Fucking Hostile

One, two, three, four!
 Almost every day
 I see the same face
 On broken picture tube
 It fits the attitude
 If you could see yourself
 You put you on a shelf
 Your verbal masturbate
 Promise to nauseate
 Today I'll play the part of non-parent
 Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself
 Not lie and make you believe what's evil
 Is making love and making friends and meeting God your own way
 The right way
 To see
 To bleed
 Cannot be taught
 In turn, you're making us
 Fucking hostile!
 We stand alone
 The truth in right and wrong
 The boundaries of the law
 You seem to miss the point
 Arresting for a joint?
 You seem to wonder why
 Hundreds of people die
 You're writing tickets man
 My mom got jumped, they ran!
 Now I'll play a public servant
 To serve and protect by the law and the state
 I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder
 And leave you be if you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man
 Not a god
 To see
 To bleed
 Cannot be taught
 In turn, you're making us
 Fucking hostile!
 We stand alone
 Vince!
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 Come meet your maker, boy
 Some things you can't enjoy
 Because of heaven, hell
 A fucking wives tale
 They put it in your head
 Then put you in your bed
 He's watching say your prayers
 'Cause God is everywhere
 Now I'll play a man learning priesthood
 Who's about to take the ultimate test in life
 I'd question things because I am human
 And call no one my father who's not closer than a stranger
 I will not listen
 To see
 To bleed
 Cannot be taught
 In turn, you're making us
 Fucking!
 Fucking!
 Fucking!
 Fucking hostile!