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S.N.F.U.
(Society No Fucking Way)

...And No One Else Wanted To Play


Broken Toy

There was a boy who had a toy
But it was no car or train
The toy that he had was the best toy in the world
The toy was called his brain

This toy could talk, this toy could think
There was no limit at all
Then one day this perfect toy broke
So now he thinks nothing but broken thoughts

So now he plays each and every day
With his broken toy
When this toy turned out to be his brain
No one else wanted to play, yeah!

So now he plays each and every day
With his broken toy
When the toy turned out to be his brain
No one else wanted to play, yeah!


She's Not On The Menu

Who is that new waitress? He wants her on his plate
Well every time he sees her he just has to masturbate
He wants her luscious breasts on the end of his fork
But all this menu offers is chicken, beef & pork

But I don't want that girl to be mine
For breakfast, lunch or suppertime
She's not a sex object, but a person too
(I know that) She's not on the menu
She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu
She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu

He wants to eat her body just like a plate of fries
And suck out all the gravy that seeps into her thighs
He says he "loves" that girl and he thinks that it's true
Cos every time she speaks to him, he cums into his soup

But I don't want that girl to be mine
For breakfast, lunch or suppertime
She's not a sex object, but a person too
(I know that) She's not on the menu
She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu
She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu

She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu
She's not on the menu -- She's not on the menu


Money Matters

Get up, go to work, then go home and sleep
Get up, go to work again, do this 5 days a week

And it gets you so frustrated, that it just ain't funny
Are you amazed at the things we'll do for this thing called money?

Then what do you do with the money you worked so hard for
Go drown your sorrows at the nearest-by liquor store

In order to survive we need this thing called cash
But to get it will you lick some shoes or kiss some ass?

Does money make your world go round
If you don't have it, do you feel down?
Does money make your world go round
If you don't have it, do you feel down?

Get up, go to work, then go home and sleep
Get up, go to work again, do this 5 days a week

And it gets you so frustrated, that it just ain't funny
Are you amazed at the things we'll do for this thing called money?

Then what do you do with the money you worked so hard for
Go drown your sorrows at the nearest-by liquor store

In order to survive we need this thing called cash
But to get it will you lick some shoes or kiss some ass?

Does money make your world go round
If you don't have it, do you feel down?
Does money make your world go round
If you don't have it, do you feel down?


I'm Really Scared

Well the pressure builds up deep inside
And there's no hope to run and hide
It's gonna make you sweat,
You're gonna end up wet
And it's no wonder why I'm so scared

Well I'm real scared -- No turning back
No need for you and that's a fact
I'm real scared- No turning back
And I don't wanna die

We've got the heavies sitting on our chests
Weary tired but cannot rest
The razor's sharp -- Bleeding in the dark
And it's no wonder why I'm so scared

Well I'm real scared -- No turning back
No need for you and that's a fact
I'm real scared- No turning back
And I don't wanna die -- No!

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Well I'm real scared -- No turning back
No need for you and that's a fact
I'm real scared- No turning back
And I don't wanna die


Joyride

Meet the man who loves to kill
Whenever he gets in to his automobile
He'll drive his car to the road
Searching for victims, young & old

He'll kill anyone that gets in his path
He does this strictly for fun & laughs
There's no sense in trying to hide
There's no escape from this madman's tires

Every night, he goes on a joyride
And every night, he robs the people of their lives

He'll wait for you outside your home
Then with his car, he'll crush all your bones
Be you black or white, he don't give a shit
Insanity is never prejudice

No one's safe in his community
From this menace to society
Just one last thing, before he gets me
Look both ways before you cross the street

Every night, he goes on a joyride
And every night, he robs the people of their lives


Seein' Life Through The Bottom Of A Bottle

In the morning when he rises and hears the daily news
There's stories of people getting killed and criminals on the loose
And these are not the kind of things he wants to hear when he wakes
So he goes down to the liquor store and gets a bottle of the great escape

He's seeing life -- Through the bottom of a bottle
It's the only way -- He can cope with a world he finds so troubled
He's seeing life -- Through the bottom of a bottle
It's the only way -- He can cope with a world he finds so troubled

Will he get mugged today? Will he get shot?
He's tired of living life inside this paranoia trap
And these are not the kinds of things he wants happening to him
And he don't want to be no victim of sobriety

He's seeing life -- Through the bottom of a bottle
It's the only way -- He can cope with a world he finds so troubled
He's seeing life -- Through the bottom of a bottle
It's the only way


Cannibal Café

Funny! I'm not familiar with this taste
Well I said are these ribs or is this steak?
Well I'd sure like to know what the hell this is I'm chewing
Well I said holy fuck! It's another human!

Come with me, I'm on my way
To the Cannibal Café
Won't you come to the only place
Where you can be the "Special Of The Day"?

Well there I was choking this thing back
When I realized that it was someone's hand
Only way that I could possibly tell
Careless chef did not remove the fingernails

Come with me, I'm on my way
To the Cannibal Café
Won't you come to the only place
Where you can be the "Special Of The Day"?

The food ain't bad and the food ain't good
Don't dare order the "Leper's foot"
I recommend the "Ass of a farmer's wife"
Very tender, not too juicy, heavy on the cellulite

Come with me, I'm on my way
To the Cannibal Café
Won't you come to the only place
Where you can be the "Special Of The Day"?
The Cannibal Café, The Cannibal Café
The Cannibal Café


Misfortune

There's fire at the end of the block
The people gather round to watch
Well instead of helping they just sit
As helpless people burn to a crisp

Oh! Misfortune -- Why? Misfortune
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well Isn't that misfortune?

