The only good
policeman is a dead one
The only good laws aren't enforced
I've never hung a ???? even a big one
I've never seen an indian on a horse
And I live like this 'cause I like it
And seen too much to pretend
You can't ignore the beauty in the things that you love
Like you can't stand the hatred and the lies
Have you always hunted with your hands?
Can you show me what you've done?
Have you always hunted with your hands?
If you catch it, can you kill it?
You don't understand, see you don't understand
See, I'm like a murderer, see, I'm like a murderer
And I could rip you limb from limb
And I could rip you limb from limb
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
See, I'm like a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm like a, I'm a hunter-gatherer, see, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a, I'm a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a, I'm a hunter-gatherer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
I'm a, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
Have you always hunted with your hands?
Can you show me what you've done?
Have you always hunted with your hands?
If you catch it, can you kill it?
I live like this 'cause I like it
And I've seen too much to pretend
You can't ignore the beauty in the things that you love
Like you can't stand the hatred and the lies
See, see, see I'm a murderer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
Its a great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
Great big thing crawling all over me
No!
Huh!
Live in a room
An empty room
Four walls
White walls
I live in a hole
Huh!
Go!
I live in a hole
Not some trailer park
I won't die
In a chair that I own
I live in a hole
Huh!
I live in a hole
Huh! Hoh! Huh! Hoh!
Every day
I get less civilized
It's a lot of work
To dig that hole
Huh!
Go!
Hey little girl
in U.S. dress
Come and give daddy kiss
To Dead Billy
U.S. soldier in green
Little lady with napalm butt
Come and give a head to, to
Dead Billy - make you boom boom boom
Dead Billy
Dead Billy - make you happy
Dead Billy - make you crawl
Dead Billy - put your hand in his hole
Dead Billy - show you what it's like to die
This is not a love song
And this is not a kiss
For Dead Billy
Dead Billy - make you happy
Dead Billy - make you crawl
Dead Billy - put your hand in his hole
Dead Billy - show you what it's like to die
This is not a love song
And this is not a kiss
For Dead Billy
No Viet?
Say, God
Shut me up
Kill my dad
????s weak
Tried to shut me up
I just want away
Keep me quiet
While I'm away
Shut me up
The only way
To keep me quiet
I can be killed
I can be killed
Come on
Go ahead, come on, do me in
Come on, face in the dark
Gotta knock me off
Wanna, wanna, wanna shut me up?
Try to keep me quiet
That's the only way
To shut me up
Come on
I can be killed
I can be killed
Come on
I have never been
so happy in my whole life
I've been denying this so long, I'm sure its right
Finally, this is working
Finally, this is life
Finally, this is working
Finally, this is life
In comes the crack
And everything falls apart
Then comes the blow, right
Then comes the crack
And everything comes apart
Then comes the night
Then she dies
I still can't believe this
This is something I've done
I've never been so broken
I've never hurt so much
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
This is lake an amputation
Then comes the crack
And everything falls apart
Then comes the blow
And she dies
Then comes the crack
And everything comes apart
Then comes the night
And she dies
I still can't believe this
This is something I've done
I've never been so broken
I've never hurt so much
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
This is like an amputation
This is like a slap in the face
And this is like an amputation
And then comes the crack
And everything falls apart
Then comes the blow
And she dies
And then comes the crack
And everything is torn apart
And then comes the night
And then she dies
That man's shirt
is worth more than your life
And I'd rather kill him than insult you
He hasn't the sense to know we were fighting
He hasn't the fear to run
We have to rip this up
It doesn't look quite right
People like that, too dirty to save
Better watch out, friend
He's gonna get torn
When I poke my fingers in it
I tear him apart
Cover your ears
They make a lot of noise
We have to rip this up
It doesn't look quite right
I don't know why
we come here
Guess I just needed the bang
We walks in the beef
And then we pull on the rope
And then the, then the hammer comes down
Cables
Cables
Cables
So I guess they know
I'm not no company man
But I can pull on a rope
I can kill a cow
Bad as any other fucker can
Cables
Cables
Cables
Oh
This is our land
We got a right
Got a lot of birds
Got a lot of corn
I'm on a kill
This is our land
We got a right
And those are my kids
Kill 'em every one
Aaahaahaa, oh momma
Oh, honey I'm
a mess
Oh, a useless set of legs
Oh, honey I'm a waste
Oh, honey I'm a wreck
But, hon, I will maintain
Time to stay
In the leading truck
That always runs slow
Oh, oh, honey I'm a mess
Oh, honey I'm a wreck
Oh, honey I'm a waste
Aw, honey you're a bitch
What a useless set of legs
But I will maintain
Time to stay
In the leading truck
That always runs slow
But I will maintain
Time to sing
In the leading truck
That always runs slow
And I will maintain
Time to say
In the leading truck
Always runs slow
Bitch!
