Now if we stand and yell it out That war isn't what what we're all about

And we lie to ourselves With a big stick up our ass

Conservative Man greets Liberal Man with a well-rehearsed cold stare

And so my soul collapsed into a big guilt wad

American trash Too much can ruin a good time

What you makin', man? Takes time A little bit A little bit more

I'm one knot Tangled in the heap

His life was so short No chance to start

Sometimes the news is like a loud hum in my amplifier

A ritual turned material Spend your money

No cash and no exchange

My mind's bent Well-defined ambiguity

Three cheers for the Base King

Has it been forty years?

Let's say I got a book in my hand

Being born is power

We're time Nazis We strip our tunes We jam econo It makes a stench

Here in paradise the price is cheap

But the world was wrong and I was forced to march in line

The plan Has been made Ideas and emotions Logic And substance

We bury 'em deep We ball our fists

All the things he couldn't have All the things he couldn't see Little man with a gun in his hand

The pied piper The heart and mind

Party with me, punker!

Take me in your arms and lie to me

In your eyes I've seen it

What the fuck Fanatics

Oh, here we are In French Indochina

I wrote this song in a story

Let yourself be heard

You can put it together You can pull it apart

There are still lofty dreams Meager desires, still silliness

Small snag in life

I take this trip Dreamed a new dream He bailed out For a fresh start

Same old story told Nothing left to hide

Improvised inventions Lost in the way

Tear up your dictionaries

There are no parades for these heroes

Why can't you buy a good time?

Forced out in time These expressions met

There is one full minute of confusion

I live sweat But I dream light years

Your mind blank and alert

Toadies Toadies

I try to talk to girls and I keep thinking of World War III

Trapped in your snare Voices fly at me

In honesty I scream it

He died with shit in his pants

Can you toe the line? Can you repeat what you've been told?

Reach for the door beyond There's a drawer There's a drawer