Энциклопедия

1. Let's Go

[Jourgensen / Quirin, Words Jourgensen]

Let's go to the edge of disaster
Push the pedal and go a little faster
Let's slam into a wall at ramming speed
Let's go to the edge of a mountain
Jump off and lets start countin'
Hit the ground and tell me if it bleeds

Let's go insane
Let's go insane

Let's go to the edge of reality
Let's go for total insanity
Let's go for a government based on greed
Let's go for the final attack
Let's go for a war in Iraq
Let's go for starting up World War III

Let's go insane
Let's go insane
Make my reservation

Let's go for the ultimate crime
Let's go for the end of time
Let's go for an ethnic cleansing spree
Let's go for the final battle
Let's slaughter them all like cattle
Let's go to our graves in victory

Let's go insane
Let's go insane

Let's go!.....insane


2. Watch Yourself

[Jourgensen / Raven, Words: Jourgensen]

"A famous middle-aged rock'n'roller called me last week to thank me
for speaking out against the war, only to tell me he could not speak
himself because he fears repercussions... If you oppose this
administration, there can and will be ramifications"

Watch yourself
Someone's watching
Watching you
Big brother
Will discover
Just what you do

Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone wants information
Watch yourself
Someone wants your deportation
Watch yourself

Just watch yourself
There is no running away
This is the U.S.A.
There is no running away
Just watch yourself

Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone wants interrogation
Watch yourself
Someone wants extermination
Watch yourself

Just watch yourself
There is no running away
This is the world that we live in today
There is no running away
Just watch yourself

Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone's watching
Someone's listening
Watch yourself
Someone's spying on the nation
Watch yourself
Someone wants annihilation
Watch yourself

Just watch yourself
There is no running away
This is the U.S.A.
There is no running away
Just watch yourself

Just watch yourself
There is no running away
This is the world that we live in today
There is no running away
Just watch yourself


3. Life Is Good

[Jourgensen /Quirin, Words: Jourgensen]

What do you say to the ones you love
About the shit you've seen?
Third time back from the war in Iraq
A never ending dream
Bodies & limbs scattered all over town
It's all I ever see
Come back home to the same ol' shit
There's nothing here for me

Life is good!

What do you say to the best of friends
When they ask what it's like?
I tell them I kill everything that moves
Within my rifle site
I look into the eyes of my unborn child
And I tell you what I see
The same damn eyes as a day old corpse
On a highway full of IEDs

Life is good!

What do you say to the guy on the street
Who wants to shake your hand
I'd rather take him down then talk to him later
You wouldn't understand
I didn't ever really wanna be this way
But this is what I've become
Can't wait to see my unit again
To live and die by the gun

Life is good!


4. The Dick Song

[Jourgensen / Quirin, Words: Jourgensen]

I've got something to get off my chest
I've got a person that scares me to death
First name is Dick and you know the rest
Well I've got something I just got to say
This vice president will make us pay
We're inching closer to judgment day

My name is Cheney I got no remorse���� run run run Cheney's got a gun
I get my way or I get to use force - on anyone
You know he's evil, he's not of this race���. run run run Cheney's having fun
He used a shotgun to blow off a face
He's still not done

Dick Cheney Son of Satan
He is the Chosen One

He's starting wars at the drop of a hat���� run run run Cheney's got a gun
He says he's certain he's driving them back
Were almost done
Let's have another let's fuck with Iran���. run run run Cheney's having fun

It pleases Satan
When there's blood on the hands
Of his Number One

Dick Cheney Son of Satan
He is the Chosen One

The smell of money keeps him alive���� run run run Cheney's got a gun
He thinks it's funny when the bodies arrive
What's done is done

The occupation of Satan is near���. run run run Cheney's having fun
Now Revelations is oh so near
For everyone

Dick Cheney Son of Satan
He is the chosen one


5. The Last Sucker

[Jourgensen / Victor, Words: Jourgensen]

Born and raised in the USA
I got a different type of DNA
I got a bloodline from Texas to Maine
We run the world like a parlor game

I got twins and a Stepford wife
I never had to work a day in my life
I never studied but got my degree
I never had to with my family tree

Now I'm the last sucker
Now I'm the last one
No longer in charge
Of anyone!

I got others tell me what to say
I'm like an actor in a tragic play
They give me speeches
I cant understand
It doesn't matter
As long as no one else can

Now I'm the last sucker
Now I'm the last one
No longer in charge
Of anyone!

Last sucker sorry fucker
Nice try
Last sucker Sorry fucker
Bye bye

Now it's my turn for something to say
You made me king so I could have my way
The people hate me and I don't know why
They hate me more with each and every lie

Now I'm the last sucker
Now I'm the last one
No longer in charge
Of anyone!

