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Brave New World

Where Have all the safety pins gone?

It's a wonder we lack patriotism in this country based on racism, but what becomes real with a new dawn approaching? Gestapo rookies ready for coaching with a song in their heart(heart!) like the gun in their belt (belt!).  Their song is stale (stale!) We absorb their hell (hell!).  It's a brave new world(x3).  The president is preocupied solving the commie situation he forgets abuot the scum that has become our nation.  People are killing people for bread.  Anarchy is great until you're shot through the head. Chorus
Anything goes when you're inside U.S. wall.  Freedom of speech, but no freedom of life at all.  Constant state of panic with guns pointed at you.  What's an American suppose to do? Chorus

so you think that you're such a real punk rocker, but in truth you're nothing more than a big talker.  You were born with a safety pin in your ear.  You taught Sid Vicious how to scowl and sneer.  You're so proud of all that spikey hair!  You're so proud of all that punk rock gear!  And he's always flippin' up his big bad middle finger.  If "punk rock" was a band, you could be sure he'd be the singer.  You'll never see him without a beer or a smoke in his hand.  If he actually had freinds he'd start a kick ass punk rock band.  Chorus And he's always changing his style.  Right now he's a punk, but only for a while.  He just was a sXe, or maybe he was a skin(oi!).  These days I can't keep track of all the things you've been.  Chorus

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Riot at the White House

You Fight! Fight! Fight! for freedom, but you don't know what it's about.  You say you're anti-government, but I don't see how because you buy your Anarchy stickers for 5 bucks at the mall.  You're supporting a big business that supports the government that you want to see fall.
you Fight! Fight! Fight! for freedom
You don't know what it's about!

Who Shot the N.R.A.?

You call yourself a punk, but you're not!  You're just a drunk.  So put down that beer, give me your ear, and stop your bitching unless you willing to make a difference with a Riot! Riot!
we'll put those fuckers in there place and prove that we're no big disgrace with a Riot at the White House!  Riot at the White House!

I got a BIG friggin' gun
It shoots a BIG friggin' bullet
It's got a BIG friggin' trigger
all you gotta do is pull it!

You should vote YES on proposition B, and give all of us redneck the right to carry.  We don't carry em' around for protectoin, just personal influence on the next election.

But I guess were're not the stupid majority because our hopes were shot down along with proposition B.

Who shot the N.R.A.?
Who Killed the N.R.A?
Who took my gun away from me?

K.I.A.

They draft you up and they shave your head.  They leave you in the jungle for dead.  You never thought it would end like this.  A bullet ended all you bliss.
Killed in action!
When you started out you were oh so happy.  you were gonna save the world just like your pappy.  You bought brand new boots with great new traction, but it doesn't matter because you're killed in action.
Killed in action!

I hate people
who hate people

I hate people who aren't just like me, but i hate myself you see.  I hate people who wear nice shoes.  I hate people who drink booze. 
I hate people who people.  Yes I hate people.  That's why i'm a hypocrite.
I hate people who arn't just like me, but I hate myself you see.  I hate people who wear nice shoes.  I hate people who just can't loose.  Chorus