Showing posts with label Verbal Diarrhea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Verbal Diarrhea. Show all posts

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Zealot

VERSE 1
Holding peaceful protesters hostage
Grinding individuality into sausage
Never knowing what will cause it
Bigoted tendencies out of the closet
A zealot in the worst sense of the word
Keeping the masses caged like birds
Clipping their wings so they can’t fly
Slashing their throats, they can’t say bye

CHORUS
I don’t believe in you or your ideas
I don’t believe in your verbal diarrhea
I don’t believe in the life of a zealot
I don’t feel the least bit fucking jealous

VERSE 2
Keeping their eyes glued to the TV
Keeping your words far from PG
Keeping your presence hypnotic
Keeping your bombs atomic
When you offend, it’s for the ratings
When you pick fights, it’s race baiting
The midnight slot is too good for you
Shoot the TV with a shotgun boom

CHORUS
I don’t believe in you or your ideas
I don’t believe in your verbal diarrhea
I don’t believe in the life of a zealot
I don’t feel the least bit fucking jealous

BRIDGE
The violence, the riots, they’re all your fault
The hoax, the jokes, in the wound goes the salt
The rebels, the devils, they’ve got your balls
The hellions, the zealots, they all must fall

VERSE 3
At the end of the day, was it all worth it?
Did you achieve your ultimate purpose?
Did you get everything handed to you?
Did you get revenge on the ones you sued?
All you created was a world of dead shit
Flames and infernos are eternally lit
Did this to yourself with your puppeteer’s help
Let’s pull your string and hear you yell

EXTENDED CHORUS
I don’t believe in you or your ideas
I don’t believe in your verbal diarrhea
I don’t believe in the life of a zealot
I don’t feel the least bit fucking jealous
I don’t believe the blind leading the blind
I don’t believe it is heaven that I’ll find
I don’t believe in the life of an assassin

I don’t believe in politics for ransom

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Circus of Conformity

VERSE 1
Just like perfect little circus seals
You shower your master with squeals
Laugh at every joke like it’s actually funny
Surrendering your hardest of hard earned money
Never mind that he preaches victimization
On every newscast and every station
Never mind that he teaches hatred and anger
Never mind that he put you all in grave danger

CHORUS
Circus of conformity!
Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery
Circus of conformity!
Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority

VERSE 2
Just like perfect little sideshow monkeys
You dance to rhythm like it’s funky
You take the abuse, it’s what you choose
Everything you’ve got is yours to lose
Yet you cheer and shake your moneymaker
From the wet nurse to the undertaker
Are you nice and comfy inside your grave?
Too damn bad, because you can’t be saved

CHORUS
Circus of conformity!
Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery
Circus of conformity!
Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority

BRIDGE
Believe in everything that comes out of his mouth
Take it in the ass and keep shouting “Ouch!”
This is what you wanted; this is what you voted for
You’re living out your fantasy of being a puppet whore

VERSE 3
Just like scary old psychotic clowns
You’re haunting the darkest parts of the town
A ball on your nose or a ball on your mouth
Makes no difference when you can’t make a sound
Your nuts and backbone have been taken away
Too much of a snowflake to enter the fray
Get down on your knees and begin to pray
It’s what you do best during political decay

CHORUS
Circus of conformity!
Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery
Circus of conformity!
Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority
Circus of conformity!
I won’t do what you fucking order me
The Greatest Show on Earth is almost over

Rid us of your verbal diarrhea foul odor