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Cockring

by Litmus Green

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1.
Hear Hymn 01:52
It’s a message from God (X3) I say It’s a message from God (X2) So get down on your knees and pray Hello, son. What’s going on? Your God’s got a message for you I need some cash and mighty fast There’s something that I need you to do Convert the heathens and take their funds And give them all to me Do as I say. They have to pay No one said that religion was free Honorable mentions and good intentions Just aren’t good enough We’ll never win the war on sin Unless you hock my stuff To avoid my hell, you’ll have to sell My "God Saves" stickers and pins And Jesus shirts couldn’t hurt At bringing the profits in CHORUS: Preach to everyone, but teach to no one Who can’t afford heaven’s price Then condemn the masses in bible classes For not buying the merchandise Hock Watchtowers at all given hours And to anyone you find on the streets Tell them to fear my holy rapture If they don’t slaves their lives to me
2.
CHORUS: Go to school Go to work Be another corporate jerk Get a family Get a job Be a fucking corporate slob Fuck your wife Fuck your kids Have an affair on a business trip Fuck your house With the tennis courts Lose them all in a bad divorce CHORUS: All your money All your stuff With all you got you don’t have enough It’s not enough You still want more So you lose yourself to booze and whores CHORUS: Feed your addictions With more drugs They’re the only ones you love
3.
Two hundred thirty fish and a hundred and forty snails Sent on a mission destined to fail Fifteen hundred crickets and two hundred rats Nothing deserves to die like that NASA gave them all a final death sentence Two thousand lives snuffed in a single experiment To see the effects on life in outer space But humans and animals aren’t the same CHORUS: What’s the use? What’s to gain? From vivisection In outer space A million dollars to kill some cricket Another million bucks to kill some snails and fish There are a million better uses for that money And killing animals is not on that list There are too many problems for us to face To be exploiting animals in outer space How can space exploration be justified When we can’t even treat our animals right CHORUS: Putting an end to hunger and an end to pain Makes a lot more sense than killing animals in space Hooking an electrode to a fucking rats brain Never did a single thing to save the human race If a computer base with a million facts Couldn’t tell you that humans aren’t rats Than what could you possibly hope to gain? By killing those animals in outer space
4.
Star 69 01:19
The last time that I took a shower I thought I heard the telephone ring I grabbed a towel and headed out To see whom the hell was calling me I said "Hello." But I just heard clicks I thought the line must have been dead I guess I should have just hung up But I called *69 instead CHORUS: What’s going on *69 Someone’s having a grand old time Making practical jokes at my expense I’m being crank called by the government Some frazzled woman suddenly answered But denied having used the phone She said she couldn’t make out-side calls Then I heard the dial tone I tried *69 one more tome And when the phone began to ring Someone answered and hung up Then I didn’t hear a thing CHORUS: I tried *69 one last time But this time it didn’t work An operator said "out of service" Then I heard the clicks once more Who really runs *69 Is it AT&T or the government? And how come when I used it those times I never got charged for it?
5.
My neighbor next door is the Crazy Lady The voices in her head make her unsteady Her schizophrenia and paranoia Make her think we’re out to destroy her She gets worked up and yells all day She swears to God that she’ll make us pay She thinks that we are plotting and reading her mail And tapping her phones just to throw her in jail CHORUS: Crazy Lady, you think that maybe You could stay in your own back yard I know the voices won’t give your any choices But you’re making my life really hard She threatened my mom at our front door She called her a bitch and a fucking whore She yelled "Merry Christmas! It’s time to fight." But my mom slammed the door and said "Goodnight." This just seemed to tick her off even more Now my family is her target in a personal war One day she even tried to call the cops And tell them that I hit her with a flowerpot CHORUS: I have no problem with the Crazy Lady I guess I could get pissed off maybe But I refuse to get mad and irate I don’t want things to have to escalate She already poisoned one of my cats I don’t want to have to die like that I’ll just let her and her voices be I don’t want the Crazy Lady coming after me
6.
Hegemony 01:32
CHORUS: Hegemony from society Tries to tell me what I’m supposed to be Their opinions and institutions Try to tell me what to believe in Bosses and teachers, lawyers and preachers Making a system that’s keeping us weaker Faceless clones and mindless drones Spreading apathy wherever they roam CHORUS: They use the police to keep us on our knees They keep us oppressed and do as they please They’re afraid we’ll unite. They’re afraid of a fight They’re afraid. And they know that we’re right Their patriotism and nationalism Will wither in the face of anarchism I won’t be like them. I won’t be lead by men The only thing I’ll support is revolution CHORUS: I will live free. I will die free I won’t stand for hegemony Their values are really screwed I’m gonna do just what I choose
7.
Duran Sirhan 02:06
CHORUS: Christian Duran Was a gifted man With a single vision in his head His life was a prison Dictated by Bill Clinton So he wanted the president dead He ditched his family And drove to D.C. Along with some ammo and some guns He was a man on a mission To fulfill his final vision And hunt down Billy Clinton At the White House gate He just couldn't wait For the appointed hour So he took a chance And without a glance He let loose with a hot lead shower CHORUS: Chris never posed a threat To the president He was in Tahiti getting caught up on his mail But Christian Duran Got busted by the man Now he spends his life in jail CHORUS:
8.
I’ll do what I want I’ll be what I want I’ll think what I want You don’t own me You’re not my fucking mom You’re not my fucking dad You’re not my fucking boss You can’t control me CHORUS: You don’t own me You can’t control me (X2) Take your fucking job And your tainted cash And shove them up your ass You don’t own me I won’t be like you I won’t think like you I won’t act like you You can’t control me CHORUS:
9.
Silent death. Toxic rain Biological fallout destroys everything Nothing can survive the chemical bath It kills everything lying in its path Its Armageddon day (X2) No more cops. No more crime No more petty problems to plague mankind This was the war to end all wars There’s nobody left to fight any more Happy birthday it’s been a year So much has happened since you were first engineered You used to be a common Anthrax Now the Pentagon wants you for a chemical attack They knew their virus could be much more So they made you an agent in their chemical war They made you stronger and much more deadly And kept you cultured until you were ready CHORUS: Happy birthday. You’re dead. (X2) The day you arrived on that petri dish The lab boys knew you could grant their last wish So they softened you up with radiation And got your genes ready for manipulation Its now a year later, and your time has come To be dropped from above in a giant germ bomb To level the entire battle field By making everyone die after making them ill CHORUS: As loved ones fell to the deadly sickness Predators robbed them for their meekness There are no mutants in this brave new world There is no bright new future for these lost boys and girls What flag were they holding with so much pride? As bombs were exploding and they burned from inside What were they thinking as the bullets rang by What courage did God give them when it came time to die? Happy Birthday, you're gonna die!
10.
CHORUS: He’s J.J. the wage slave whale Sea World has him in their jail There they have him on display You could see him but you got to pay J.J. you were dynamite Until something got a hold of you And attracted you to the glimmering lights Along the shoreline of Malibu CHORUS: No one knew what to do So they called Sea World, and they arrested you Then they kept you in their prison And we could see you for the price of admission Just like your pal Shamu Don’t you know you’re a big scam too? There are no happy endings in the zoo Sea World is gonna be the death of you CHORUS: The last joke was held for you You really socked it to the zoo They can’t find you any more Because your tracking device now lies on the ocean floor.
11.
Fuck America for which it stands Spreading nationalism to foreign lands Sending troops to die on distant shores Fuck America for neglecting its poor CHORUS: Fuck AmericaÑthe red white and blue Fuck AmericaÑfor Nazis like you Fuck AmericaÑand fascist hate crimes Fuck America and fuck white pride I have no pride in the fourth of July I have no pride in the veterans who died I have no pride in the Vietnam wall I find no pride in America at all CHORUS: Fuck the American revolution Two hundred years gone and no solutions Our troubles are worse than when they began I’m ashamed to be called an American America has a proud tradition Of killing people in the name of religion In God we trust to rape, kill, and maim Fuck America again and again CHORUS: Fuck America the land of pain Fuck America the home of the insane Fuck America the land of the brave Fuck America. Don’t be a slave CHORUS:
12.
The man at the temple Said Buddha was the way Just get down on your knees And do what I say But I was raised a Catholic So I know the scam I’ll never bow again To a pale fat man The only higher power That I need is myself No age old superstition Ever gave me any help I don’t need a religious Imposed morality The only one who’s gonna Live my life is me It’s not reincarnation That makes me a vegetarian I don’t eat meat Because I know it’s right I don’t have to be told By some spiritual guide No fear of afterlife Is gonna keep me in line I don’t love murders Or relish in death Not because of some book Filled with empty threats So fuck your Buddha And fuck your Jesus Fuck your Hari Krishna And what ever you believe in
13.
OC Scene II 02:52
A heritage of orange trees And exploiting cows at local dairies Now gangs and skinheads are all I see From Disneyland to Huntington Beach The Irvine Company has no pride In the ancient history of the countryside They want the canyons as their prize And make a fortune as the county dies CHORUS: O.C. scene Open your eyes, again See the green Litmus Green Cinco de Mayo at Knott’s Berry Farm Rick Dees out there causing harm Lures kids to riot in the street Gets freaked out and calls the police The cops just ruin everyone’s fun They bust up parties and arrest everyone No standing. No sitting. No skating. No spitting. NO LIFE!!! CHORUS: The Crystal Cathedral Lures them in Convinces them all That they’ll go to Heaven Reverend Schuller Hits his head And yells at some Airline stewardess CHORUS:
14.
I Love Tofu 14:20
I can’t stand the sight of meat That’s why tofu is such a treat It’s good for you and it saves lives And animals would have to die otherwise I can’t stand the sight of beef Cut up meat and served to me I won’t eat what killers do I prefer to eat tofu I like tofu when it’s raw Served on toast with a dash of salt But the tofu dish I really like Is fried in peanut sauce with a dash of Spike

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released June 29, 1999

Recorded June 12-14, 1999

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