Down the stairs falls a handicap
And again the people gather round to laugh
Well it's not his fault he was born that way
Said a person is a person, we're all one in the same

Oh! Misfortune -- Why? Misfortune
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well Isn't that misfortune?

Now you've had a little accident
And your fuckin' body's all gnarled and bent
Said now the shoe is on the other foot
And your once good friends are treating you like shit

Oh! Misfortune -- Why? Misfortune
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well isn't that misfortune?

Said a person is a person, we're all one in the same
Said a person is a person, we're all one in the same
Said M -- I -- S -- F -- O -- R -- T -- U -- N -- E
Said M -- I -- S -- F -- O -- R -- T -- U -- N -- E


Plastic Surgery Kept Her Beautiful

She used to be a wretched girl, a genuine ugly duck
Her body was in awful shape, had she been hit by a 2 ton truck?
Then one day she one the lottery and answered her childhood dream
She became the most beautiful girl alive via plastic surgery

Plastic surgery kept her beautiful
Couldn't keep her alive
She found eternal beauty
But not eternal life

Yeah, but beauty wasn't everything, it was only skin deep
Her body was plagued by some rare disease
Plastic surgery kept her happy til the last day of her life
She died with the looks of a queen and not the monster she thought she was

Plastic surgery kept her beautiful
Couldn't keep her alive
She found eternal beauty
But not eternal life

Plastic surgery kept her beautiful
But it couldn't keep her alive
She found eternal beauty
But not eternal life -- No!


The Gravedigger

Late in the night, this solemn man he goes to work
Content with his job, placing people into the earth
Heaven or hell? I said that's one thing he can't decide
One thing's for sure, the dead will keep his business alive

Meet the gravedigger, the one who smells like rotting flesh now
He's the gravedigger, he's here to bid you an earthly farewell
This is farewell -- This is farewell

No sleep tonight, this old man just ended his health
Tomorrow's the day the gravedigger will bury himself
Who'll fill the holes, now that the old man is gone?
One thing's for sure, the dead will keep coming on and on and on

Meet the gravedigger, the one who smells like rotting flesh now
He's the gravedigger, he's here to bid you an earthly farewell
Into the pit -- Yeah, into the pit

Meet the gravedigger, his icy touch will give you the fuckin creeps
He's the gravedigger, his icy touch will give you the endless sleep


Bodies In the Wall

As I sleep, bedded down,
I'm awakened by the sounds
Of people moaning in the halls
I think there's bodies in the walls

They scream at me, they yell at me
They tug at me, are they out to get me?
They want to make peace or to talk to me
They need my help, these bodies in the wall

Under my axe, the walls crumble down
Sure enough, what have I found?
The rotting remains of human bodies
Some are screaming, some are crying

They scream at me, they yell at me
They tug at me, are they out to get me?
They want to make peace or to talk to me
They need my help, these bodies in the wall

They cry because their lives were cut short
They scream for help, their last resort
But the only way I can help these souls
Is to find the person responsible
And when I do, it will be his last call
I'll stuff his body in the wall
But he won't be dead, he'll be alive
A fair price to pay for such a violent crime

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Get Off Your Ass

You sit and complain
Instead of using your brain
You say you're bored out of your skull
Instead of crying, why aren't you trying?
To make things seem less dull
No, you're taking the easy way out
You best stop shitting from your mouth
There's no value in verbal stew
What's more important are the things you do

Get off your ass and do something
Why sit on your ass and do nothing? Yeah!
You've got your freedom, why not put it to use?
Before some asshole takes it away from you

Now you've become a doer laughs
Go out to the verbal shit spewers
And even if your scene does die
You'll have the satisfaction to say you've tried
It's easy to bury things with words,
Long before they're dead
If we act positively and avoid apathy
We'll got a lot more done instead

Get off your ass and do something
Why sit on your ass and do nothing? Yeah!
You've got your freedom, why not put it to use?
Before some asshole takes it away from you -- You -- You -- You -- You


Loser At Life/Loser At Death

Frustrated kid, he hated life
Tried to end it with a butter knife
Didn't work, blade too dull
So he hammered nails into his skull

Loser at life, fumbled suicide attempts
Loser at death, what kind of death will he cheat next?
Loser at life, easy come, no easy go
Loser at death!

Still no luck, head too thick
So he swallowed draino, but he just got sick
Stepped into a speeding car
Several bruises and a broken arm

Loser at life, fumbled suicide attempts
Loser at death, what kind of death will he cheat next?
Loser at life, easy come, no easy go
Loser at death!

So he lit himself into flames
What do you know? It went and rained
Threw himself off of the bridge
But it was the road he missed

So he pointed a gun to his head
Big surprise, still not dead
Died one night in irony
When his cat crawled on his face and fell asleep

Loser at life, fumbled suicide attempts
Loser at death, what kind of death will he cheat next?
Loser at life, easy come, no easy go
Loser at death!


This Is the End

It's not a job, it's an adventure
Smell the burning flesh up on the hillside
This is the end!

You're in the asshole of this earth
Now you know what you're really worth
To them, you're just another rifle
Better keep and eye around the bend
Cos this is the end!

One! Two! S.N.F.U.

This is the end!
This is the end!
This is the end!
This is the end!


S.N.F.U.

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