These are the reasons I drink and take my pills
Humans are a virus and there is no cure
By the grace of god the manure will hit the fan
But I’ll be dead and I’ll be gone and I won’t really give a damn
Noone gives a second thought to your stupid dream
You’re just another cog in the mans big machine
So get a good job and pay all of your bills
And just because you can don’t crap out forty kids
Give me back my American Dream
Give my parents back their organized shame
Give my unborn children the future they deserve
And Give every single person what their life is really worth
Trash Trash Trash is all I see around
The earth is dying slowly I wish the devil would burn it down
Cash cash cash to buy more trash
I guess god didn’t build the earth to last
World War three is on its way on a red bicycle on a windy day
I’m selling tickets to the end of time
If you sell me your soul you’re next in line
And give me back my Democracy
Give my love to my country
Give the people back their patriotic pride
Give me liberty and freedom until the day I die
I get so tired of people every day
telling me I need their savior to wash my sins away
But I didn’t kill Lisa Macpherson for lord xenu
And I’ve never touched a little boy like the catholic priests all do
And I’ve never crashed a plane in the name of my god
I’ve never bombed a marathon or started a jihad
So don’t feed me this crock about you’re all so plain and pure
If religion does break even it will be a miracle
Give me back my wasted youth
Give me a lover that will say I do
Give us all a reason to keep on keepin on
Give thanks to the heavens I'm not the one in charge
credits
from Organized Shame,
released July 15, 2014
Backing vocals by Justin Osborne
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