DEATH INSURANCE

Well into summer just before the 12th grade
Met a pretty girl, think you’ve got it made
She loves you a lot, gonna have a kid
Gotta get a job, it’s what your dad did
Drop out of school, find any work you can land
Doesn’t look good, nightshift at the plant
You make the bombs they’ll drop overseas
The dice have been cast, your future’s bleak
To make ends meet, you’ll be there 8 to 5
This is your lot, this is the rest of your life

Do you remember the times you’ve left behind
Now you’re here and what did you find
Did you wish for more and end up with less
Did you plan your life or plan your death
Got nowhere to go, now your wrists are cut
Hand you a coffin and you help them nail it…
Got nowhere to go, now your wrists are cut
Hand you a coffin and you help them nail it SHUT

You think you’re late, forgot to take the pill
Your mom just says “You know it’s God’s will”
Forced to stay at home, with kids all day long
Just dishes and diapers, your dreams are gone
Lonely state of being, no hope of change
Like a servant in a tower, ‘til death you’ll remain
No time of your own, inside you feel frozen
In this thankless role, your life forever chosen
Your nights are short, your days are bleak
For a way out, you pray at the end of the week

In the midst of this hell an unwanted child was born
Into a family already shattered and torn
Neglected and abused, a childhood spent
Another ball and chain for mom to resent
Not good enough to earn father’s respect
“My loser kid” is what he rejects
Can’t deal with feelings, never learned how
To flee or fight is all that’s left now.
No hope for better; surrounded by hate
Until death comes knocking to seal your fate

DRUG SONG

It all started when I was fifteen
A little beer, pot, and LSD
Look at the fucked up world round me
Don’t think I’ll make it to see twenty three

Gotta get fucked up before the gig
Scramble to find a clean rig
One more time another roulette
Play with fire might end up dead

Smack, Coke, Speed Too many to recall
Probably the worst, the old speedball
They’re all great I’ve done ‘em all
I’m just lucky I’ve had close calls

What you give is what you get
Shot in the arm bullet in the head
Freakin’ on your friends or dyin’ in your bed
I want life with no regrets

HILLBILLY HELLFIRE

This land was stolen from the First Peoples - who said it couldn’t be sold
But the Europeans enslaved them to quench their thirst for gold
It’s a cycle that has continued since before the time of Christ
And brought to North America with Columbus’ greed and avarice.

ON STOLEN LAND! They build their shopping malls
ON STOLEN LAND! Grows never-ending urban sprawl
They stole it from the Natives - They have stolen it from our children
Their destruction must be stopped before the Earth is forever ruined

It was Thomas Jefferson who claimed “Manifest Destiny”
To conquor North America and spread our white man’s disease
They destroyed Mother Earth for riches and ancient forrest were felled
For the Native peoples they reserved a special spot in Hell

It’s short-sighted decisions of our rulers that must be stopped
Let’s get out the ax and fell the system with one chop
Because without a complete restructuring of human society
The will be no place at all on Earth that is safe for you and me

HUNG, DRAWN & QUARTERED

Today I got a flyer in the mail
Just more proof their system’s failed
It says a rapist is moving near
Another predator for you to fear
It’s not long now – until he must feed
It’s not long now – until the innocent bleed
He did his time – they set him free
They unleashed a beast upon you and me

STOP! STOP! – Get the noose
Another rapist’s on the loose
NO! NO! – Can’t trust the state
Now it’s time to castrate

Hung, drawn and quartered
… is what’s in store for you
Impalement on a stake
… will end this cycle of abuse
Beheaded with a guitar string
… is justice for your crime of hate
Feed you to rabid wolves
… for your victims it’s still too late

He can’t stop now – he never fucking will
He does it for power – he does it for thrills
He’s lurking in the dark in your backyard
Looking for a life he can devour
It’s not long now – until he must feed
It’s not long now – until the innocent bleed
He did his time – they set him free
They unleashed a beast upon you and me

JUSTICE IN A BAG

Off the went to fight in Iraq
Said we’d give them their country back
“We’re just here to set y’all free
Give you a taste of our democracy”

Justice in a bag – a bag that’s pulled over your head
Justice in a bag – let ‘em laugh or you’ll end up dead
Justice in a bag – they promised you a better life
Justice in a bag – now you’re broken and scarred for life

Pentagon heard but paid no heed
Why mention this criminal deed?
Since the photos came to light
Now we know of their brutal plight

Justice in a bag – a bag that’s pulled over your head
Justice in a bag – let ‘em laugh or you’ll end up dead
Justice in a bag – they promised you a better life
Justice in a bag – now you’re broken and scarred for life

Bored prison guards did more damage
Than a B-52 can manage
Way to win the hearts and minds
Never forget your filthy crimes

Justice in a bag – a bag that’s pulled over your head
Justice in a bag – let ‘em laugh or you’ll end up dead
Justice in a bag – they promised you a better life
Justice in a bag – now you’re broken and scarred for life

MPD (Ode to Minneapolis...)

