SQUATTA'S PARADISE 7"

Infested

If there was a god i'm sure he would be hated
for making bugs this hell that he created
sit on a coat, put on a hat
i am infested it happens just like that
i'm sure i hate 'em they're ain't no maybes
bodylice & crabs headlice & scabies
you take your pick they make me sick 
while i scratch untill i bleed soon they'll be scabs for me to pick
it drives me mad, as i scratch my body raw
sometimes it feels like sex when i'm scratching with my paws
sometimes it feels better, when it gets wetter
lubed up with puss & blood but later i'm upsetter
cuz of the pain when the rash becomes inflamed
i simply lost control the scabies can't be blamed
oh yes they can! i'll go complain
to the drop in center clinic hook me up with some lindane 
oh yes lindane the stuff for the occasion
this lotion gives you cancer with too many applications (3x)
but i must use it, i'll be the tested
this time it's gone too far my body is infested

i am infested, i am infested
this time it's gone too far my body is infested
i am infested i'll be the tested
this time it's gone too far my body is infested

one bug, two bug, three bugs, four
these bugs just fuck & eat soon they'll be hundreds more
(to) infest my head, infest my bed
these bugs won't stop infesting untill i kill 'em all dead
then there's the eggs, the fucking catch
if i don't delouse again in seven days they'll hatch
and at this time i will truley go insane
my nervous system shot by the use of the lindane
it is this lotion on my generation tested
this time it's gone too far / my body is infested

 

Death Song

Every day it comes my way in different shapes & forms
greed, hate & jealousy the faces, the faces it adorns
and though i walk the valley in the shadow of my deeds
consider this it's never there the ends to meet the needs

i give you money,  you give me death
you think it's funny, i gasp for breath

tompkins square is every where it's written on the walls
they'll suffocate yer real estate and grab you by yer balls
my life is such a living hell,
a squatted rotted empty shell
no mistakes to learn 
watch a cop for us today
an opiate a new decay
yer fucking breathing stops this dying day
the bigtime it killed crusty dave
were all alone we miss his heat
and now i feel so incomplete the death he tasted was so sweet
from womb to tomb
the rotting meat 

 

Born To Die

Born to die and you get to sit and watch yer t.v. set believe the lies before yer eyes
credit cards & apple pies 50 stars to blind yer eyes
13 stripes to hypnotize free thought is gone
you'll never see yer just a pawn
you'll die tomorrow but today
yer empty dreams just fade away
evaporate, dissolve to hate
while you survive and wait until a lifeless fate
yer stupid lives just piddle on
you slave fer others and then your gone
i just can't escape the lying
the moment we are born we're dying (and it's) such an ugly sight

we have no rights, we have no future
no reasons why, just born to die

yer dumb self can't appreciate the freedom in my thought
the weak sense of autonomy when i'm tripping in my squat
that empty void was never filled but the dreams of others
you helped kill you'll justify, will linger on
but dontcha know that dreams all die the day yer born

there is no god, there's only ignorant bliss
no reasons why, were born to die (just born to die)

gone to be, god is dead, lies & truth are in my head
yer history, economy, society  it isn't me, it's all on you
reality, it's whatcha do, it's whatcha make
the truth in lies, the freedom dies, the mind it numbs, the spirit breaks

(with) all our rights, it kills our future
our reasons why, we're born to die (just born to die)

Suicide (a better way)

Swillin' on the dragon just the other day
tompkins square park up by avenue A
halfway down the forty and a pig come up to me
he said "listen here boy (ya) gotta show me yer i.d."
well living in a police state
i tell ya man it ain't that great
i know it doesn't even matter what i say
but dontcha know there's gotta be a better way

i'm all alone, i'm feeling bad,
i'm by myself all i ever had
i hate my life, i'm such a mess
i wanna die i'm so depressed
and every time i look at you
i know exactly what to do
i didn't want to be born the pleasure all has died
so now i'm gonna snuff it with a suicide

suicide, the best, no better way

sit in a hot bath tub / (raise a / razor) blade and slit yer wrists
watch your life fade to black
you have this power to kill yerself called suicide
and no-one can take that back
there is no better death than suicide, suicide
there is no better way