REMOTE CONTROL

Turn on tune in veg out
Free will is on its way out
All your free time
you watch TV
I bet you forgot how to read

Televised social control
You are under the remote control

Society feeds you its conformists ideal
The latest fashions and the medias lies
Lifestyles of the rich and famous
Keeps you toiling obediently
A consumer slave

Television is probably the single most pervasive instrument
of social control in modern society, The insidious thing about
television is that so many millions of people choose to spend
hour after hour in front of it. With the average American
watching something like four hours of television a day its no
wonder that American society remains so obediant and
complacent. Big Brother doesn´t need to put checkpoints on
every corner or listen in on every conversation when the
populace so readily chooses to pacify itself and stay ignorant.

PHYRRIC VICTORY

Young idealist
Joins party and the struggle
Subjects their will
To the party's discipline

Place your faith in leaders
You become a pawn
Place your faith in leaders
You become what you despise

Demagogues and sycophants
Dictate your every thought
Obedience to the party line
Ensures your submission

Peoples victory finally arrives
But liberation is tyranny
A new regime
More oppressive than the last

Place your faith in leaders
You become a pawn
Place your faith in leaders
Become what you despise

Time and time again we see the young idealist (usually a
student) sucked into the world of leftist polictics. Following others
orders and dogma blindly they become as brainwashed as any
cult member. Constantly sacrificing individual rights to the party
and authority it is little wonder that Marxist revolutions always
end in tyranny and bloodshed.

PREY IN SCHOOL

Locked inside
Prison with no bars
American highschool
You´re here to learn the rules

Learn to conform
Learn to obey
Live by the bell
Do as they say

Forced into a mold
Of middle class students
Productive worker/student
Someone else´s pawn

If you dissent
Dare to rebel
The authorities will send you
To institutional hell

Homogenized
Socialized
Individuality
Stigmatized

Sent to a reform school
Special learning institution
Christian concentration camp
Private psychiatric prison

Parents shrinks and counselors
Think you have a problem
It´s called self expression
Natural youth rebellion

You have no more rights
Under their control
Pump you full of drugs
Will brainwash prevail

Society´s last chance
To grind you down
You will make it to 18
If your mind is strong

Almost all of us had to attend high school, most of us hated it.
We probably all had a friend who just couldn´t cope with the
regimentation and brainwashing and was sent to a psychiatric
institution to "straighten them out." Thousands of such institutions
exist. Parents and shrinks convinced that their conformist
children are somehow mentally-ill fill them with
drugs and send them to institutions that are guaranteed to drive
their kids crazy.

DEATH FOR VANITY

There´s a models face on cover of a book
That she wrote telling women how to look
But behind the lipstick smile and mascara eyes
No on hears the agonized cries of the animals
On which the makeup is tested

Burning skin corroded eyes
Concealed by corporation lies
They say these tests are needed
But they don´t tell you how the animals
Are treated

Their suffering will protect against
Any lawsuit filled

These test are pointless but you don´t care
They just sell the makeup that you wear
No animals can stand in their way
Of human progress today
The makeup that you wear is dripping blood

These companies must be stopped
But they never will
As long as you buy the makeup they sell
There is something you can do
Relize the bucks stops with you
Only buy makeup that´s cruelty free
Or don´t bother with the shit at all

DEATH FOR VANITY II

Knuckles torn and bloody
From going down your throat
Nausea and Starvation
In a quest for unobtainable beauty
Society dictates
Conformist standards of appaerence
Its models and movie stars
Surgically altered and engineered

Eating disorders are societal
A product of patriarchy
Women conditioned from an early age
Please men satisfy their gaze
A deadly race to keep up
With the prettiest girls in school
Turns into a nightmare life
Of starvation and bulimia

We must learn to accept
Our peers as what they are
Rather than hold them to
Socially dictated fantasy standard

When punks rebel against society
We must rebel against its rules and roles

Peer pressure and socialization drive many young women to
starve themselves in order to CONFORM to artificial movie
star standars of beauty. Many die as result of eating
disorders and thousands more are physically and mentally
scarred for life. While society recognizes such disorders as
harmful the constant brainwashing propaganda is still
allpervasive in the media, fashion and beauty industries

