The products they mean us to pursue are endless
Identity can leave you selfless

We will not witness, this anymore
This is the end, for you my friend
I can’t forgive, I won’t forget

On and on, we sing out songs and
On and on, the wars wage on and
On and on, we sing our song for more, for more

Your eyes are open but you can’t see
Your mouth is moving but you don’t speak
A blitzkrieg of images to break your will
I hope you choke on every pill

We will not witness, this anymore
This is the end for you my friend
I can’t forgive, I won’t forget

On and on, we sing our songs and
On and on, the wars wage on and
On and on, we sing our songs for more

We will not witness this anymore
This is the end for you my friend
I can’t forgive, I won’t forget
This is the end for you my friend
I can’t forgive, I won’t forget

On and on, we sing our songs and
On and on, the wars wage on and
On and on, we sing our songs and
On and on, the wars wage on and

On and on, we sing our songs and
On and on, the wars wage on and
On and on, we sing our songs for more
We sing our songs for more

We’ve got just 30 seconds
to sing to you about…
Sexism, corporate whores,
The Pope, and rape.
Christian fucks,
right wing whores.
The problems that we face.

We’ve got to bring it to an end…1

its the hate in your eyes. its the hate in you heart
[Chorus x4]
i dont want to be like you
i dont want to control you
all day big brother schemes. and into the night
grab on hold of your mind. over run it
they push you down, push you around

and crush it(break you down)
but you dont know
because nobody tries
because nobody know

because nobody cares
[Chorus Repeat]they cut into your heart, they cut into your mind 1

Oh I knew, you’d love me as long as you wanted
And then some day, you’d leave me for somebody new

Worry, why do I let myself worry?
Wonderin’, what in the world did I do? yeah

I’m crazy for thinkin’ that my love could hold you
Crazy for tryin’, crazy for cryin’ and I’m crazy for lovin’ you

Worry, why do I let myself worry?
Wonderin’, what in the world did I do?

I’m crazy for thinkin’ that my love could hold you
Crazy for tryin’, crazy for cryin’ and I’m crazy for lovin’ you
Crazy for tryin’, and crazy for cryin’ and I’m crazy for lovin’ you

I woke up sweat soaked in the morning
I was mourning freedom buried deep, mourning freedom buried deep
In tickers and broadcasts through power lines
Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines

And we sing
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Whoa oh, whoa oh

A nation in fervor has given up
No, no, no, no, this fight has just begun
With movements and revolutions as few and far between
As movements and revolutions will ever come to be

This scare is blood soaked red, so red
I marked down the last words that you said
As we watched this city

Whoa oh, whoa oh
Watch it burn
Whoa oh, whoa oh
Alright

It’s beaten in and it’s beaten in
We’re coming back around again
It’s beaten in and it’s beaten in
We’re coming back around again

This scare is blood soaked red, so red
I marked down the last words that you said
As we watched this city

Fall and hit the ground
No one can ever replace what we’ve lost now
Fall and hit the ground
No one can ever replace what we’ve lost now, yeah

We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh

We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh

We’re coming back around
Whoa oh, whoa oh
We’re coming back around

“I just don’t know what to do with you boy,
I just don’t understand!?!?!?

What the hell makes you act like this?”
And looking back, this lost punk said,
I found the meaning of life.
“I found it dad,
You’re only born so you can die.”
So you can die, so you can die, so you can die

But her dad beat her every day and night
She was showered in money
She cut her wrists at seventeen
She was showered with jewels

And there was nothing she could do
Everyone wondered why
She had it all,
She was rich and pretty,
But alone each night she’d cry

She found it now,
She found the meaning of life
You’re only born so you can die
So you can die, so you can die, yeah

They found it now,
They found the meaning of life
You’re only born so you can die

They found it now,
They found the meaning of life
You’re only born so you can die

So you can die, so you can die, so you can die
So you can die, so you can dieSo you can die, so you can die
Die, die

…We gotta work to make the facts fit the false charges
Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses
Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice
Roll the propaganda out using The People’s Voice

We don’t want to talk about it…

The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke
Then shoot it round the country like an April Fools joke
Hype the nation for a Desert Storm love affair
Wave the stars and stripes like you just don’t care!

They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue – Red white and blue!
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew

They don’t want to… talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don’t want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute

And on the TV screen…
…Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day
Was it WMDs? Or Democracy?
Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA
The White House Press Corpse only has one thing to say…

“We don’t want to talk about it!”

The White House boils over, “Al Jazeera got it wrong!”
The Press Corpse jumps onboard singing the White House song
While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies
The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives

They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue – Red white and blue!
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew

They don’t want to… talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don’t want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute

Fires fueled on endless lies
Black shrouds coat desert skies
A nation’s viewpoint blurred and led
As embeds report what they’re fed

We don’t want to talk about it…
We don’t want to talk about it…
We don’t want to talk about it…
We don’t want to talk about it…

(We don’t want to talk about it…)
We don’t, don’t want to, we don’t wanna talk about it
(We don’t want to…)
We don’t, don’t want to, we don’t wanna talk

They don’t want to… talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
They don’t want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?

Ce soir, ce soir, ce soir. je vais rester reveille.
There is no extinguishing the resistance you betray.
The marquis, zapatista, white rose.
Can we see the end of a battle unheard?
For every name in history there are a thousand more interred.

And i can’t believe my own eyes. i’ve seen this sight 100 times.
We will be sovereign in the water
In the shadow of the dead.
Still no one remembers them.
We will be free in the cold of the shadow of the dead.
Oh, you will remember then.

As i walk through the valley in the shadow of the dead, will you remember them?

and now she’s dead
Betty Sue..is dead!
Betty Sue…

I’ve got nothin’ better to do
Sittin’ home on a Saturday night
then to sit here and play with myself

Betty Sue…is dead!
now that she’s dead
Betty Sue…

(speaking)This song is about my girlfriend from 1953.
her except for me.
She was the hottest girl in town. But nobody liked
there’s no such thing as a bi-sexual in 1953!

She was bi-sexual…bi-sexual (no way) bi-sexual (heh wow)
there’s no such thing as a bi-sexual in 1953!
(say that again)
She died yesterday (oh..oh) in a car wreck (oh..oh)

She died yesterday (oh..oh) in a car wreck (oh..oh)
looking at her playboy..and now she’s dead!
a large price to pay to be a pervert

Betty Sue…

Betty Sue…is dead!
…to be a pervert!

Betty Sue is dead.
Betty Sue…is dead!