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I don’t see any sense anymore

And I’m trying to see what’s left

Modern man is so lifeless now

I could drown in a sea of milk

Modern man in a city of slums

Doesn’t have much care, just some guilt

Now the city boy just smiles and parties

While his mother’s being raped by the world



I can’t say I feel

That pissed or worse at all

I sit down and try to unwind and

Laugh at this screwed up world



Join the Navy and see the world

I’d as sooner want to see all the wars

In my neighborhood I’ve seen enough

I feel lost in the blinding light of sin

Modern man’s one big run down boulevard

And he’s never ever going anywhere

I feel funny when I think of the future

Used tires and whores everywhere



I believe in living freestyle

Just end up where it sends me

That’s all you’ll see in me

I seem to lose so well

Now you see why I sit here and cry by myself

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from Eat Your Television, released April 6, 1993
Lyrics/Music: M. Psycho © 1992 Black Hole Media Co. All Rights Reserved.

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