Young and Black was his only crime
Playing with toys to pass the time
When the cops came he ran away
Bullet in the back for “failure to obey”

M-P-D: You ain’t color blind!
M-P-D: It’s a fucking crime!
M-P-D: Are shooting kids!
M-P-D: You’re full of shit!

Beating Native peoples is what they do
“Get in the trunk - I ain’t through with you!”
On a cold winter’s they’ll beat you in the head
Then piss on you and leave you for dead.

Racial profiling: “No! It’s just not true!”
But if your skin is dark, the odds are against you
“We even pulled over a white punker the other day”
“You kids stay out of trouble and have a nice day!”

Evidence of their cowboy thought:
The rows of 4 x 4’s in their parking lot
For those they have pledged to serve and protect
Fair treatment of minorities is what they reject

If you’re rich and white and don’t see the problem
Because everyone they beat are deserving hoodlums
Then it’s off to Hell with the likes of you
And the fascist scumbag MPD too!

M-P-D: They hate your guts...
M-P-D: If complain too much!
M-P-D: Will shoot your dog...
Like lambs to slaughter - let’s butcher some hogs!

NO SIGN OF LIFE

I live my life nailed to the floor
Going nowhere faster than before
I punch the card and head for the door
This daily life is such fucking bore

No sign of life – I wanna go home
No sign of life – I’m a robot drone
No sign of life – I’m sick of this shit
No sign of life – I wanna fuckin’ quit

Another work day a nail in the coffin
Fucker in the office is the one who’s laughing
No sign of life in this stagnant tomb
From my first breath I knew my fate was doomed

Just how much longer can I go on?
Always treated like a useless moron
I know that brain death is for certain
Just waiting for them to draw the curtain

OFFICER FRIENDLY

Kicked and punched and beaten to the ground
Your spitting blood as your hands are tightly bound
Vomiting pepperspray while they laugh at your disgrace
Then call you a faggor and kick you in the face

VIOLATION - No you can't contest
INTERIGATION - Now you're under arrest
ISOLATION - More wounds to mend
INCARCERATION - Officer friendly ain't your friend

Thought they were done, they pulled out their batons
You're obviously resisting and this is their response
Thought they were done, they pulled out their batons
Disrespect for rights as the beat goes on...

REAGAN’S GHOST

Been out of office more than fifteen years
Not enough time to forget the fears
Puppet government in El Salvador
U.S. interests all over the world
Iron Curtain Nuclear war
Childhood nightmares I want no more

We’re living in the midst of Reagan’s Ghost
A world controlled by those who have the most
We’re living in the midst of Reagan’s Ghost
A world that liars down in Flor’da chose

Too bad the Soviet Arch-Rival’s gone
One for the Gip One more for Ron
Bush Dick Colon take their stand
A futile search for their Tali-Ban
Resurgence of the political Right
Showin’ off the Superpower’s might

Buried weapons in Iraq?
That MX is still on your block
For food and schools there’s no concern
Just prison’s, bombs When will the books burn?
Who is next? Iran? Korea?
How much longer will they bleed us?

RICH KID

You were sixteen had your own car
A fucking promqueen with a credit card
Had no worries of your own
I had nothing Not even a home

Hangin’ out with preps and jocks
Go into the city – hands on the locks
I see the club It’s not too far
On your way to the college bar

Richkid-Richkid-Life’s a bitch-You ain’t had to work for shit
Richkid-Richkid-Life’s a bitch-You ain’t had to work for shit
Richkid-Richkid-Life’s a bitch-You ain’t had to work for shit
Richkid-Richkid-Life’s a bitch-You ain’t had to work for Fucking Shit

Teenage angst – You’ve got none
There’s no game – You’ve already won
Your parents did it all for you
Spend your days with the penthouse view

Fucking with those who have less
For the real world it’s just a test
Judging others by the way they look
What they drive and who they fuck

TIMMY

Timmy was in school but never fit in
Reading was his love but dreaded the gym
He was frail and weak – never made the team
Soon to face a wrath like he’d never seen

