The lyrics for:Bricks are heavy
WARGASM
Wargasm, wargasm one, two, three
Tie a yellow ribbon around the amputee
Masturbate watch it on TV
Crocodile tears for the refugee
Wargasm, wargasm one, two, three
Smutty, bloody pictures, ecstacy
Blue balls waiting impatiently
From Alcatraz to Lady Liberty
Body bags and dropping bombs
The pentagon knows how to turn us on
Wargasm, wargasm one, two, three
People, people, ecstacy
Wave those flags high in the air
As long as it takes place over there
Wargasm
Wargasm
Wargasm
Wargasm
Body bags and dropping bombs
The pentagon knows how to turn us on
Turn us on
Wargasm
Turn us on
Wargasm

SCRAP
I met a skinhead named Scrap
He lived in my friend's garage
Everyday he's shaking that spray paint can
And comes out seeing stars
Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
Until your mind starts to gel
Cuz the ball in the can
Has a crazy beat
The funky dying brain cell
So he met some Christian's from hell
Who said, "Let's go to Vegas man"
So he packed up his leather and his red beret
Into that big, bad Christian van
Use revival meetings like an oxygen tent
Till your mind starts to gel
Cuz the preacher thumps the bible
With a crazy beat
The funky dying brain cell
Well, he came back to the garage
But the garage, it wasn't there
And he dug metallic gold more than Luke and John
Now he's growing his hair
Grab a paper bag like an oxygen mask
Until your mind starts to gel
Cuz the ball in the can
Has a crazy beat
The funky dying brain cell

PRETEND WE'RE DEAD
What's up with what's going down
In every city, in every town
Cramping styles is the plan
They've got in the palm of their big hands
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead
Turn the tables with our unity
They neither moral nor majority
Wake up and smell the coffee
Or just say no to individuality
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead
Come on, come on, come on come on [x4]
When we pretend that we're dead
When we pretend that we're dead
They can't hear a word we've said
When we pretend that we're dead

DIET PILL
My diet pill is wearing off
My diet pill is wearing off
Cos Victor's in the bed
Sewn in the sheets with thread
The twins are in the car
The frying pan is red
Calgon can't take me away
No, Calgon can't take me away
From the things that I did today
Cos Victor's in the bed
Sewn in the sheets with thread
The twins are in the car
The frying pan is red
I'm outta here
I'm so outta here
I'm outta here
I think the swelling is going down
I said I think that the swelling is going down
Two hundred dollars to leave this town
Cuz Victor's in the bed
Sewn in the sheets with thread
The twins are in the car
The frying pan is red
I'm outta here
I'm so outta here
I'm outta here

EVERGLADE
Glade told her ma, "Home scene's lame"
"I gotta go head into town, blow some steam at the rock show"
Sneak through the back door and head for the pit
Then some drunk, stupid loser started giving her shit
Redneck's on parade
Don't cross my line
Says Everglade
Everglade
He was whipping through the pit
Knocked her into the stage
She said, "Have your fun,
But stop being so lame."
This guy was drunk, stupid
And he must have weighed a ton
Said, "Get out of here girly,
I'm just trying to have some fun.
" So you wanna have some fun
Well, break out the big guns
Redneck's on parade
Don't cross my line
Says Everglade
Everglade [x3]
He kept it up, his fists started flying
They dodged each one, as he kept trying
Tripped on his own feet and hit the floor
They..[?] And rolled him out the door
So you wanna have some fun?
Well break out the big guns
Rednecks on parade
Don't cross my line
Says Everglade [x6]

SLIDE
I put your stuff out on the porch
[lettin' you slide]
You pissed in your pants and put out the torch
[lettin' you slide]
You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye
[lettin' you slide]
I'm a kickin' you out and you know why
Yeah, i been letting you slide
You been along for the ride
You put your cane into my amp
[lettin' you slide]
When it comes to losers, you're the champ
[lettin' you slide]
From my garden I pull your weed
[lettin' you slide]
Your stupid ego i will not feed... No
Yeah, i been letting you slide
You been along for the ride
Yeah, i been letting you slide
You've been a thorn in my side
I put your stuff out on the porch
[lettin' you slide]
You pissed in your pants and you put out the torch
[lettin' you slide]
You splattered the bathroom with your hair dye
[lettin' you slide]
I'm a kickin' you out and you know why.. Boy
Yeah, i been letting you slide
You been along for the ride
Yeah, i been letting you slide
You've been a thorn in my side
[Get on outta here boy]
[Took me three weeks to clean my bathroom]
[You know these amps don't grow on trees]

