its the great big nothing yet its always something i know its really nothing but what do you?
when i see you in the supermarket chain i wonder if theres anything left to your brain i hope you make your way to the tainted broccoli then you'll understand your world is just a dream
its the great big nothing yet its always something i know its really nothing but what do you?
when the bomb drops, where you gonna run you voted away your rights,to own a fuckin gun now your on a chain gang on the end of one its fun, your new life under the sun the new world order has got a little plan their bettering our lives , with a swipe of the hand their merging our i.d.'s, now were easier to scan they keep us safe from terror, good ol' uncle sam
if you ever the chance to be out of this place, in another country you might comprehend, why the u.s. has no friends in the world, we are, the enemy as the world burns, we stare at our t.v.'s not a worry or a care, were free from disease except our little sickness, ego-riffic gluttony and the masochistic proof, oil brings us to our knees.
its the great big nothing yet its always something i know its really nothing but what do you?
you entertain your guests, but what you gonna do when reality sets in, inconvenience comes to you theres no more power left, and your fridge has no more food fossil fuels are shit, thats the economic truth
i hate this fuckin place mediocre in its ways id rather live no more than to have my freedom raped for one more day its time to turn the page page 1, i load my little gun page 2, i point it at you page 3, i pull the trigger see just another perfect ending, an american story
the story goes on and on your slave trade carries on its really sad to say, i'm living in this place, this evil u.s.a. what ever happened to, one nation under god it seems you had us fooled, you only meant to fraud all the time, the wool was pulled right over my eyes, its the great big nothing, its time for you to realize