SALVATION IN DEATH

You seek deaths finality
To escape lifes banality
Fate pre-ordained does not have to be
Seize control of you destiny

With frustration and pain your world is rife
Consider the taking of your own life
Locked in a vicious circle of depression
Time to rise above this abysmal retrogression

End it in a second with a blade or a gun
Or kill yourself slowly with alcohol and drugs

We are captains at the helm
As we sail the seas of fate
A fact to many realize
When its far too late

You´ll rot in your grave
You know you won´t be saved
At end to lifes travails
With your last breath
There is no salvation
Salvation in death

This Death Metal Epic is about suicide and individual will
versus pre-ordained fate. "There is no god to hear your
prayer, there is no evil lord, only fools would trade this life, for
a mythic netherworld". A glimps of a more metallic and
poetic DESTROY that could have been.

HYSTERIA

Red scare
Could war
Racial tension
Drug war
Hysteria hysteria hysteria
Psychology of mass control

The state and its allies in the media need an enemy, real or
perceived to justify their repressive actions. Just like the "two
minutes hate" in Orwell´s 1984 mass hysteria is used to whip the
people into a frenzy or fear and anxiety against an external
enemy or an internal menace. By polarizing issues in terms of law
abiding society vs. a dangerous foreign element government
ensures the full co-operation of the public in repressive measure
against dissent. Some historical examples include the Red
Scare of 1919-1021, the trials of Sacco and Vanzetti or the
Rosenbergs, anti-immigrant and anti-minority rhetoric and the
continuing erosion of individual rights disguised as a war on drug
use.

BURN DOWN THE MALL

Smash the spectacle
Of consumer society
Burn down the mall
Loot burn and destroy
Mall of America
Burn down the mall

Minnesota is now home of the worlds largest shopping mall. This
monument to a wasteful consumer society is so ascetically
repulsive it makes me want to destroy without a pity. While the
lyrics to these songs may touch to many POLITICAL and social
problems you will notice they offer few solutions. Suspicious as
I am of any organized political grouping or ideology I offer a
simple five letter solution - ARSON!

CROWD CONTROL

Be happy and complacement
Conform and consume
Dance as the ship goes down
Your society is doomed

Pay your money stand in line
Like sheep in a semon rapt, yet blind

Right where they want you
You are controlled
Everything´s under
Under control

All the latest hits
To keep you in your place
Decadent yuppie larva
Swallow is blindly
A smile on their face
Songs all written on computers
There´s no musicians
Only actors and performers
Circus Maximus
Spins round and round
Mesmerized by the spectacle
As it drags you down
Music is an industry
With packed products to sell
Rock and Disco for the middle class
Rap and Metal for the teens who think they
Rebel
Music is a safety value
A method of social control
An outlet for your energy
Your rebellion is on hold

Right where they want you
You are controlled
Everythings under
Under control

Anyone who has attended an "arena rock" spectacle has
probably noticed the quasi-religious nature of the event.
While religion was once the opium of the masses-the drug
that kept them ignorant, obedient and happy - today it is
popular culture. And what element of popular culture is more
integral to the lives of (especially young) people than
music. Our preferences in music define our style, our leisure
activities, the people we associate with and ultimatley our
thought and behaviour. While popular music is nothing but a
soundtrack to subservience, punk remains a vibrant under-
ground almost twenty years after its rise. The true rebellious
nature of Rock and Roll has been constantly repackaged and
sold to the public. This corporate rebellion of the metaller and the
rapper is a sad joke serving only to divert any rebellious impulse
of the youth into mindless hero-worship and self destruction.

