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God Is Broke - Dri

"Salvation's around the corner Just dig into your soul Donations for the holy word A paycheck for god's goal His iron-handed, spiritual rule Is that what you fear most? God is green, a numbered face A scamming"

Karma - Dri

"Hey, punk, with that bottle in your hand What makes you so sad? Could life really be that bad? Sure, you've got your reasons But your alibis are lies The story is an old one It's been told a million times You"

Nursing Home Blues - Dri

"I am an old man living alone My loved ones stuck me here in this nursing home I've lost all usefulness I want to die I have them all the best years of my life Then Maggie passed away, now I've got no wife So"

I Don't Need Society - Dri

"Your numbers up you have to go The system say's "I told you so" Stocked in a train like a truckload of cattle Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle Thousands of us sent off to die Never really knowing"

Give My Taxes Back - Dri

"They block out the landscape with giant signs Covered with pretty girls and catchy lines Put up fences and cement the ground To dull my senses, keep the flowers down I want 'em back Spend my money on a"

The Explorer - Dri

"Day after day I comb my brain Searching for words which sound the same Choosing these words and making them fit Hoping, somehow, they'll all make sense If they don't, don't blame me I'm exploring my identity I"

Shame - Dri

"No blacks, no whites, no Ku Klux Klan Orientals, Mexicans No guns, no bombs, national front No greed, no hate, no government No smog, no filth, no factories No more cities to keep clean No locks, no gates,"

Argument Then War - Dri

"Argument then war Even the score Retaliate, revenge The will to win Man can't be wrong Man can never get along Man wants to fight Man wants to be right Man wants to kill Man will Argument then war Even"

Slit My Wrist - Dri

"Every day I get more pissed Slit my wrist, slit my wrist I hate to care, I hate relations A pile stacked high of complications Every day I get more pissed Slit my wrist, slit my wrist I hate the thought"

Busted Again - Dri

"Driving down the freeway As if I was on downers Followed off the exit ramp By a scene from close encounters Out of the van Walk a straight line Lost count of the beers Somewhere around nine Drunk and driving,"

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