1. Ugly Truth
You hide your eyes
But the ugly truth
Just loves to give it away
You gave yourself
If you were mine to give
I might throw it away
You share but money canīt give
What the truth takes away
Throw it away
I painted my eyes
Ugly isnīt what I want to see
I painted my mind
Ugly isnīt what I want to be
I donīt mind but the truth
Donīt look that good on me
Throw it away
I donīt think I really
Understand you
And I canīt see why
Iīd ever want to
And even if it isnīt mine to say
Iīll say it anyway
Itīs ugly
If you were mine to give
I might throw it away
But money canīt give
What the truth takes away
Throw it away
2. Hands all Over
Hands all over the Eastern border
You know what? I think weīre falling
From composure
Hands all over Western culture
Ruffling feathers and turning eagles into vultures
Got my arms around baby brother
Put your hands away
Youīre gonna kill your mother, kill your mother
And I love her
Hands all over the coastal waters
The crew men thank her
Then lay down their oily blanket
Hands all over the inland forest
In a striking motion trees fall down
Like dying soldiers
Hands all over the peasants daughter
Sheīs our bride
Sheīll never make it out alive
Hands all over the words I utter
Change them into what you want to
Like balls of clay
Put your hands away
Youīre gonna kill your mother
And I love he
3. Gun
I got an idea of something we can do with a gun
Sink load and fire till the empire
Reaps what theyīve sown
Shoot shoot shoot till their minds are open
Shoot shoot shoot till thei eyes are closed
Push push push till we get some motion
Push push push till the bombs explode
I got an idea
We can do it
All on our own
Nothing to worry
Regret must weigh a ton
Kick kick kick till the laws are broken
Kick kick kick till the boots are worn
Hit hit hit till the truth is spoken
Hit hit hit till the truth is born
I got an idea of something we can do with a gun
4. Power Trip
I want to be
A cowboy star upon the screen
Oh hey and I want to drive
My cowboy car across the scene
Oh hey and I want to write
The magazines housewives read
And I want to be
In control of everything
I want to be King
I want to make the toys
You buy for Christmas Eve
Yeah and I want to be
The father of the ethnic child
Who stars on T.V.
Oh yeah and I, I want to write
The magazines that housewives read
Oh hey and I want all the leaders
Of the Third World
To answer to me
I want to be King
I want to be King
So maybe now the Pope
Will bow and kiss my ring
I wanna be king
5. Get on the Snake
Get on the snake
With a swarm of motor flies
Get on the snake
Under the Cola colored sky
Donīt worry, everythingīs clean
Road worthy, hungry and mean
Get on the snake
Where the metal river bleeds
Get on the snake
Where you never will believe
Hey baby, whatīs your disease
My heartīs bleeding
Iīm dying to leave
Get on the snake
Where the water turns to steam
Get on the snake
With a suicide machine
Donīt worry, everythingīs clean
Road worthy, hungry and mean
Hungry and mean...
Hungry and mean...
6. Full on Kevinīs Mom
You donīt get nothing for free
Kev & me were two of three
Three brothers to the end
Then one went full on Kevinīs mom
Now things have changed
Full on Kevīs mom
Full on Kevīs mom
Full on Kevīs mom
Full on
You donīt get nothing for free
And this one took the long way
This one took the hard road
I ainīt saying who
But it wasnīt me
We were three
Kevinīs mom made four
(We donīt come around anymore)
7. Loud Love
Thereīs no time to keep it low
Iīve been deaf and now I want noise
You stay down
But I wonīt be quiet
Iīll hammer on until you fight
Loud love
Loud love
Loud love
Loud love
If youīve got some time to kill
Slow resistance wins the war
Well I know
But thatīs no way to go
You canīt resist the louder pull
Well thatīs right
I want something to explode
Iīve been deaf
Now I want noise
8. I awake
Woke up depressed
I left for work
You have a good day
Itīs not your fault
I know it hurts
Remember, I love you, love you
Remember, I love you, love you
I love
Woke up depressed
I left for work
You have a good day
Itīs not my fault
I know it hurts
9. No Wrong No Right
Watch for vipers and poison snakes
Feeling fingers make no mistake
Grabbing that pull your hair
Stealing everything there, everything
Restless widow in the dark
Carelessly looks for a spark
Near the trap fate rears its head
No hesitation, victim dead
Just from the start itīs the end
And itīs all the same in the end
Itīs all the same in the end
Spider moving up your wall
To the ceiling he slowly crawls
Weaves a web above your bed
Egg that cracks falls on your head
And itīs all the same
Itīs all the same
No hesitation, victim dead
Just from the start itīs the end
No wrong no right or guilt admission
Itīs all the same
Youīve been bitten, youīve been bitten
10. Uncoverd
Small creature are you
Small creature you are
How quickly you are uncovered
Naked and cold
Maumbling and crying
Knowing everythingīs been discovered
Many secrets have you
Many secrets you have
But itīs only a matter of time
Did you finally decide
Thereīs nowhere to hide
And really no reason why
Hey Mr. Shame
Have you got a name
I donīt feel like calling you Buddy
I donīt want to hear your story
I donīt want to hear why
And I donīt even care if youīre sorry
Many secrets have you
Many secrets you have
But itīs only a matter of time
Did you finally decide
Thereīs nowhere to hide
And really no reason why
Strong is your body
Strong are your bones
Strong as your bloody lie is uncovered
Small creature are you
Small creature you are
How quickly you are uncovered
Naked and cold
Mumbling and crying
Knowing everythingīs been discovered
11. Big Dumb Sex
Donīt you donīt you want to thrill me
Donīt you be afraid to tell me
Tell me if you think itīs ugly
But now donīt you want to touch it anyway
Iīve been looking for a reject
And you ainīt had nothing like me yet
Donīt you think itīs time for motion
I can take what youīve been pushinī
Hey I know what to do
Iīm gonna fuck fuck fuck fuck you
Fuck you
Ya I know what to do
Iīm gonna fuck fuck fuck fuck you
Fuck you Iīm gonna
Iīm the beast and youīre the master
Youīre the meat of the matter
Iīm no fool for discretion
When itīs on the tip of my tongue
Donīt you donīt you want to thrill me
Donīt you be afraid to tell me
Tell me if you think itīs ugly
But now donīt you want to touch it anyway
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