1. Fire At The Firehouse

Hey boys and girls come and gather round,
And I'll sing ya little ditty
'bout ol Joe Bob.
Now ol Joe Bobs' not around today,
But his spirit lives on,
I'm sorry to say.

Joe Bob was a good ol boy,
Dressed in sheets, a rope his toy
Though he was tough – a real man,
A knight of the ku klux klan.
It made him sick when people claimed;
"It's only skin, we're all hte same".
Then one night he hit the sack,
When he woke up he was black.
Was no joke, was no dream,
Joe Bob Black could only scream;
"Oh My God! Holy Shit!"

"Oh sweet Jesus won'tcha look at me,
Its like a fire at the firehouse,
How could this be?
I'm like a doctor who gets cancer,
Lord hear my prayer,
There's a fire at the firehouse,
And its not fair!"

Now Joe Bob, he was Scared,
And the KKK was mad.
So he tried to explain;
"It's only skin, I'm still the same"
They hung Joe Bob from a tree.

2. Most People Are Dicks

I go walking down the streets,
I take a look at the sheep.
I say to myself it just can't be.
Its sad but true!

Most people are dicks
Most people are dicks
Most people are dicks
Most people are, People are,
People are dicks
DICKS– DICKS– Dicks

I see the rich, I see the poor.
Look at the old, and the young.
I say to myself it just can't be.
Its sad but true!

Well all these people! I'm surrounded!
I'm fucking trapped! WE ALL ARE.
Its sad but true!

IT'S SO FUCKING TRUE

3. Murder Bloody Murder

All my life I've know oppression
Nobody helps
Nobody helps
Nobody helps
Spent it all in deep depression
Nobody helps
Nobody helps
Nobody helps
But now I channel me aggression
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
All my life I've Known oppression
Spent it all in deep depression
Now I channel my aggression
NOW I CHANNEL MY AGRGRESSION
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder
Murder Bloody Murder

4. Blown Into The Arms Of Christ

Siting waiting for the rapture,
Everybody killed.
Playing nuclear religion,
Its prophecy fulfilled.

Blown into the Arms of Christ

Shot to hell the heathens burning,
They never cared.
All the righteous people yearning,
They've been prepared.

Blown into the Arms of Christ

For the good, it's glorifying
It's salvation time.
For the rest it's horrifying
It's armageddon time

Blown into the Arms of Christ

5. Big Business

It's the Union Carbide Chemical Corporation.
Clouds of toxic chemicals unleashed on you.
There's no place, no place for sentiment
In Business, Big business
Thousands of people dead,
and meanwhile they don't care.
There's no place, no place for sentiment
In Business, Big Business
Shit on, Pissed on,
and then they take your life
In Business, Big Business
Lied to, exploited, cheated and decieved
Lied to, exploited, cheated and deceased
In Business, Big Business
Thousands of people dead,
Meanwhile they don't care.
There's no place, no place for sentiment
In Business, Big Business.

6. Only As Directed

You can speak, not too loud
Attract a crowd and your in trouble.
Keep in circles, keep in lines,
Fall in dorder, fall behind.
Run in panic, run and hide,
Keeping still and keeping quiet.
Never hoping never tring,
Think of quiting, think of dying.
You can protest, propaganda,
advertising and rebellion.
You can write it on a sign,
in a song or on a wall.
You can shelter in seclusion,
Shut it out, sit in side.

And then just maybe...
You'll forget that the outside world exists,
Until it blows up in your face,
And takes you with it then maybe you'll realize
That it didn't have to be...
Only as directed

You've been sidetracked to one direction,
To seek security and protection.
To be submissive, never question,
Overpowered by suggestion
To be submissive, never question,
Overpowered by suggestion
To be submissive, never question,
Overpowered by suggestion
You can protest, propaganda,
advertising a rebellion.
You can write it on a sign,
in a song or on a wall.
You can shelter in seclusion,
Shut it out, sit inside.

Be submissive...Never question...
Your overpowered...By suggestion...
ONLY AS...DIRECTED

7. Games Once Played

See the little children playing,
Hurricanes and sunshine swaying.
Throughout the mold a gray is baking,
Bending bones but never breaking.
And they form a lovely pose,
For watchdog eyes, they never close.
No balls are bouncing in the day,
A porous tongue, it flaps away
From figures swimming deep in mud,
The cherub hoardes accepting blood.
Hands are clapping out of sync,
And eyes are closed without a wink
As games once played disappear,
Amask of teeth hides the fear.
Of voices singing through the sky,
And bigfoot says its time to die.

Then I saw a revelation in a box of sand
Plastic shovel and a pail, creating fantasies.
In a candy land, creating fantasies.
In a box of sand, in a candy land.

As games once played
You watch them disappear.
As games once played
A mask of teeth hides the fear.
Games once played, games once played.