GOD SQUAD

Oh shit its the god squad
Say that i need jesus christ
To save me from this worthless life
Stop this sin and get a wife

Say that Aids has come
Like a plague on the Egyptians
We need a fucking disease
For all the uptight christians

Preach ancient mythology
Support the church hypocrisy
I wish that you would stay away from me

Why don´t you just leave me be
Your message isn´t reaching me
Stay away from me

This song was inspired by real life experiences of being constantly
harassad by jesus freaks on campus as a young student.
Something about being a green haired punk rocker seemed to
constantly attract them. I even painted "stay away" on my vest for
a while. At least I could vent my frustrations in song

DEATH OF A GENERATION

Europe´s innocence was in the streets
Its guilt was in the cabinets
Statesmen lead the masses
Forward to their doom

Death of a generation
What a price glory

Youths optimism shattered
In the kindermord
Millions of voices silenced
A war to end all wars

From the fields of the Somme
To the fortress of Verdun
A generation crushed
By the fury of modern war

This song was inspired by two book about the First World War by
Alastair Home Death of a generation and What price Glory. From
our vantage point in the late 20th Century we are de-sensitized to
the sheer horror of the mass slaughter that we now know as the first
of two World Wars. The study of history reveals terror and suffering
on a scale previously inconceivable and compounded upon ever since.

THE REVOLUTION WILL NOT BE ANALOG

Just as firearms
Gave the peasant a tool against the knight
So the computer is our lever against
The oppressor
Digital Revolutionaries
Wreck Havoc in cyberspace
Sabotage from within
Leaving not a trace

Our revolution will not be analog

Products of the info-age
Raised on technology
The future is now
For the cyberpunk
Shockwave riders
At war with tyranny
Boxes, chips and fiber optics
Stock the armory

One for the cyberpunks and phreaks out there. The system can be
attacked by many means. Just as David was able to defeat Golitaht
by means of a sling and superior will so too can the rebel defeat the
system by superior use of its own technology. "The capitalist will
gladly sell you the very rope you intend to hang him with."

NECROPOLIS

The rich fled to the suburbs
And the jobs fled overseas
Now urban life has crumbled
And the city´s under siege
Working class and ethic bastions
Broke up and atomized
Soulles urband spawl
Leaves us isolated and dehumanized

Miles and miles of ghetto
And boarded up empty homes
As rich suburbs creep ever outwards
In search of an empty aesthetic
Spectacular capitalist culture
Has reduced us to common slaves
Plug in culture broadcast into suburbian homes
Replaces the vibrant culture of the city

A hundred expressways out of town
With no destination
One way ticket out
Of a forsaken civilization
Fortress suburbia
Safe from percieved decline
Is instead a stage
For abuse neglect and dysfunctional

Poverty and despair
Crime drugs and homelessness
Metropole crumbles to dust
Why live in a city already dead?
Squatters punks and outcasts
Rule the ruins of tomorrow today
Scraping a living from the empires fall
Thriving of urban decay

America´s cities stand as monuments to a disposable
lifetstyle. Those who can afford too flee to the suburbs in
droves and leave the inner city to decay and die. The
artificial reality of the suburbs with their consumer aestetic
only serves as a facade for decline. There is still life and
movement in the ruins. Beneath the surface lurk the
"troops of tomorrow" the disenfranchised, the urban pioneer.
Someday the thin veneer of order will crumble away
and these elements will rise to the surface.

WAR WITHOUT MERCY

Theories of Mitchell and Douhet
AAF to vindicate
Strategic bombardment
Shall obliterate

Unseen enemy
Another culture a diffrent race
Raining death above
Never see a human face

War- With no mercy
War- With no mercy

Home islands cities all to raze
One by one set ablaze
Tokyo consumed by fire
As falls the sun god´s empire

Rising sun is falling down
Cities burnt to the ground
Commerce rainding in the seas
This is with no mercy

Rascist propaganda
Inflames war hysteria
Modern war´s full fury unleashed
Power of the atom bomb released
Nagasaki, Hiroshima, August ´45
Two cities levelled
Tens of thousands die

This song takes its name from a book
examining the racist natire of Americas war on Japan 1941-45.