Last sucker Sorry fucker
Nice try
Last sucker Sorry fucker
Bye bye


6. No Glory

[Jourgensen / Victor, Words: Jourgensen]

Greed
Power
Corruption

One thing's for certain
We fucking work for Haliburton
One thing is clear
They're the fucking reason why were here
Who the fuck's in charge?
Cause no one seems to want the job
Haliburton soldiers
Overrun by angry mobs

Our Deaths Our Guts No Glory! No Glory

Greed
Power
Corruption

Blackwater and Bechtel
Taking us down a path to hell
Dying for nothing
Except to make their pockets swell
Mission accomplished
Bush is having fun again
The only thing accomplished
Is making money for his friends

Our Deaths, Our Guts, No Glory! No Glory

Greed
Power
Corruption

The congress, the senate
I guess they just don't get it
An act of war was signed
And no one even read it
The public, the papers
We're on to all your schemes
So's the Army, the Air Force,
The Navy and Marines

Our Deaths Our Guts No Glory! No Glory

Greed
Power
Corruption


7. Death and Destruction

[Jourgensen / Quirin, Words: Jourgensen]

"Now I hear the voices and I know the speculation (uh) but I am the
decider (uh) and I decide what is best (uh) what's best (uh) death and
destruction, death and destruction (uh) death and destruction (uh)
death and destruction (uh)�"

You go to war without a care in the world
No matter what the cost
Must be a reason for all this treason
It never mattered if we won or lost

You want it
You got it
You break it
You bought it

Stuck in the middle of a civil war
Well what the fuck do you expect
Our occupation of other nations
Is bound to have a fucking violent effect

You want it
You got it
You brake it
You bought it

So what, you always try to go to war
but you never went
It doesn't matter if blood is splattered
We make a killing off the ones that we send

You want it
You got it
You brake it
You bought it


8. Roadhouse Blues

[Morrison / Krieger / Manzerek / Densmore, (c) Doors Music Company]

I'll tell you this man,
All i wanna do is have my
kicks before this whole shit
house goes up in flames

Keep your eyes on the road,
Your hands upon the wheel.
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, we're going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.

Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.

Well, the back of the roadhouse,
They've got some bungalows.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
They've got some bungalows.

And thats for the people
Who like to go down slow.

Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.

Ashen-Lady.
Ashen-Lady.
Give up your vows.
Give up your vows.
Save our city.
Save our city.
right now.

Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.

The future's uncertain
And the end is always near.

Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.


9. Die In A Crash

[Jourgensen / Victor / Bell, Words: Bell / Jourgensen / Victor]

Can you feel the pressure of life? (I can feel it)
You surviving through the mess and the strife? (I'm trying)
Do you feel that you're living a lie? (Goddamn)
Are you consumed by the passionate crime? (I am)
Become a rascal and a scandalous type
And I just can't take this anymore!

I can feel it
I can feel the pressures of this life!

Turn away don't show your face
Forget your future is lost
Consumed by rage, eyes full of hate
I pray for holocaust
God damned us all to hell to make us pay
Abandoned into immorality
I hate today, I hate your tomorrow
I hate the way that no soul seems
to fucking care no more

I can feel it
I can feel the pressures of this life

Live fast, die in a crash!
Live fast, die in a crash!


10. End of Days Part One

[Jourgensen / Victor / Raven / Bell, Words: Bell / Jourgensen]

Judgment day's upon us and I see no one cares.
Lies for death in pools of blood and I'm stoned with fear.
A trigger happy finger solves a problem not a prayer.
I see this world falling apart and I fucking swear

It is the end of days
It is the end of days
We've clearly lost our way

Revelations, dissipation, condemnation
dissolution, do you feel like you're under a gun?
Desperation, condemnation, indignation, terror nation
That's what the world is today!
Hey! Hey!

It is the end of days
It is the end of days
We've clearly lost our way

Judgment day is upon us, I don't care.
Judgment day is upon us, do ya fear?
I'm in a world of shit, I don't care!


11. End of Days Part Two

[Jourgensen / Victor / Raven / Bell, Words: Bell / Jourgensen]

As the future unfolds in the end of days
Judgment of our times in biblical ways
Our man made gods, genocide is faith
Idea warfare has been engaged
Cannot trust your fellow man at all these days
Sycophants out looking to get paid
Images burned into my face
Pangs of Distress salt my flesh to flay

I constantly fear everything I see
Blood is the fist of authority
Pestilence is my rabid dog unchained
Another road sign marks the end of days
I disregard those who govern me
I hate all of this treachery
I numb my mind and try to walk away
Toward the trail of tears and to the end of days

Face down on pavement and drunk at the end of my days
I hang from a noose that was made to slowly decay
The pangs of distress salt my flesh to slowly flay
Face down on pavement and drunk at the end of my days
The end of days