8. Green Eggs And Ham

"Nuff Said"

9. Immaculate Deception

Holy Bible, Jesus Christ,
philosophy and way of life.
The fear of God – the fear of God.
Just a book, just a man, son of who?
All those lies,
Immaculate Deception, Deception
Don't accept it, ask questions,
don't be blinded,
Immaculate Deception
Deception, Deception

10. You Can't Have Fun

You can't have, you cant have fun
"Everybody told me"
Life was not meant to be fun
"Everybody told me"
"Everybody told me"
Everybody told you
You can't, You can't, you can't, have fun
They tell you that you can't fun,
Just live and live and live and never be alive.
Well fuck that, follow your heart, be smart
And do what you want.
You Can Have Fun
HAVE FUN

11. Government Kids

We just had a baby, but there's something wrong.
He was born mutated, he don't belong.
He's got one leg with thirty toes,
Both his heads are to big,
He's got an ear for a nose.
Can't be mine, the government's behind it.
Its a legal crime, they knew it all the time.
Agent Orange, P.C.B.'S, D.D.T. and toxic waste,
Just a few covert deposits that they put,
In my sperm bank.
The mother is politics
The father is greed
Governments kids, government kids

12. Legal Murder

It's the savage face of the human race
Hellbent on slaughter, legal murder

13. Down With The Ship

Sailing on a big ship
Of deaf, dumb and blind
Sailing through a wild storm
To the other side

I'm not going down with the ship
No, no I won't go down
with the ship

Everyone's a captain
they navigate your life.
I won't swab their fucking decks
I won't pay their price.

The ship is going down fast,
But I won't be around.
I'm jumping in a lifeboat
And heading for dry ground

14. Thinking Of You

I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill
I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill
I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill

You disgust and revolt me, you really do.
It's guaranteed nausea just thinking of you,
Just thinking of you – I'm thinking of you!

I'm gonna puke, vomit, barf, throw up.
I'll be blowing chunks and gobs and
mucus and some blood.
Choking, a gagging sound.
Splash my guts on the ground.
Smelly glumps from beneath,
Pieces stuck in my teeth.
You really make me sick!
Vomit dripping from my hair,
Puddles of it everywhere.

I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill
I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill
I'm Gonna be sick, you make me ill

15. Tylenol

Flipping through the magazines,
PLastic girls in painted on jeans.
I want to be famous, I've found the means:
Your going to die for my social greed.
I poison your products.
Cyanide in Tylenol, give the N.Y. Times a call
But there's still hope for me;
Indemnity though insanity
I kill your comsumers

First you get a massive headache.
Then you vomit on the floor.
Things are getting darker now...
Hug the toilet, puke Somemore
And then you die

16. Mengele

Mengele – Genocide
Nazi conscious – none survive
Mengele we died
Mengele you'll die too fuck

Gates to Hell – human flesh –
and its you
Mengele we died
Mengele you'll die too fuck

Mengele – Angel of Death –
he's still alive
Mengele we died
Mengele you'll die too fuck

Ah fuck you Mengele
You might be dead, but your
Still alive

17. Young, White And Well Behaved

Once there was a boy named Peter,
Who went shopping with his grandma.
In the Store he snuck some candy.
He ate it without paying.
When they got home grandma saw chocolate
On his face; made him wash it and heard
as he confessed; I ate it, I didn't pay,
I was a bad boy, I wasn't
Young White and Well beheaved.
Grandma said; Your very naughty
Go tell Mrs. Green that you're sorry
Then pay her for the candy.
So he went back to the store;
Mrs. Green I ate some candy from your
store without paying, I'm sorry it
wont happen again.
I ate it, I didn't pay,
I was a bad boy, I wasn't
Young White and Well Behaved.
Mrs. Green only smiled, said;
God and I both forgive you
For being so very honest
Here's a nice shiny apple
Peter ran home and said; Oh by golly
grandma a shiny apple for being such a
honest boy. I'm so glad I went back,
I certainly am,
It pays to be Young White and Well Behaved.

18. Last Train To Clarksville

Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station,
You can be here by four-thirty,
'Cause I've made your reservation, don't be slow,
Oh, no, no, no,
Oh, no, no, no.
'Cause I'm leaving in the morning
And I must see you again,
We'll have one more night together
'Til the morning brings my train and I must go,
Oh, no, no, no,
Oh, no, no, no,
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home.
Take the last train to Clarksville,
I'll be waiting at the station,
We'll have time for coffee-flavored kisses,
And a bit of conversation, oh,
Oh, no, no, no,
Oh, no, no, no.
Da-da-da-da-da-da, etc...
Take the last train to Clarksville,
Now I must hang up the phone,
I can't hear you in this noisy railroad station,
All alone, I'm feeling low.
Oh, no, no, no,
Oh, no, no, no,
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home.
Oh...
Take the last train to Clarksville,
And I'll meet you at the station,
You can be here by four-thirty,
'Cause I've made your reservation, don't be slow,
Oh, no, no, no,
Oh, no, no, no,
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home.
Take the last train to Clarksville,
Take the last train to Clarksville,
Take the last train to Clarksville,
Take the last train to Clarksville.
fade out...

19. God Is Everywhere

God is everywhere, God is everywhere
They put him there.
Gos is in my soap, God is on my rope.
They cleanse my mind everyday
And wash away all hope

When I eat potato chips,
There is a god in my dip.
Everytime I get the blues
There is a god in my shoes.
When mankind took a giant step,
There was a good on the moon.
And you might not believe it,
But there's a god in this tune.
God is in my soap, God is on my rope.
I cleanse my body everyday,
I shower the Pope
HEY WAITER!
There's a god in my soup.
I said WAITER!
There's a god in my soup.
God is everywhere, God is everywhere
They put him there.