Where are all these stupid people from?
And how did they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain's range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings
Zero feelings
Blame it on human nature, man's destiny
Blame it on the greediocracy
The fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth
Add the Bill of Rights
Subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing
Star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation
Father what have I done?
I took that .22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge
Every shell
Down by the creek under brush under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down at the park under stone under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where have you gone to?
I swear
I never thought I could
I've seen so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
To kill is why we breed
The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvation
Prey on the lower faiths
The story book's been read
And every line believed
The curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized
Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A 20 year vacation
After all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California
Just a 20 dollar fine
Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself
While bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats 17 fun years
Of being someone's bitch
Don't think
Drink your wine
Watch the fire burn
His problems not mine
Just be that model citizen
I wish I had a schilling
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And we can get a good deal on it
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe tear it apart
You start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one
Serotonin's gone
She gave up
Drifted away
Sara fled the process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear
Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Dead victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices
A hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet
One empty head
Now with serotonin gone
The man that used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care
The television's put a thought
Inside your head
Like a Barry Manilow jingle
I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare
It doesn't make you care
Make you care
Not designed to make you care
Make you care
They're betting you wont care
You won't care
They'll place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when
A million others tried
We are the whores
Intellectually spayed
We are the queers
Dysfunctionally raised
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity
One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's got to be a better place
Lost the battle
Lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain
The going gets tough
The tough get debt
Don't pay attention
Pay the rent
Our next of kins
Pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe
Save us
The human
Existence
Is failing
Resistance
Essential
The future
Written off
The odds are
Astronomically
Against us
Only a moron
Or genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting
And so we go on with our lives
We know the truth
But prefer lies
Lies are simple
Simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat
Live in decline
Be there victim of our own design
With status quo built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck
Fellow members
Of club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his and I've got mine
Meet the decline
We are the queers
We are the whores
Ammunition
In the class war
We are workers
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green
- The Decline; lyrics by Fat Mike
And how did they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain's range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings
Zero feelings
Blame it on human nature, man's destiny
Blame it on the greediocracy
The fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth
Add the Bill of Rights
Subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing
Star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation
Father what have I done?
I took that .22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge
Every shell
Down by the creek under brush under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down at the park under stone under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where have you gone to?
I swear
I never thought I could
I've seen so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
To kill is why we breed
The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvation
Prey on the lower faiths
The story book's been read
And every line believed
The curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized
Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A 20 year vacation
After all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California
Just a 20 dollar fine
Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself
While bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats 17 fun years
Of being someone's bitch
Don't think
Drink your wine
Watch the fire burn
His problems not mine
Just be that model citizen
I wish I had a schilling
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And we can get a good deal on it
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe tear it apart
You start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one
Serotonin's gone
She gave up
Drifted away
Sara fled the process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear
Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Dead victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices
A hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet
One empty head
Now with serotonin gone
The man that used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care
The television's put a thought
Inside your head
Like a Barry Manilow jingle
I'd like to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare
It doesn't make you care
Make you care
Not designed to make you care
Make you care
They're betting you wont care
You won't care
They'll place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when
A million others tried
We are the whores
Intellectually spayed
We are the queers
Dysfunctionally raised
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity
One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's got to be a better place
Lost the battle
Lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain
The going gets tough
The tough get debt
Don't pay attention
Pay the rent
Our next of kins
Pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe
Save us
The human
Existence
Is failing
Resistance
Essential
The future
Written off
The odds are
Astronomically
Against us
Only a moron
Or genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting
And so we go on with our lives
We know the truth
But prefer lies
Lies are simple
Simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat
Live in decline
Be there victim of our own design
With status quo built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck
Fellow members
Of club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his and I've got mine
Meet the decline
We are the queers
We are the whores
Ammunition
In the class war
We are workers
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green
- The Decline; lyrics by Fat Mike
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stiles:
Wow, when did you get back? Long time no see...
obd:
you're back!?! good to see you again. 