1.No More Mr. Nice Guy
No more mr. nice guy,
Me a nice guy？ Yea right!
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me.
I opened doors for little old ladies,
I helped the blind to see.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me,
And I'm gettin' real shot down,
And I'm feeling mean.
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I'm not hard to get along with,
I'm impossible!
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me
And I'm getting real shot down,
And I'm feeling mean.
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
My dog bit me on the leg today.
My cat clawed my eye.
My mom's been thrown out of the social circle.
My dad's had to hide.
I went to church incognito.
When everybody rose,
The reverend Smith, he recognized me,
Punched me in the nose,
He said, no more, nice guy!
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
Not to say I was ever nice in the first place you know...
2.Breakpoint
Making some holes for the needle to find,
..... and just let it slide.
You try to find you inside of me,
Be as great as you want me to be.
Hypocrit, the word that fits,
Do as you say not as you do.
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint.
Pushing me, push,
Push me to a breakpoint.
Self-esteem you seem to lack,
You point your finger, three pointing back.
So's the illusion of old golden dance,
Evil's contagious and life ain't that fair.
Criticists, the word that fits,
Put me down to lift you up.
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint.
Pushing me, push,
Push me to a breakpoint.
Once in pain, the only pleasure,
Fascination, this sick disaster.
Suffering since you were born,
Mess with the bull you'll get the horns.
Misery, the word that fits,
Times are good when times are bad.
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint,
You're pushing me to a breakpoint.
You're pushing me,
Pushing me,
To a breakpoint.
In my opinion as a professional,
I recommend we straight-jacket the son of a bitch,
Lock him in a rubber room,
Sedate him,
Heavily,
And when he wakes up, if he wakes up,
We'll see if he can be a nice boy.
Sedate me？ Ha, cool!
Straight jacket？
Hey! Hey!
Let go of me! Hey!...
Breakpoint,
You push me to a breakpoint.
Breakpoint,
You push me to a breakpoint.
Breakpoint,
Don't push me.
3.Go To Hell
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take.
I'm not gonna wake up today,
They've pulled my plug, the picture fades.
And as my body decays, mold begins to fill my grave.
The smell of death permeates,
The silk within my coffin lays.
Go to hell!
As they bury me now, six feet there my body lies.
Still feel like I can't go down, I hear a distant wailing cry.
God, something must've gone wrong.
Much too late I realize.
Go to hell!
I saw my funeral that day,
I know who didn't show to mourn.
My judgement was life in hell,
Pillars of pain and thorns.
My only friend's the goat,
With 666 between his horns.
Go to hell!
Place all your trust here in me,
Rest assured these things I know.
And as Charon sails the sea,
Your journey too shall end below.
Ah yes you're all sitting ducks,
It's true you reap what you sow.
Go to hell!
Now I lay me down to sleep,
Blah, blah, blah my soul to keep.
If I die before I wake,
I'll go to hell for heaven's sake.
4.Angry Again
The more of you that I inspect,
The more of me I see reflect,
The more I try to read your lips,
The more the mask you're wearing rips.
But when I seek out your voice,
My ears are overcome with noise,
You show and tell with greatest ease,
Raving impossibilities.
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat,
Enraged my mind starts to smoke.
Enforce a mental overload,
Angry again, angry again, angry ow!
And when the story takes a twist,
It folds like a contortionist.
Sleight of hand and quick exchange,
The old tricks have been rearranged.
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat,
Enraged my mind starts to smoke.
Enforce a mental overload,
Angry again, angry again, angry.
The searing of the sinew,
My body fights for air.
The ripping of the tissue,
My lungs begin to tear.
Gravity's got my bones,
It pulls my flesh away.
The steam finally dissipates,
I make out my sweaty face.
Association that I choose,
Game I inevitably lose.
Governed by laws set up by me,
Fracture it's jaw to let me be.
A cut-out cardboard condomaze,
Filled with an insubordinate race.
Irrational youths stop to stare,
As music rubber hosed the air.
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat,
Enraged my mind starts to smoke.
Enforce a mental overload,
Angry again, angry again, angry again,
And again and again, again.
Engaged in crime I grasp my throat,
Enraged my mind starts to smoke.