ONE MORE THING
I've just 'bout had enough
I'm drowning from too much stuff
I get scared when the telephone rings
Someone complaining about one more thing
One more thing
Yeah it's one more thing
One more thing to put in line
One more thing to waste my time
One more thing that i can't take
One more thing and i'm gonna break
You need more, well get in line
Too many things grabbin' at my time
Tell your ...[?]....
.....?....
One more thing
Yeah you're one more thing
One more thing to put in line
One more thing to waste my time
One more thing that i can't take
One more thing and I'm gonna break
Yeah you're one more thing
Yeah, your're one more thing
Fix my engine and the tire goes flat
It's one more thing that I can't have
Politics messing with my rights
There's nothing fun to do tonight
One more thing, it's one more thing
It's one more thing to put in line
one more thing to waste my time
One more thing that I can't take
one more thing and I'm gonna break
It's one more thing... it's one more thing
it's one more thing... it's one more thing

MR. INTEGRITY
Stranded on the streets of San Fransico
......?......
I look behind the wheel and i started to sqeal
An idol's face was staring at me
Don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity
..?.. Outta my brain, ..?..
Stepped on the gas, ? started to flap
Punk rock manifestos
Spit, fuming
Streets are filled with so much glass
That i wanted to break
Eyes spinnin' 'round as my feet shook the ground
Like the san fiasco earthquake
Don't preach to me
Mr. integrity
Don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity
I'm not the enemy
Please don't preach to me
Mr. Intregity
Ah!
Stranded in the streets of ?
I look behind the wheel and i started to sqeal
An idol's face was staring at me
Spit, fuming
Streets are filled with so much glass
That i wanted to break
Eyes spinnin' 'round as my feet shook the ground
Like the san fiasco earthquake
Don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity
Don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity
Don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity, Hah!
I'm not the enemy, No
Please don't preach to me
Mr. Integrity

MONSTER
Come on over, it's getting late
It's time to fish, no time to cook bait
The ghoulish passion that you inspire
With your kind of trouble, I'll never tire
Monster
[monster in me]
Bring out the monster
[monster in me]
In a world of disposable icons
And all the jokers with thier phoney come-ons
I know i can depend on you
When we're together, ....?...
Monster
[monster in me]
Bring out the monster
[monster in me]
Monster
[monster in me]
Bring out the monster
[monster in me]
You bring out the monster in me
We don't need to look for trouble
My partner in crime, my insanity double
When life takes a turn
from bad to worse
You're always there, my lover, my curse
Monster
[monster in me]
Bring out the monster
[monster in me]
Monster
[monster in me]
Bring out the monster
[monster in me]
You bring out the monster in me
The monster in me

SHITLIST
When i get mad and i get pissed
I grab my pen and i write out a list
of all the people who won't be missed
You've made my shitlist
Shitlist [x2]
For all the ones who bum me out
[shitlist]
For all the ones who fill my head with doubt
[shitlist]
For all the ..?.. who get me pissed
[shitlist]
You've made my shitlist
Shitlist [x2]
When i get mad and i get pissed
[shitlist]
I grab my pen and i write out a list
[shitlist]
of all you assholes who won't be missed
[shitlist]
You've made my shitlist
Shitlist [x4]

THIS AINT PLEASURE
No raving beauty
But she's got a good heart
He's got escaping down to an art
This aint pleasure
Don't ask why
This aint pleasure
And monkeys can't fly
She's an infection
A stain on his soul
He's her addiction
Barely out of control
This aint pleasure
And don't ask why
This ain't pleasure
And monkeys can't fly
Oh No
This aint pleasure
And don't ask why
This ain't pleasure
And monkeys can't fly