Тексты песен M.O.D

itting in my kitchen Stuffed from having ate What should I do now With what's left on my plate Maybe I should save it But naw I got the cash Think I'll take the easy way And throw it in th

In the dark of the day Or the black of the sun He's coming for you

Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt She's so fat

Is that your hair or a Tina Turner wig You should be ashamed of yourself Now you shaved your head, And that's a fashion too

Soggies suck I was sitting up at night I was feeling so uptight I was just fucking around There was something dragging me down Thinking of a bite to eat Thought this would be really neat Cheerios a

Get yourself a razor blade Get yourself a video Drown your thoughts with J.B. Masquerade your misery No need to hide your attitude No ones here to listen Scrambled thoughts, now scrambled eggs Your

Enter, tanks, from blue skies above Raining down terror on all that you loved Majestic hills that roll, under tank treads Are painted with puddles from the recently dead Coalitions set up to reign N

ou have to prove That you're not scared Enter the cage Take the dare Screaming death In the beast's lair You couldn't read the signs DON'T FEED THE BEARS Don't go in there Y

Turn the TV on, don't touch that dial Watch the video's, on the latest styles Smash or trash, just 95 cents a call Get your fix, fix your head, right said Fred Real worlds, comin' thro

Standing on a corner Frozen to the bone You have to make a living But you'd rather be at home Your eyes start getting heavy Still you forge on Wake up and face the world AND GET A REAL JOB GET

Chubby chick you look hip When you dress up in tie die So now what will you do that Jerry's dead Will you finally wash your hair And join the real world Or wait for Bob Wier to tour instead Eve

I executioner There's just me You can't buy justice And it sure ain't free I executioner Like Sargeant 'D' I'm corporal punishment I weed out the weak I excecutioner On

They came from the other side In bunches at a time Crowding up the neighborhood To raise the rates of crime Some of them got money Most of them got shit All they do is come here To take from our poc

Equal rights, don't apply Quata calls, aren't civil rights Split the vote, split the state Split the house, income rape Doors are shut, need not apply There's no one here to fight for

Jim Gorden, the man who was insane Jim Gorden, had Glaxo in his brain Jim Gordon was insane He took his mother's life He used the hammer first So she wouldn't feel the knife He's gone

Five across the eyes, sweat beads down my brow I got a feeling and its pretty bad I'll hide it just for now Polish up the chrome, polish up my bone Hanging out with six dumb, dumbs, In my funera

Aren't you sick of the way you're living Let down in life without being forgiven Struggle for a future You try to survive Put on this world to rot and die Let me out Let me out me out Me

You thought he was dead It was just in your head You better get ready for Freddy You thought you saw him die But it's you who's crucified So now you'll pay for his sins He'll co

Little Johnny marched out to war On another kind of human race Killed a man from foreign land With a shit eatin' grin on his face That good ol'boy had a taste for war And warnin' had i

Parents They deprive They diminsh our time Mother-father Wish I was dead Could have been cum on their bed Put me in this world Gave me a little The rich fucking bastards Didn't care at all Wi

Short but Sweeeeet! (wooo)

I greet the day with anger, bombs and verbal threats I lift my head, in dread, of things not yet Lets have a drink, then throw up in the fucking sink Shot glass...shot glass If your in sight There�

I choked on a piece of the american dream The taste of blood, apple pie Scars and stripes, was enough to make me scream I cried as a piece of the rock went south It crossed the border at half past

Waiting here on line Suddenly from behind She's still a block away Why'd it have to be today Now what do I see She recognizes me She hugs and squeezes me She's the Spandex Enormity She's so

I read the writing on the shit house walls The lines are drawn, we must stand or fall We the people, polarized Can't even think to sympatize If there's no justice There's no peace We

I've seen enough I just can't take it Why don't you mosh Or have an epileptic fit You stand there like you're at a parade Call this your scene But you're the one who betrayed

Rise and shine Crossing boarders can be fun Causing crime No relief from what you've done Refried beans, U.S. dreams Pancho villa lives next door to me Time to ride In your chevy you look shar

Life is short in the SGT's house of pain Endless suffering, is holy gain Bamboo shoots and fingertips Broken legs and feet will be dismissed When others fail the SGT prevails... Death...Destruc

tart up the car You ain't going very far Stick the rubber hose on the exhaust Breathe that fresh air It'll take away your cares You're beat the game is over And you've lost Y.B.