All my life
I always somehow knew
That power came out of
The barrel of a gun
I thought I'd play
My rock'n'roll
For a few years
That's how I would
Raise my money
Things didn't pan out
Like gold from a stream
But I've got something else
Right up my sleeve
I'm going to ship myself
Overseas
To cure the world
Of your disease

Hey Mister
Lend this kid a dime
He looks young
But he's way past his prime
Hey Mister
Give these kids some time
They look good but
They're living in your slime
I really like you but
I just can't stand it
When you ask if
You can lend a hand
It's really basically
A simple plan
Turn back the tide
Of the shifting sand

Hey lady
Come over here
I want that fur
And that diamond
In your ear
These things you wear
They won't be enough
When you're dead
And getting stuffed

I'm giving you
A reason to live
After you give me
All you can give