Pro Pain The Truth Hurts - Make war (not love) 4:54 - Bad blood 3:19 - The truth hurts 4:09 - Put the lights out 4:22 - Denial 3:21 - Let sleeping dogs lie 3:20 - One man army 3:11 - Down in the dumps 4:18 - The beast is back 3:33 - Switchblade knife 3:24 MAKE WAR NOT LOVE I'm an open wound I can feel lt In my gut I lie face down In my excrement and try to belly up Unilke a fish I can't swim against the tide So i keep my haad above water and try to thumb a ride Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall The rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall Destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove AND MAKE WAR NOT LOVE lf i were a broken back and you were a brace would you let me lay down and die here or put me back in place Like the lamb, too submissive and nice you were easy prey for the wolf pack who made you pay the price Yet only the strong survive and the weak shall fall the rest will pray to the likes of a concrete wall destroy the role that fits like a hand in glove and make war not love BAD BLOOD The bad blood blood is dripping Down the wall Your sneakers are slipping Do break your fall You thought it was a game Till Johnny got his gun The talons got your name I think you'd better run My time, my work, your prize, you jerk realize, i despise, you and yours and you me BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD BAD BLOOD The bad blood is boiling on the floor You can't stop the anger cause this means war Surrender your conscience, and do your time I will not forgive you for wasting mine Bad Blood THE TRUTH HURTS Put on yout hat and coat and take A walk down the street I think you're bound to be surprised By all the bodies you meet The bowels of the melting pot Wreeks of shit While a guy does your windows With a sponge and his spit The whores on the highway try to forget That they jeopardized the lives of the guys they met Some will shoot you up and stuff You down a drain pipe hole Cause they wouldn't touch your body With a ten foot pole Stick em up, stick em up, empty the drawer Said the banger to the owner of the liquor store I was purchasing some wine When I heard the pops and a patron started screaming "Someone call the cops" The cops were called, and we were told to wait But the death toll rose because the cops were late The banger ran out,and he was gone in a flash He got away with the murder, And out with the cash The truth hurts, the truth hurts, And fairy tales are written like a book The truth hurts, the truth hurts Just open your eyes and take a look, son Let's take a little trip to the lower side There's a junkie in a place where the freaks reside He shoots the shit, and gets the rent paid free With government checks and lots ofAZT He sees his kids about once a week And his wife's on her death bed as we speak She prays for little ones everyday But the boy is infected and the girl's O.K. Jackin' in the city while the city sleeps You play lor fun and they play for keeps There's a thief in the hood just waitin to pop And a kid in a Cadillac tryin to cop Herb and couple vials of coke And he don't sweat it out cause the fine's a joke In a matter of time it was a real done deal It's back to the burbs because the shit ain't real But the truth hurts, the truth hurts, And fairy tales are written like a book The truth hurts, the truth hurts, just open your eyes and take a look, son PUT THE LIGHTS OUT Bout time you showed up I was just about to count you out for giving up When we were young we talked about the same things Lyrically redundant, mentally stimulating We sure knew how to ride a crowd The cops showed up because the music was loud, but that's what being sixteen was all about Step into the ring and swing and put the lights out Six hundred rushed the stage The crowd in a frenzy the band in a rage Kick a little homage just for the old times To spread the gospel and bust out a new rhyme Gotta wonder what's next for the encore Maybe some hip hop maybe something hardcore Toughen up enough to throw your body out Everbody move and put the lights out Whe reap the pros in pain A shock for the body and food for the brain Power to the people who shook the cage Read the fine print and turned the page I'll make you ponder the thought succes Could be a quality you possess Get off your ass, don't be a burnout Step into the thick of things and Put the lights out DENIAL Born in '65 A bouncing baby boy A million dollar smile A brand new box of toys Every mothers dream An innocent child to hold Untarnished by humanity bright naive yet bold School came he tearned the meaning of joy, pain, misfortune and gain He'd ask questions about sex and life like - why is daddy messing with his ex-wife? Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial Inner child's in denial Peer pressure took Control of his life one day What good he a left in his heart was stripped away His parents got divorced left him out in the corld Funny how we get so bitter as we grow old The boy cried his girl by his side She's bold and bright, naive, uptight someday he'd like to tie the knot But the inner self remembers all that time forgot LET SLEEPING DOGS LIE AMERICA SUCKS! Yeah, what the fuck! I'm thinking of moving overseas The heart of this country has fallen apart and the people, they grovel on their knees I vote and I vote and I vote, but no results tell me what the hell is going on I-ll get on a boat pack a lunch and grab a six and set the cruise control for Hong Kong We want the best, we get the worst We won the west under the big wide blue sky Forget the past, the duke is dead We're fading fast, So let sleeping dogs lie I'm sick of the sounds and sights and bright lights as the dixie band starts to play There's lots of paper hats, and flags wave But to me it's just another day I try and I try and I try to take a stand But it gets thrown back in my face Majority rules! Yeah right, not here It takes bucks to enter the race One man army Beat down like a pile of junk Politically incorrect We knew he deserved the best But he never got no respect Six kids and an empty wallet With a hole the size of a dime Not a dollar or a dream to boot He thanks God for a hell of a time Here lies the middle class What once was is now past Our forefathers spent their lives cultivating this ? One man army born and bred Never cared much what no one said Worked all dat till his fingers bled He was a one man army One day he bought a shotgun And went home and sat on the bed He downed more than a couple of drinks That put the 's' word in his mouth So the future is not so bright when everything looks so dim Then he tought about who he loves But thought more about who loves him Too much pain and no gain Suck the blood from my veins I work too hard to have you Take it all away I see red when you see green Kill us all when we turn 18 If oppertunity ever knocked I guess we weren't home Down in the Dumps Angry on the outside angry on the in Disgruntled with the thing I see Looking for a future that lies in your hands Is such a bad place to be Educated hippies and psychedelic yups Really gets my Irish up I am just a beggar, begging for some money Spare some change to fill my cup It's not so bad, I'm happy like a pig in shit Unlike some puppet of a sult and tie chump When anybody wants something from me That's where I'll be - Face down in the dumps Mercilessly seeking pleasure in my pain The wages set do not increase Can't afford the rent, I'm tossed out in the rain I lost my life and lost my lease Hard times are coming up around the bend It's been that kind of year My battle with the bottle, is back with a bang I need a drink, so where is my beer It's not so bad, I'm happy like a pig in shit Unlike some puppet of a sult and tie chump When anybody wants something from me That's where I'll be - Face down THE BEAST IS BACK Sitting here in a big old box Getting help for my vice Got a sink and a toilet with aview like the rest of the mice I lie awake and I shake like a rabid dog waiting to attack and I crave like an addict and I'm afraid that the beast is back The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back Got out and got a dead end job right about minimum wage Serving meals to the homelessto subsidize my rage I can cook, I can clean, I can run my wheel like a big brown mouse Breakdown and gotta have it It's back to the halfway house The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back I look back at my high school daze with a gun in my hand one step closer to madness I stick my head in the sand When I'm high, I can dream I can fly An eagle in a stone cold sweat I'll crash down like my daddy because my wings are wet The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back The beast is back Switchblade Knife Rise and shine, get out of bed And I'm a warmachine again Beat my meat a few times and I am feeling mean my friend Me, myself and I'm coming It's best to watch your back You are mine and I'm gunnin' I swear I'll beat you black I'm gonna get you and leave you for dead And I'm gonna beat you with a blow to the head You'll never forget me for the rest of my life Cause I am gonna cut you like a switchblade knife Feed the fire cause I'm waiting My fist will break your face Find your house and I'll take it and ransack the place Fear itself is still looking to shut you up for good It's your life and I'll take it I'd kill you if I could Strange thoughts are going out of my brain Standing naked with a knife in the rain Got my fix, now I'm feeling alright New York's so pretty at this time of night