MCMLXVIII

War ragin cities burning
Violence in the streets
Long hot summer days of rage
Youths in full revolt
Black Panthers young lords example for today

Paris, Prauge, Belfast and Mexico the fight for
Freedom´s waged

Nineteen sixty eight nineteen sixty eight

For one heroic year revolution was in grasp
But yesterdays rebels are oppressors of today
From these days of decision there are
Lessons to be learned
The state has learned its lesson
Its time that we learns ours

The revolutionary movement in the west seemed to reach a
new peak in 1968. An entire generation was radicalized and
mobilized for social change. The powers that be managed to
freeze out this rebllion through the use of a brute force, a flood
of drugs, token reforms and co-option of many figurehead
leaders. The response to the LA reballion shows that the state
has learned to deal with urband revolt . Our continued freedom
to openly dissent shows that the state has also learned to
accept a certain level of organized resistance. However, once
this level of resistance or dissent becoms a threatening except
to share the fate of the Branc Davidians, Mohawk Indians, or
MOVE.

MISERY

The world is just a game played by you
Everyone can be twisted to bow before you
* I am the master and your are the slave *
Your ego-bound power trip fills me with rage

Why won´t you ever let me be
All you ever do is shit on me
The more you tell me what to do
The more I´m going to say * Fuck You! *

To use and abuse is the way of the game
Blinded by glory and dillusions of fame
Trampling those around you: Means to an end
I´m exposing your fucked up ways which you
Can´t defend

I won´t be ripped apart by your cut-downs
The situation is changed I´m ending it right now
Where once was friendship now there is pain
Now it´s my turn to attack and expose your shame

It´s all over now: Been brought to an end
Too blind to see anything, you won´t be relent
A new circle of followers to bend to your will
Another set of * friends * to make their lives
a living hell.

Unfortunatley at this present moment in history, humankind has
yet to find a suitable solution for dealing with power-mongers
hell-bent on to controlling our lives. Occasionally, we are all subject
to their thaunts, insult and lies, which this song is about. This is
a very personal song about overcoming a brush with such asshole
...a song I think too many people can relate to. Don´t let the bastards
grind you down!

ALL AMERICAN WORKING CLASS HERO

The worst kind of slave
Believes he is free
You have been bought off
By consumer society

Pretension to middle class
Ruin working class solidarity
Grope for trappings of affluence
As your real wages decline
When you´re fortyfive
And they can´t use you no more
Give you a pink slip and point you to the door
A mindless pawn of capital
A slave to the man
Obeyed their rules
Played their game
Believed their promises
All of them lies

Now you join the others
On the welfare line
Fill out their forms lick their boots
For a check each month
To keep you from starving
Just another tool to buy you off
Ensure your dependance on the state
In your ignorance you´ll never rebel
And with your dying breath you´ll still blame
Yourself

The American worker. Never in history has anyone been
more duped into accepting their own oppression. Is the caged
animal in a larger cage any more free than one in a cage so
small it cannot turn around ?

DOGFIGHT

Man´s best friend or so its said
A noble dog
Lies bloody and dead
Victims of a mindless sport
Practiced by the ignorant sort

Bred and trained
To kill their own kind
Inhumane puppy mills
And brutal training
Forced into the pit and death

Cruel minded scum
Place their bets
And the dogs tear at
Eachothers flesh
Only a sadist could delight
In such carnage

The cops don´t care
It´s a good old boy thing
And the dogs die senselessy in the ring
When the cops hassle the punks
Don´t they always threaten to shoot our dogs

All too often the US animal rights movement focuses on the
abuses of farm animals or endagered species. Dog fighting,
though illegal, is very widespread and leads to the abusing and
death of thousands of dogs each year. Punks and dogs have
a special relationship and we should look for our canine
compatriots. Bloodsports must be stopped.

SWORD OF DAMOCLES

Media fills our eyes and ears
With vision of violent streets
Surely the decline of the family
Has lead to a decay of society
But these family values
Are values of dysfunction
The most violent place in America
Is inside the home
Children molested and abused
Spouses beaten and raped
Where can you run or hide
When the killing fields are your home
Blackened eyes and broken teeth
Still return for more
Vicious circle of dependancy
Will it end in death?

