SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (N)

Well I'm pig biting mad / At the things that people say / Those communist slobs...

Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang him with a fucking rope...

Women ain't supposed to do that / Why don't you stop do that / Women ain't supposed to do that...

Another day has passed you by / And now it seems that you don't care / You've let your life slip away...

Am I dreaming, am I alive, the final war, I did survive / One of the chosen. One of the few. A world in ruins because of who / Now you look around...

Nifty little gadget you've got running your world / Tell me when's the last time that you spoke to a girl? / Always with your head down as you walk down the street...

Awakened in the night I listen to your footfalls / As you break into my home, I pull myself out of bed / And move to meet you down the stairs I hear you coming...

What have you been doing with yourself these years / I really think that you have no idea / You waste your time and pass your days with no pursuits...

United in a time, a time of need / Against a common foe, the enemy / The years of death endured, the years of pain...

Well I'm pig biting mad / At the things that people say / Those communist slobs...

Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang him with a fucking rope...

Women ain't supposed to do that / Why don't you stop do that / Women ain't supposed to do that...

Another day has passed you by / And now it seems that you don't care / You've let your life slip away...

Look around tell me what you see, we are products of technology / The nuclear age has left its mark, it's up to us to avoid the dark / You don't care what's around...

Radio, an insidious form, helps shape your thoughts making you conform / Programming music easy listening, help you achieve that moronic grip / Playing you regurgitated pap, selling products that are mostly crap...

Searching, for a ne way you're looking for a way out of this mess you've let build up around you / Believe what you see, Believe what you hear / It's time, to take charge of your on fife and start making decisions, stop relying on others...

Closed books is what some people's minds are like / Shut tight, new ideas, they just always get passed by / Prejudice, living in their thoughts and deeds...

The bio-sphere, the place we live / It seems like we don't give a damn / Other species flushed down the tubes...

I'm laying up in my room with a gun and a cigarette and a band that really rocked / And we're drinking some beer and smoking blunts and I said / Hey, I got a new car, it's a '72 Pantera, you want to go for a ride?...

I wander through the streets at night / Lost and cold, alone / Bloody visions fill my dreams...

I always thought you were my friend / But it seems that in the end / You're a backstabbing fool...

Shut up, you talk too loud, / You don´t fit in with the crowd, / I can´t believe you exist,...

Shut up, you talk too loud, / You don't fit in with the crowd, / I can't believe you exist,...

Am I dreaming, am I alive, the final war, I did survive / One of the chosen. One of the few. A world in ruins because of who / Now you look around...

Nifty little gadget you've got running your world / Tell me when's the last time that you spoke to a girl? / Always with your head down as you walk down the street...

Awakened in the night I listen to your footfalls / As you break into my home, I pull myself out of bed / And move to meet you down the stairs I hear you coming...

What have you been doing with yourself these years / I really think that you have no idea / You waste your time and pass your days with no pursuits...

United in a time, a time of need / Against a common foe, the enemy / The years of death endured, the years of pain...

Well I'm pig biting mad / At the things that people say / Those communist slobs...

Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang him with a fucking rope...