Fucking Hostile (Live)

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Almost every day,
I see the same face
On broken picture tube,
It fits the attitude
If you could see yourself,
You'd put you on a shelf
Your verbal masturbate,
Promise to nauseate
Today I'll play the part of non-parent,
Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself,
Not lie and make you believe
What's evil is making love, and making friends
and meeting God your own way,
The right way

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You're making us
Ah, Fucking hostile!

We stand alone...

The truth in right and wrong, The boundaries of the law
You seem to miss the point, Arrested for a joint?
You seem to wonder why, Hundreds of people die
You're writing tickets man, My mom got jumped - they ran!
Now I'll play a public servant, To serve and protect
By the law and the state, I'd bust the punks
That rape steal and murder, And leave you be
If you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man
Not a god

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You're making us
Ah, Fucking hostile!

We stand alone - Bitch!

Come meet your maker, boy, Some things you can't enjoy
Because of heaven/hell, A fucking wives' tale
They put it in your head, Then put you in your bed
He's watching say your prayers, Cause God is everywhere
Now, I'll play a man learning priesthood, Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
I'd question things because I am human, And call no one my father who's no closer than a stranger

I won't listen

To see
To bleed
Cannot be taught
In turn
You're making us
Fucking...
Fucking...
Fucking...
Fucking Hostile!