My experiences growing up poor being raised by a single
mother pale in comparation to the horror stories from many
friends who grew up in well to do, happy, suburbian families.
According to hospital statistics patients treated for injuries
resulting from violence are primarily victims of domestic violence
not random crime. Most rape victims were not assaulted
on the street but raped by an acquaintance. The true levels of
physical and sexual abuse are difficult to quantify statistically
but with so many of my friends telling me stories of vicimization
I think it is a far greater problem than we care to admit.

WAR ON WANKERS

When your band started out
We thought you were the shit
Bought your records, booked your shows
´Cos you were down with the scene

Our support and loyalty
Took you really far
Record deals, world wide tours
You´ll be the next big star

Used the punk scene as a stepping stone
Become a major label star
When the limelight fades
We´ll remember who you are

Sign to a major label
Play commercial shit
Claim credit for being underground
While distancing yourselves from us

Now the critics love you
Your career is at it´s peak
But as your ego grows
Your music gets more weak

Used the punk as a stepping stone
Become a major label star
When the limelight fades
We remeber who you are

Lost all your creativity
No one likes you any more
And we won´t be fooled
By your nostalgic comeback tour

You´re just another sellout
We never needed anyway
We´ll stay true to the underground
Long after you fade away

Ironically this song was written just a few months before "pop punk"
exploded into the media spotlight. Taking a cue from the
great 1983 NOTA song War on Wankers I wrote this rant
about sell out bands. My prescience was matched only by the
delays in releasing this album. You´ll notice I don´t name any
band names in this song. You, the listener, can think up your
own.

STOP THINKING AND FOLLOW

Unimportant undistinguished
Lost with no identity
You want power
You crave authority

Stop thinking and follow

Individual will
Submitted to the mass
Conform and blindly follow
Like brownshirts of the past
From your own fear of humiliation
You try to hide
Try to pick the winning side

Choose your ideology
When you choose your gang
Imitate their beliefs
Dress and slang
You stick together
Source of your pride
Agression domination
Builds inside

Conformist group
False sense of superiority
Afraid to admit
Your own inferiority
Judgement and condemnation
Are your deepest fears
Set out to prove yourself
In the eyes of your peers

You rape and rob
And victimize the meek
Fighting ten on one
To hide the fact that you´re weak
Doc Marten boots
Shaven head
Stop thinking and follow
Your mind is dead

This is an older song inspired by my observations of a
skinhead gang war in Minneapolis in the late 80´s. The closer
one looks the less one sees dividing the mentality of the
average Nazi-bonehead from the average SHARP skin. While
a few skinheads continue to surprise me by thinking for themselves,
the majority remain an ignorant and pathetic lot. Mentally crippled
and insecure their only recourse is to bury their
identity in a conformist subculture based on an idealized
characture to late 60´s English soccer hooligans. Recent years
seem to have seen fewer skinheads associating with the Punk/Hardcore
scene. I can only hope this trend continues.

LAID TO WASTE

The sky is black with clouds of flame
Europe´s cities blaze

Total war strategic bombing
Cities laid to waste

Gurenica, and London
Rotterdam, Dresden
Terror..Bombing..Total...War

Burning cities broken homes
Millions die for leaders conquests

Cities laid...Laid to waste

Around the turn of the century there was some movement
towards banning aerial warfare in the same way poison gas
and exploding bullets are prohibited from use in war. However,
experience with the tactical use of the airplane in war proved
it was an invaluable addition to a Nations arsenal.
Some experimation with strategic bombing was conducted
in the First World War but it was not until the bombing
of Guernica in the Spanish Civil War that its true meaning
was grasped. The Second World war was truly a total war.
Every citizen was a combatant and every home a target.
Whole cities were destroyed with the aim of instilling terror
rather than disabling any military target. After the war the
Strategic Bombing Survey and other studies concluded that
this massive effort was of little military value. Strategic
bombing´s only saving grace was the developement of nuclear
weapons. A development which threatens the existence of
our planet to this day.

