I've been obsessed with sex and I've been obsessed with danger
I've gone over to the dark side with women
I've sucked the life and put death into men
But what I don't believe I've done
is put my hand on the trigger of your gun.
I've kissed the hands of aristocrats and I've licked the lips of strangers
I've put my heart on a platter for a man, a woman and their daughter
I've sucked the wax off of a hot candle for a whore
I've kicked the gut in on an empty pathetic bore.
But what I have yet to do is sink deep into your mission.
What I have yet to do is commit this ultimate sin of treason.
I've broken up homes, and families, including mine.
I've broken up marriages and alliances with wine.
I've thrown away my honesty, and faith
To get closer to your truth
I've even drank your so called lemonade from the fountain of your youth
And though most days I believe you, in this war that you are wielding.
I know I'm fighting the fight for humanity dead and unyielding.
The end is near, the end is here
I'm going down with a fight
I'm gonna stomp the front lines
I've got my finger on the trigger
I've got my finger on the trigger
They won't be able to stop me
or hold me down tonight
I'm going down either way
I'm going down with a fight
This is not just edgy, this is not just racy
This is not just some political controvertiality
tempting racism, sexism, homophobia or fucking neutrality
This is the real shit and we're going down with a fight
This is the damnedest shit, cuz we believe in what is right.
Monday, June 21, 2010
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