, next victim, you next to die
You, you, next victim, you, your turn to die
You, come on, next victim, you, your turn to die
You die!