RENDER UNTO CAESAR

Render unto Caesar every april 15th
Taxation is extortion feeding the coffers
Of the state
Our sweat and blood is squandered
On the politicans schemes

Subsidize the rich
With the wages of the poor
Taxing all transactions
Tax the fucking land

I´ll buy used or steal
Work under the table
Do whatever I can
So as not to pay the man

CHAINS OF TORMENT

Cops serve the rich
The rich make the laws
No justice for you
Once you´re in their claws

Property and wealth
Police protect and serve
Bankers and businessmen
Won´t get what they deserve

Eliminate the cops
True justice you will see
Rapist and molesters
Will swing from every tree

Forces of repression
Everywhere you go
Perceived fear of crime
Serves the status quo

REDNECK

Corrosion of conformity 1982

BANALITY OF EVIL

A number a uniform and anonymity
Rank a gun and vague authority
Yesterdays victim, todays armed bully
Sadistic revenge against society

Banality of evil, no fucking excuse

Commit your vile atrocities
When your crimes are exposed for all to see
You utter som shit abouts evil´s banality
Doing your job doing your duty

Uniformed thugs with power obsesed
Try to pass the buck for your excess
Acted under orders, under duress
You loved every moment why don´t you confess

Those were your days of glory
Your finest hour
Revelling in the glory
Of your new found power
But your taste of domination
Will soon grow sour
The past catches up
With every hour

GET USED TO IT

Gay and proud and in your face
Coming out every place
Provokes your violent aggression
From the direction of another´s affection

Might make you feel uncomfortable
You might think it´s strange
But you´d better be used to it
´Cos it never gonna change

Your cruel jokes and violent behavior
Reveal bigoted sexual insecurity
Discriminatory behavior
Of dominant hetero society

What if hetero males
Were the victims and not the queer nation
Maybe then we´d see
Some appaels of toleration
Get used to it!

GYNOCIDE

Sacrificed upon the pyre
Consumed by man´s mortal fire
Such has been the woman´s fate
Dissent and burn at the stake
Victims of patriarchy, victims of tradition
Persecution as control, sanctified by
Religion

Foreign cultures easy to indict
But does not the same terror
Reign on our streets at night?

Today in Africa female circumcision
Is brutaliy imposed to enforce submission
Crippling brutal mutilation
To enforce male domination
Barbaric clitorectomy
To enforce patriarchy

Indian woman burned alive
Their husband they cannot survive
Woman treated like property
Sold and murdered for their dowry

I know I´m supposed to understand
Cultural differences
But there´s no way to justify
These barbaric pratices

ODE TO RAMEN

Five for a dollar
Cooks in three minutes
Tastes great!
Ode to Ramen, ode to Ramen

BURN THIS RASCIST SYSTEM DOWN

BURN THIS RASCIST SYSTEM DOWN!

ATOMIC MYOPIA

Three mile island, Chernobyl
Tip of the iceberg
Capitalism communism alike
Sacrifice the enviroment
Health of the people is sacrificed
To amass power and profits
For the privileged few

Nuclear power and weapons
Inextricably linked
Man´s perceived mastery over nature
Perceived mastery over his foes

Waste and nuclear subst
Poisoning the seas
Cancer and pollution
Thousand years legacy
From Chernobyl to Puerto Rico
Unsafe reactors stand
Silently killing
Leaking radiation

ANTHEM

Anarchy punk chaos...DESTROY!
Ad Nauseum
Louder faster louder faster
BLEEEEEEARRRRGGHHHH!
F.Y.I.P
Fuck you I´m punk!

ENFORCED ORTHODOXY

Censorship on the left and right
Watch what you think
Watch what you say

Enforced orthodoxy

LETHAL HABITS

Shoot some cocain
To pacify your brain
It´s brought to you
Courtesy of the CIA

In Vietnam men didn´t die in vain
The US shipped back heroin in their body bags
My neighborhoods a shooting gallery
Because of crackdealing scum
Another kid blown away
Thirteen years young

What´s your pleasure
What drugs did you do today?
Because of your habit
Who died along the way?