The high school jock had his new whipping boy
Tormenting others was his twisted joy
Beatings, taunts and curses he would yell
Made Timmy’s life a pure and living hell

Think you’re tough – but you’re playing with fire
Grind away ‘til your prey’s a thin wire
Push the limit and he’s sure to snap
When he does –he’s gonna fight back

None seemed to care about his misery
All he wants to do is set himself free
He’s got a plan to end his torture soon
Tomorrow’s the day – Tomorrow high noon

The lunch bell rings – the students begin to feed
Little did they know one of them will bleed
Timmy came up and pulled out a gun
Finally a game ‘lill Timmy won

He’s had the last of his of his “Hail Mary” plays
Now in a vivid pool of blood he lays
Lill Timmy’s off to rot away in jail
But other jocks should learn this lesson well

Think you’re tough – but you’re playing with fire
Grind away ‘til your prey’s a thin wire
Push the limit and he’s sure to snap
When he does – he’s gonna fight back

None seemed to care about his misery
All he wants to do is set himself free
He’s got a plan to end his torture soon
Tomorrow’s the day – Tomorrow high noon

TRAILER PARK BEAUTY QUEEN

Moustache, mullet and a moster truck
Got an attitude problem: "I don't give a fuck!"
Good ol' boy rebel with a mouth full of chew
"Out of my face bitch, I'm through with you!"

You're a trailer park beauty queen (Gotta cut the mullet, gotta cut the mullet)
And the size of your gut is fucking obscene (Gotta cut...)
Gonna get wasted and blow your scene (Gotta cut...)
'Cause you're the trailer park beauty queen (Gotta cut...)

Gonna get hog wild and watch NASCAR tonight
While doin' it doggy style is way out of sight.
Bartles and James, Jack Daniels too
Let's invite the whole family and have a screw....

WARTORN

They promised a future - implanted a dream
So fresh out of school he joined the Marines
But he never saw the truth in it all
Programmed to kill and shipped off to war
There's no way out and so it seems
They've stolen his life and shattered his dreams

Now he's wartorn.... wartorn

Once at peace as a child in bed
Now he awakes to bury the dead
Sucked in fucked off, used and abused
As he lays dying he knows all soldiers lose

Come on our children join the Army
Support your country - don't be afraid
We'll send you to college, educate you
You'll get paid - don't be afraid
If there's a war, we'll protect you
You'll be saved - don't be afraid
If you fall, you'll fall a hero
And with this flag we'll grace your grave.

WE ARE THE PUNX

We are the punx, gonna do it our own way
No matter what you say, we ain;t gonna change
25 years on and we're here to stay
We created a movement we created our own space
A commitment that we've made to do it ourselves
Not another fashion to be bought on a store shelf
This is real punk rock, from way before MTV
A movement having fun while fighting to be free

PUNK AS FUCK - we ain't gonna change
PUNK AS FUCK - this isn't a phase
PUNK AS FUCK - it's no about age
PUNK AS FUCK - still full of rage!

We say: let's have some fun
We say: let's tear shit up
We say: let's get drunk
We say: UP THE PUNX!!

WICKED MEN

Which religion do you choose - who do you believe?
Who's your god you helpless fools - what's your disease?
Can you determine what's good and bad - who do you believe?
Or is that you've been had - what's your disease?

If you could look into the hearts of the wicked men
Then it would be easier to understand
They created the lies for the benefit of them
In the namme of god they wrote their commands

Fuck the Bible, fuck the Q'ran
It's time to put them in the dustbin
Now's the time can't you see
Take control of you destiny
Fuck the Bible, fuck the Q'ran
Bullshit written by wicked men
Don't you buy it, don't you believe
End their religions then you'll be free

Who's your Shepherd you useless sheep?
To whom do you pray when you go to sleep?
Where's your god when the people bleed?
Why can't he help the people in need?

Where's the wisdom in their words?
Codified laws for the absurd
Can't think for yourself - no self control?
"Just think like us and do what you're told!"

WIDOW MAKER

They made soldiers from the boys
Mothers and daughters just sexuals toys
For the men no hope at all
Last stop a bullet-riddled wall.

Butchers, rapers, bloody widow makers
The vultures rob the undertakers
As they slaughter former neighbors
Is this the dark side of human nature?

No jewesl, no oil, no one will bother
To put an end to this bloody slaughter
Life is cheap when profits fail
Or when dark-skinned men die and kill

While they debate what is genocide
Shame-faced politicians run and hide
Cannot bear to know of blood soaked fields
their own ignorance constantly yields