Enforce a mental overload,
Angry again, angry again, angry ow!
5.99 Ways To Die
If I see the morning hours,
I'll have one more yesterday.
Take life from tomorrow,
Cause I've burned out my today.
If I get up to the top I know,
I'll just go back downhill.
Gotta' terminal future,
And it's time to write my will.
Down another glass of courage,
And a shot of thorazine.
We're not ready to see you yet,
99 ways to die.
We're not ready to see you yet.
Gotta short between the earphones,
Wringing my hands in dismay.
A more efficient maniac,
With two feet in the grave.
Ain't got no last words to say,
Yellow streak right up my spine.
The gun in my mouth looked real,
And the taste that blew my mind.
In a black tie and straight jacket,
Man I'm gonna try again.
Perhaps a demitasse of arsenic,
Try on this tie,
Nevermind the tree.
There is only death and danger,
In the socket of my eye.
A playground of illusion,
No one plays they only die.
There's a prison in my mind,
And the bars are gonna break.
I'm as mad as a hatter,
And strung out just the same.
Taunting rigor mortis,
I feel it draw me in.
We're not ready (3x)
99 (3x)
6.Paranoid
Finished with my woman,
'cause she couldn't help me with my mind.
People think that I'm insane,
Because I am frowning all the time.
All day long I think of things,
But nothing seems to satisfy.
Think I'll lose my mind,
If I don't find something to pacify.
Can you help me？
Are you from my brain？
I need someone to show me,
The things in life that I can't find.
I can't see the things that make true happiness,
I must be blind.
Make a joke and I will sigh,
And you will laugh and I will cry.
Happiness I cannot feel,
So love to me is so unreal.
And so as you hear these words,
Telling you now of my state.
I tell you to enjoy life,
I wish I could but it's too late.
It's too late (2x)
7.Diadems
Sacriledge and blasphemy,
Set the stage today.
The more insatiable the sex,
The more swelled our tongues became.
As pre-historic as it seems,
This is now, today.
As pre-historic as it seems,
This is now.
Talking 'bout no vision,
Talking 'bout no dream.
The Harlot puddles for her lies,
From where she speaks.
I look above and see entrails in the sky,
This one ain't over 'til the fat lady dies.
One man rules the earth,
And rides the seven-headed beast.
Ten diadems, to crown them all,
The world, religion at his feet.
Dreams are told of dreams of old,
This day will surely come.
So, run my child and hide your face,
Once you've been marked you're finished, done.
You'll become one,
You're mine,
You're one.
I saw a new earth today,
I saw a former pass away.
I saw a new earth today,
I saw a former pass away.
Vengeance is mine,
Vengeance is mine.
The Netherworld and Sheol are never satisfied.
So the eyes of man are never satisfied.
I saw a new earth today,
I saw a former pass away.
8.Problems
Too many problems, so why am I here,
You need me, 'cause you're all too clear.
And I can see there's something wrong with you,
And what do you expect me to do？
At least I gotta now what I want to be,
You come to me if you need pity.
Are you lonely, you've got no-one,
You got your body, in suspension.
It's a problem,
Problem,
Problem,
The problem is you.
Eat your hart out on a plastic tray,
You don't do what you want, then you fade away.
You won't find me working 9 to 5,
It's too much fun being alive.
Using my ...,
You won't find me living for the screen.
Are you getting all needs catered,
You got your brain dehydrated.
Problem, problem, problem,
The problem is you, what you're gonna do,
Problem, problem.
Problem, problem, problem,
The problem is you, what you're gonna do with your problem,
The problem is you, problem.
..., but I ain't automatic,
You won't find me just staying ecstatic.
Don't you give me any of your orders,
To people like me, ther is no order.
I bet you thought, you have it all worked out,
I bet you thought, you new what I was about,
I bet you thought, you solved all your problems.
But you are the problem,
Problem, problem, problem,
The problem is you, what you're gonna do with your problem,
I leave it to you, a problem, the problem is you,
You've got a problem, and what you're gonna do？
They go to a doctor, gonna take you away,
They take you away, and throw away the key,
They don't want you, and they don't want me,
You got a problem, the problem is you.
Problem, what ya gonna do？
Problem, you got a problem (2x)
Problem (12 x)
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