In this faltering nation, the future belongs 
To the children in school 
There´s something wrong 
Sixth grader on crack 
Handgun overflowing in his hands 
Now he is just further demand 
We search for the source 
and still that child is left watching 
Inhumanity, bloodshed, as the tele-violence feeds his head 
[Chorus]
Only if he knew, the consequence of greed 
A contious state of mind, T.V. is not reality 
Never a victim the role model said 
Bang bang, the bad guy is dead 
Always a rockstar on empty T.V. 
The lesson complete 
Now the child has needs 
Of competition they bleed 
Oh beautiful for bills of green 
Nevermind spacious skies overhead 
Bleed the earth and butter your bread 
[Repeat Chorus]
Chils turns on T.V. 
What dose he see? 
Nature of man, dishonesty 
That child grows old 
Story be told 
as he sits behind bars 
and his soul grows cold 

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Foiled Again

Realizing it´s too late 
Destiny turns to fate 
Realizing it´s to late now 
Repeat
Now you say it´s over 
and the monkey´s off your back 
All it took was valium 
and a couple of six packs 
So once again you´ve lied 
and your story remains the same 
Beacuse misery loves companty 
and you´re the one to blame 
It´s your life, and it´s always the same 
It´s your life, and it´s always the same to me 

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Bury The Hatchet

I can´t recall the hurting words that I once said 
So long ago, still indignation clouds your head 
And it´s enough to know the pain of losing friends 
You perpetuate certain sensless hate 
and I can picture you today as you say 
"I used to know that guy" And as you speak they watch your face split in two 
And when you see me 
It´s always, hey Joe, how is it goin' bro? 
where have you been man? 
We used to be such good friends 
Two-faced, you don´t care 
You know what you can do with it 
I can´t pretend, and there you go again 
You ought to bury the hatchet 
and leave behind all of the lies 
and your disguise 
You know that I just want to bury the hatchet 
How much more will you permit? 
Think about it you´ll admit 
you and I have got to bury the hatchet 
Am I really all that bad? 
Sometimes I second guess 
Often times I wonder why my head is such a mess 
But put yourself in my shoes and picture if you can 
All these insecuriries create that bitter sad man you see 
Hurting, not me 
I forgive, I forget 
I won´t say the things I´ll regret 
Not this time 
I will stop, but just between you and me 
it´s a loss 
I can´t recall the hurting words that I once said 
So long ago, still indignation clouds your head 
'Cause it´s enough to know the pain of losing friends 
Fingers point at you 
Isn´t that what a child would do? 
And as you speak they´d watch your face split in two 
And when you see me 
It´s always, hey Joe, 
how is it goin' bro? 
where have you been man? 
We used to be such good friends 
Two faced, you don´t care 
You know what you can do with it 
Hypocrite
Don´t give me that shit 

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Angry Days

Angry youth 
Mr. Elite 
Your older now 
Inside your head lives an old scene 
Mr. Punk 
Sad and hating everyone 
Your excuse is old 
The way you felt has left you hating yourself 
Cause everyone is so confused 
You never worked for a cent 
Self-destructive you pay your debt 
Cause you miss another time 
when all your friends were divine 
Now all of them have gone or changed 
Do you still live in angry days? 
But when you´ve lost someone you love 
When your mask is taken off 
Does life cut you down to size? 
Does it open up your eyes? 
Beacuse they all have found their way 
as you struggle through your maze 
You built those walls of hate 
Don´t tell me it´s too late 
Cause everyone is so confused... 

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Noble End

He grew up with nothing 
He lived and died poor 
a father of four 
He left his family temporarily 
for a future based on words of chicanery 
They said join the Army 
Join the Navy 
He joined the Marines 
and his children were proud 
but exhaltation was exhausted 
and patronage died 
when this expendable number 
left his family of five - Imposture 
and all that man wanted was 
to provide a better existence for 
his kids and wife 
An investment that cost him his life 
A family of ethics has... 
A fatality of war can't be noble enough 
to justify the loss of life so young 
Continental security 
Atonement, there's no such thing 
There was no hero in the end 
Only letters of resent, remorse, regret 
Bitter resent - Imposture 
and all those boys wanted was to be alive, 
a return of existence yet so many died 
and those who returned were alone 
with nothing awaiting at home 
Again the headlines read 
"A Noble Soldier Finds A Noble Ending" 
They are the ones who can be done without 
Expendable numbers forgotten 
No doubt 
A family of ethics has died 

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Child Inside

Too many hangars in the closet 
A clutter of confusion 
Too little rectitude to hold 
a moral absolute 
Too much distinction to relate to them 
Irresolutions we contemplate with no end 
In this world of give and take 
And what we refer to as maturity 
from emotional need to technology 
has you, a cultured seed of your society, 
lacking ability to feel clemency 
I'm surprized we still 
bleed into the abyss of despair 
that's hiding the child 
Compassion you would not dare 
admit to have experienced 
Do you regret looking back? 
A penitent confessing his sins 
The child inside of me recalls a time of purity, 
an outlook of release 
You remember 
Confident that you were able 
A future laid out on your table 
Running through memories 
a child is free 
The world restored you see 
I see - the child inside of me 