Drug dealers
Death dealers
Life stealers
Junkie Breeders

OBEDIENCE

Throughout history
People have suffered and died
Because they would not question
Their leaders lies

I say fuck authority
Fuck auothority
Fuck auothority
And open up your eyes

DEFIANCE

I´ll do what I want
Not what you dictate
I won´t buy into
The system of today
I´ll say what I think
Not what you dictate

Because I´m free
No pawn of the state

I won´t support
This fucking system
I´ll stand up and fight
Make the world listen
I will resist
Usurpers and tyrants
Against the oppressor
I remain defiant

YUPPIE BEWARE

When yuppie scum
Come to town
Building their townhouses
You gotta burn them down
This city is ours we already live here
You raise up the rent drive up the price of beer
Yuppies don´t like the sight of me
They call their slaves the police
I outran your fat servants
For the second time this week
I hope you like punk rock
Better hide your car
There´s a party on your block
The suburbs are for you
Stay the fuck out there
Wanna gentrify my neighborhood
Yuppie beware

SANTA-GOD

Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Do you believe in god?
Are you bound by christianity
Or another trite mythology

What´s your god done for you lately?
Did he pay your rent or just save you from your
sins?

Have you heard from Allah christ or the
Great pumpkin?
The opium of the masses keeps you ignorant
And blind

Time to realize that religion´s nothing more
Than a futil attempt to explain what we
Cannot understand
With superstition and fairy tales

CHILDREN´S CRUSADE

We are the new youth crew
Take a look at this tattoo
Time has come to deal with you
´Cos we saw you drinking brew
United and bald you and me
United against conformity
Straight and clean is the way
Deviate and you will pay

Harken to the righteous tirade
Join up with the children´s crusade

Moving from the suburbs to the lower
East Side
Middle class youth display their working
Class pride
When mom and dad say its just a phase
Straight til death is what I´ll say
Will the crusader still be straight
When he´s old enough to graduate

WE´RE STRONG TO THE FINISH ´COS WE EATS OUR SPINACH

We don´t eat cows
We don´t eat pigs
We don´t eat sheep
But our muscles are big
If you want to be big and strong like us
Eating your veggies is a must

TOTAL FUCKING CHAOS

Blood for the blood gods!
Speeding cross the tundra
On our cro-moly steeds
We valiantly ride forth
To do chaotic deeds
Spreading devastation
In our knobby studded path
No feeble mortal yuppie shall escape our
Awesome wrath

Forget nothing forgive no-one

Blazin molten metal forged in the depths
of Hell
The hordes increase as our mighty force
swell
Rabidly possessed with malevolent fury
Get out of our way we´re in a fucking hurry

Forged in the maelstrom we are chaos spawn
Riding out of darkness and onto your lawn
Crushing your bones under our tires
Tempered by evil in the blood god´s fires

In our wake follow the beasts
Blood of our victims shall become their feast
Slaves to masters bound by no laws
Those who defy shall perish in their jaws

US VS. THE WORLD II

You call us an elitist crew
Because we got no faith in you
Kick ass to any nazi who´ll give you a brew
We´ve got better things to do

FUCKING ALTERNATIVE

Fucking alternative!
Grab a beer someone pass out
Fucking Punk Rock!

DOOM OF THE GREEDY

The owner grins blandly as he watches
The workers toil
Groaning under the crack of the whip
As they plant seeds in the soil
Land that should be theirs
But the company owns it all
Now the heat grows unbearable
As the works slows to a crawl

Multinational corporations
Exploitation of the starving nations
Rob them of their food, land and pride
Reaping profits off those who die

Growing coffee rather than food
Their lies owned by the master
Sweating and starving in the dirt
Forced to work the crops faster
As he threatens to cut wages
Already they hardly survive
But he can find more cheap labor
So he drives them until they die

Some workers wait in a hut
Revenge they can take no more
Time to smash down the greedy
With a plan they have in store
They arm with sticks and torches
Set fire to his house and crops
He staggers out screaming from the blaze
And they beat him until he drops