This is Texas
This is redneck
This is lone star
This is wetback
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
This is Texas
This is bad ass
This is chain-gang
This is mustache
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
I am Texas
"...invaded
by hordes of scummy, race-mixing traitors and Red-led Marxist mongrels demanding
human rights for subhumans. Yes, once again, we see
amassed the underground army of social malcontents, racial throwbacks, and genetically-botched
black boneheads, this army of ghetto guerrillas and
street-razor savages that has turned our cities into jungles and our schools
into battlefields. Now this army of the ignorant, the shiftless, the criminal
and the irresponsible, after receiving billions upon billions of dollars in
Federal aid, for everything from free food to free abortions, they now come
to Washington, D.C. to demand a national holiday for this doubly-degenerate,
Jew-led, Red jungle bunny responsible for their freedom to lope their way through
life at the white man's expense. Martin Luther King, a disgraceful, Communist
Jew, a member of no less than sixty-two Communist Party front groups, a black
man who lusted after white women, who embraced the teachings of a half-pint
Hindu, and a Christ-hating Jew. This criminal Communist coon, they want a national
holiday for him? Ridiculous."
Bit me
Bit me cause he thought I was black
Bit me, musta thought I was black
Looks like a rat, looks like a rat
Seth is just a racist dog
I don't know why he's so mean
I don't know why she's so screwed
I don't know why he's so mean
I don't know why she's so screwed-up ??
Bit me cause he thought I was black
Bit me, musta thought I was black
Blast me in the shack, then he set off his dog
Seth is just a racist dog
I don't know why he's so mean
I don't know why she's so screwed-up ??
I don't know why he's so mean
I don't know why she's so screwed ??
I don't know why he's so mean
I don't know why she's so screwed-up ??
Something angry
in me
Doesn't like the mean in you
Something angry in me
Doesn't like the mean in you
One look in your window
And I spit in your mouth
I cut up what I don't like
Don't turn around
I'm buying a knife
Regular guy
Rex got a need
Rex, Racer X
Brother of Speed
Brother of Speed
Brother of sex
Shut up, Pops
Rex, Racer X
OK
Got a big white X
On the top of his car
Rex keeps his speed
In a little glass jar
Racer X on the road
Rex on the track
Little cartoon nips
Racer X on attack
OK
Just a man in a car
Racer X got a need
Come on, Five
I need a little more speed
He's just a regular guy
Racer X got a need
Come on, Pops
I need a little more speed
Just a goddamn job
Just a goddamn job
Just a goddamn job
Just a goddamn job
Just a goddamn job
When you're hauling strips
Just a goddamn job
Rex needs his fix
OK
OK
Rex is a man
He's the brother of sex
Aw, shut up, Pops
Here's to Rex, Racer X
OK
Got a foot and
a half of unregistered steel
Shake that, sis, we got a street to deal
Got an inch and a half of number nine shot
Pumped up your ass in the parking lot
Sawed-off (Shotgun)
Sawed-off (Shotgun)
Got an inch and a half of number nine shot
All pumped up your ass in the parking lot
Got a foot and a half of unregistered steel
Shake that, sis, we got a street to deal
Sawed-off (Shotgun)
Sawed-off (Shotgun)
Bang bang bang bang
I am the ugly
American
I hate what I am
I am the ugly American
I hate what I am
I take a picture of your founding father
I hate a picture of your local color
I take a picture of your founding father
I take a picture of your local color
We're so ugly, we're so ugly
We're so ugly
I am the ugly American
I am the ugly American
I am the ugly American
I hate what you are
Take a picture of your declasse
Take a picture and you only say
Take a picture of your ugly country
Take a picture and you only say
I am the ugly American
I am the ugly American
I am the ugly American
I hate what you are
Take a picture of your declasse
Take a picture of your declasse
Take a picture and you only say
Take a picture and you only say
We're so ugly, we're so ugly
We're so ugly
I am the ugly American
I know what I am
I am the ugly American
I am what I am
Say you're cultured cause you had a king?
Your little boys sleep with their sisters
I am the ugly American
I know what I am
I am the ugly American
I love what I am
Yeah!
He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch
With a fist where most folks kept their face
He was a plug-ugly son of a bitch
With a fist where most folks kept their face
A keen half dozen of us would've done him in
But he was never around
Except when we were drunk
And he's not like we are
See, he doesn't know his place
And he thinks he's some kind of big cheese
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
Would've done him in
Could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him
Wouldn't bat an eye
Well, he's not like we are
See, he drinks his Jack straight
And he sleeps with his wife
And he pays his whores
And he's not like we are
See he drinks his Jack straight
And he sleeps in his cab
And he pays his whores
But I'm Gods gift to women
They always want my dick
Except for that girl thinks I'm trash
And I'm Gods gift to women
Always want my dick
Except for that college girl
I'll kill her
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've done him in
Could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him
Wouldn't bat an eye
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
Could've done him in
Could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him
Wouldn't bat an eye
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've done him in
Could've put him by
A buck knife, a saw blade
A lead pipe, a twelve gauge
I could've deep-sixed him
Wouldn't bat an eye
My head on the
ground
With my mouth full of dirt
Your foot in my face
Is what keeps me alive
When its over
When its over
When its over
When this is over
I want sleep
Opened the door
With a gun in his hand
Sometimes I think
I'm gonna catch it in the back
Feed me a line
I've had a few
Clean my clock
Guess I had it coming
When its over
When its over
When its over
When this is over
I want sleep
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hit it!
Hit it! Ha!
I'm mad
Revenge
I'll cut your throat
I'll make amends
Ha! Ha!
I'm mad
That's a fact
Get ready, dog
For the big payback
I'm mad
Revenge
I'll cut your throat
I'll make amends
Take a walk
We'll have a talk
It'll be good to depend
On my 12-gauge friend
I'm mad
That's a fact
Get ready, dog
For the big payback
Hit it! Ha!
Hit it! Ha!