Album Cover The Decline

The Decline

NOFX

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Where are all these stupid people from

and how did they get to be so dumb

Bred on purple mountain range

Feed amber waves of grains

To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on human nature, man's destiny

Blame it on the greediocracy

The fear of God, the fear of change, fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights

Subtract the wrongs, there's no answers

Memorize and sing

Star spangled songs, when the questions

Aren't ever asked

Is anybody learning from the past

We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done.

I took that 22.

A gift for me from you to bed with me each night.

Kept it clean polished it well.

Cherished every cartridge every shell

Down by the creek under brush under dirt

There's a carcass of my second kill

Down at the park under stone under pine

There's a carcass of my brother William

Brother where have you gone to I swear

I never thought I could I see so many times

They told me to shoot straight, don't pull

The trigger squeeze, that will insure

A kill, a kill is what you want

To kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns the church and NRA

Pray for their salvation

Prey on lower faiths

The story book's been read

And every line believed

The curriculum's been set

Logic is a threat

Reason searched + seized

Jerry spent some

Time in Michigan

A 20 year vacation

After all he had a dime

A dime is worth a

Lot more in Detroit

A dime in California

Just a 20 dollar fine

Jerry only stayed

A couple months

It's hard to enjoy

Yourself while

Bleeding out the ass

Asphyxiation is

Simple and fast

It beats 17 fun years

Of being someone's bitch

Don't think

Drink your wine

Watch the fire burn

His problems not mine

Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling for every senseless killing

I'd buy a government. America's for sale and

You can get a good deal on it and make a healthy

Profit, or maybe tear it apart you start with

Assumption, that a million people are smarter than 1

Serotonin's gone she gave up drifted away

Sara fled though process gone

She left her answering machine on

The greeting left spoken sincere

Messages no one will ever hear

10,000 messages a day a million more transmissions lay

Dead victims of the laissez faire 10,000 voices

100 guns, 100 decibels turns to one, one bullet

One empty head now with serotonin gone

The man that used to speak

Performs a cute routine.

Feel a little patronized.

Don't feel bad. They found

A way inside your head

And you feel a bit misled.

It's not that they don't

Care. The television's

Put a thought inside your

Head like a Barry Manilow

Jingle I'd like to teach the

World to sing in perfect

Harmony a symphonic blank

Stare. It doesn't make you care.

Not designed to make you care.

They're betting you wont care.

They'll place a wager on your greed.

A wager on your pride

Why try to beat them when a million others tried

We are the whore.

Intellectually spayed

We are the queer

Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain,

One more pill to kill the pain

One more pill to kill the pain,

Living through conformity

One more prayer should keep me safe.

One more prayer to keep us safe

One more prayer to keep us safe

There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle lost the war lost the things

Worth living for lost the will to win the fight

One more pill to kill the pain

The going gets tough the tough get debt

Don't pay attention pay the rent our next of kins

Pay for your sins a little faith should keep us safe

Save us

The human existence is failing

Resistance essential. The future

Written off. The odds are astronomically

Against us only

Moron and genius would fight a

Losing battle against the super

Ego when giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go on with our lives we

Know the truth but prefer lies

Lies are simple. Simple is bliss. Why

Go against tradition when we can

Admit defeat. Live in decline. Be there

Victim of our own design

With status quo built on suspect.

Why would anyone stick out their

Neck fellow member of club

We've got ours. I'd

Like to introduce

You to our host

He's got his and I've

Got mine. Meet

THE DECLINE