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Bad Moon Rising

[John Fogerty cover] 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Beer Goggles

The turn out tonight is weak 
The crowd is looking meager 
Only 40 to 50 in the flock 
but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock 
And you can probably see that we're not all that tight 
A couple more drinks will alter your sight 
That does not mean fight 
I'm not saying I have to be drunk 
but tequila shots make it more fun 
I'm havin' fun 
[Chorus]
Oh, Beer Goggles 
I love to put them on 
Next to eachother at the bar 
She's thinkin' he's the one 
I'm thinkin' where's my car 
She thinks I look good 
Obviously she didn't smell that fart 
"Oh, what kind of cologne is that you're wearing?" 
Hey man, it's a start 
"Hi, my name's Barbie" 
"My name's Ken" 
The perfect couple 'cause we're drunk in the head 
I'm drunk again 
[Repeat Chorus]
And one size fits all! 

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Parents Guide To Living

Wasting his days and his nights 
Nothing's changed 
Nothing's right 
He has no sense of pride 
Sees no respect in his parents eyes 
and why should he care? 
No one ever cared for him? 
Wasting her nights and days 
Sixteen with a child 
God wouldn't have it any other way 
And then they told her of shame 
and that impurity made her bed 
no fuckin' choice
She took two lives instead 
All these worthless nights 
All these wasted days 
Down the path I follow you 
because who am I? 
Denial 
I still care 
but it's my life in despair 
Laughing harder 
In self-concious 
I've played my last solitaire 
That shirt's too tight to wear 
Wasting my days nad nights 
Nothings changed 
Nothings right 
I know I'm not exactly 
the parents guide to living 
but it's the road less traveled 
in this world so unforgiving 
and I've lost count of score

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Mr. Coffee

Morning has broken 
Mr. Coffee has spoken 
The familiar wake-up call 
sings to my ears 
I wake up with a shrug 
To the floor with a thud 
Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug? 
I can now face the day 
on legal speed (The American way) 
I'm sketching 
I'm seizing 
I'm spazing 
I'm shaking 
I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt 
I-I-I'm wired 
I'm so inspired 
I drank the entire pot 
so off to work 
Here I come to save the day 
on legal speed (The American way) 
Drinking coffee 
I drink coffee 
Drinking coffee everyday 

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Of Mind And Matter

They spoke bravely 
It opened our eyes 
We swallowed their pride 
A new era 
So whee is the new advise 
It seems the older methods no longer suffice 
The very oldeest if thoughts 
cast into the mold of these new times 
Vindictive, he raises his fist 
The animal is instinctive 
Everyone desires peace 
but indread of war, 
still arms increase 
Perpetual with only one end 
When that savage nature destroys them all 
All is written 
All is forgiven 
All is lived again 
After all, this worthless progress 
is progress made for change 
After all these vain advances 
does that concerned animal value his life? 
Cornered 
Human nature alive 

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Stop Whining

Can't you see 
we the people can make the choices 
You and I must raise our voices 
To build a future where we belong 
Revoke oppression and right and wrong 
But do you vote or do you only complain 
Do you just carry on in vain 
As your economy crashes, 
your country goes to war 
The deficit 
Their answer to tax the poor 
But you may never know 
what you refuse to learn 
Do you work the system 
or do you get burned? 
Do you ignore your abilities 
or your intellect? 
Are you obselete? 
An easy out, you forget it all 
but it's the hardest path 
and you chase to follow 
You wouldn't speak for yourself 
and now you're spoken for 
This is something you can not ignore 
It's time 
for you to notice 
the things that die 
with no more lies 
You can't deny 
You're always high 
and you still bitch 
Makes me sick 
It makes me sick the way you always 
fuckin' bitch 
I remember a time when I thought it wasn't fair 
The scales of justice did impair 
but with no darkness 
theere would never be light 
there would never be light 
Without injustice we'd never have a right 

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Lag Wagon (All aboard)

Unemployment is my scene 
Brain dead - the fumes I breath 
Blah Blah Blah BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla 
Carp is a town, not a fish 
Too dumb to care 
The S.B.-Goleta connection 
Feelin' like a champion 
All aboard the lagwagon 
It's fast enough for me 
Slow 
Me-and-my friends 
on the couch 
Give me a sofa and some snacks 
The idiot box-that T.V. trash 
The V.C.R.-some stupid films 
The remote control 
Fuck the bills 
There's no point in a job 
The pay just sucks if you're a slob Dhu 

I'm not lying 
I'm lazy 
and all my friends are just like me 
[Chorus]
Garga jibs and metal riffs 
Beer bings and bing hits 
I hate that scene 
Santa Barbara boredom 
Goleta-postmortem 
Small town minds 
can you relate to me? 
[Repeat Chorus]
All aboard the lag wagon!!! 

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