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B-Sides from the Generation Terrorists era
Stay Beautiful - Little Baby Nothing
r p mcmurphy
Strait jacket your own beauty
Because it is just a breakdown away
From the gutter to the jewel
A symbol sold in investment
Defenceless as the pages you burn
A baby drowning under a profit curve
Money bruises the skin at birth
I just wanna lie down in my bed
Make myself different from the rest
Use a thought to put myself to sleep
Collapsing in the fields where it feels free
Where it feels free
R. P. McMurphy
No more pills and no more drugs
This country pisses debris
Like ugly people made pretty
Underneath cheap makeup
Deformed, disguised mind decay
Buy, consume, get more credit
Learn to serve a life sentence here
Style yourself in sterility
just wanna lie down in my bed
Make myself different from the rest
Use a thought to put myself to sleep
Collapsing in the fields where it feels free
Where it feels free
R. P. McMurphy
No more pills and no more drugs
soul contamination
Everyone is staring with the glaze of
obsession
Interlocking cartels bypassing the bone
The empty statement of artschool dissension
Institutionalised expression of mass control
And if when America flings in whole
Your pile of misery where centuries be
And he does win a holiday after a poll
One per cent interest stand up with glee
Soul contamination spreads the germs of finance
Making weak minds think this is what they want
Power facts are brutally sold to worn darkened skin
Arise the new scum arise to the sound of a drum
With your desk degrees in civil engineering
They're drawing up plans for a future for themselves
And sweet daddy buys up a university
On a mission tied next to suits
Soul contamination - die because you crossed by fire
Soul contamination - poverty expressed in your heart
Soul contamination - arise, surrender, burn
Soul contamination - do you rise up
democracy coma
Condemned, condemned, condemned,
condemned, condemned, condemned, condemned, oh
Sovereign fingers scrape our lives until we are bought
Screaming comatose with blackboard chalk
Siphoned minds suck a wallet full of love
Spitting out a language I don't wanna talk
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream
To me the coronation's another auto-da-fe
Taught in schools to see her as a glorious being
I don't see happy homes but the Belfast wall
In Walkman sounds hear Sony control
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream
Parliament mother of United Nations
Mother of history's dead sun, dead suns
DNA of restriction and law
Death, famine, spectacle and war
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream
In Walkman sounds hear Sony control
...and shocks of hospitals and jails and wars,
whole intellects disgorged in total recall...
a vision of dead desire
Primary prole MP judge general policeman
Figureheads sucked in as just another token
To sell your culture and tolerate another
Annihilation in the persuit of self-love corruption
Vision of dead desire - tune in reception control
Vision of dead desire - underclass coma zone
Don't pacify your life to suit dead law convention
White trash held up as just more gold chain icons
State fed lies charm empty eyes
Happy thoughts a unity death smile of acceptance
Vision of dead desire - mainline on a death fix
Vision of dead desire - bleed the thought of throwing bricks
Europe land, realise your thoughts
Kill all ruling class laws
its so easy
I see your sister in her
Sunday dress
She's out to please
She pouts her best
She's out to take
No need to try
She's ready to make
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to
Please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to
Please me
Cars are crashin every night
I drink n drive
Everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firefight
I hit the bull's eye every night
Its so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to
Please me, baby
Yeah its so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to please me
So easy
But nothin seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down
I see you standin there
You think you're so cool
Why you just
Fuck off
Ya get nothin for nothin
It that's what you do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin better to do
And I'm bored
Its so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to
Please me baby
Its so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin to please me
So easy
But nothin seems to please me
Its all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where cause I don't know
I'll try to please you
I ain't got no money
But it goes to show
It's so easy
slash n burn
ain't goin' down
Praying that you'll fall down soon (fall
soon)
And your guiltless sex will break in two (break in two)
We brought you sensitivity and you never knew
No, we ain't going down
No, we ain't going down
I get down to nothing and jumbled up again (up again)
Praying your injection is just too good to end (good to end)
When the summer's gone you know it's dead
No, we ain't going down
No, we ain't going down
No, we ain't going down
No, we ain't going down
No, we ain't going down
bored out of my mind
I'm... I'm feeling too awake
I'm... I'm tired of what I see
Everybody's dreaming running for the scream
The media's stinking drunk nothing is at stake
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind I'm too stoned lazy to see
The sun... the sun is leaving me
I can't see it anymore
I tried everything to get along with you
The night's too lonesome when the heat doesn't care
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind I'm too stoned lazy to see
under my wheels
The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you babe
I guess you couldn't see yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels honey
Why can't you let me be
And when you call me on the telephone and say
"Take me to the show"
I said, "Honey, I just can't go,
Baby, I can't leave my home"
The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you babe
I guess you couldn't see yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels honey
Why can't you let me be
The telephone is ringing
You got me on the run
I'm driving in my car now
Anticipating fun
I'm driving right up to you babe
I guess you couldn't see yeah yeah
I got you under my wheels honey
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
I got you under my wheels
theme from m*a*s*h (suicide is painless)
theme from m*a*s*h (suicide is painless)
Through early morning fog I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realise and I can see
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
I can take or leave it if I please
That game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card of some delay
So this is all I have to say
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
I can take or leave it if I please
The sword of time will pierce our skin
It doesn't hurt when it begins
But as it works its way on in
The pain grows stronger, watch it burn
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
A brave man once requested me
To answer questions that are key
Is it to be or not to be
And I replied oh why ask me
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I...
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
I can take or leave it if I please
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And you can do the same thing if you please
never want again
I'm feeling sick with alcohol
I'm feeling numb with stupid pain
I smell death all around our name
I feel the snakes crawling upon my skin
Everywhere... everywhere is on its knees
I'm too scared and I'm too afraid... too afraid
We'll go down, we'll go down together
and meet a few of you in hell
Burn on by our side
Burn on by our side and never want again
I get told I should be happy
I got no rights on how I feel
I lost my language easily
I saw the rain bleaching my way
My gut gets sick of all its lies
Thrown all hope way outside - way outside
We'll go down, we'll go down together
and meet a few of you in hell
Burn on by our side
Burn on by our side and never want again
We'll go down, we'll go down together
and meet a few of you in hell
Burn on by our side
Burn on by our side and never want again
dead yankee drawl
Bill and Ted and Waynes World drawl
Just another dull fucking bore
Vietnams cool now and even Superman's believed
Hussein in power as the media war retreats
Suck your honey until you choke
You are a mechanism of social control
Multi-national aim of one world culture
Turning one dollar into another and another
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we got your beat
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we love Oscar
Smothering injustice seen through starving eyes
Tearing down a forest just to earn a buck
Killed off literature for sex and violence
Fed a generation the equivalent of silence
Dragged Jack down to self same bigotry
Passive acceptance of a consumer society
Fake sentiments tying up contracts
Making idols of guitars and haircuts
Multi-national aim of one world culture
Turning one dollar into another and another
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we got your beat
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we love Oscar
Smothering injustice seen through starving eyes
Burning down a forest just to earn a buck
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we got your beat
Dead Yankee Drawl hey we love Oscar
Smothering injustice seen through Red Indian eyes
Silent race war of sweet Hollywood lies
Let's go down to Greenwich Village and desecrate
The Noraid slogans that justify 6 counties hate
Let's go down Redondo Beach and wax body company
Cos reality for T.V. is Disney not King, Rodney
Let's go to Indiana Youth Centre quickly
Tysons money ain't as free as Junior Kennedys
Yankee
Dead Yankee
Dead Yankee
Dead Yankee Drawl
