Gringos Son Puercos Feos

Stamping out the acient cultures to spread a new disease

sailing on a dollar sign across the seven seas

the banner is white, blue & red

the locust's flight to swarm the dead

a buzzing plague to cage the lost

the spreading web breeds holocost

the third world's in your sweaty hands

you bleed 'em dry & rape their lands

you loan 'em cash to kill their soils

white bureaucrats divide the spoils

Swirling red & blue lights flash upon the housing walls

my back against the lockless doors of countless bathroom stalls

sifting through a puzzled life until the pieces click

wading through america-the hate, the lies, the sick

(I'm) spittin'at the flag you wave

(I'm) pityin'the life the life you gave

the propaganda zombifies

to stuff your head with hateful lies

(&) violence really keeps the peace

all across the middle east

with diligence we scorch the soil

and siphon out their prcious oil

All these patriotic lies oft sicken me to wake

how much shit & disrespect are we supposed to take

while you chant amongst the bleachers "U.S.A. is #1"

we'll cheer the empire crumbling down to rot beneath the sun

We have to be the winning team

democracy's a dying dream

& everything is classified

to keep our terror justified

we have to keep our engines filled

so what if forign blood is spilled

I'm blind to the reality

if the media lies, it's news to me

This is what you're proud of when you have your little flag

a sovereign nation brutalizing a wetted paper bag

And all the worlds a cage

we're locked upon the stage

(In a)Capitalist society

we're threatend by autonomy

their labor must belong to us

in cash & greed & god we trust

(it's) just another policy

to cripple their economy

bury them in endless debt

to the world-bank & the I.M.F.

(so)I'm burnin' up the flag you wave

I'm dancin' on your fuckin' grave

you're sellin' devastating death

you're suckin' souls & robin' breath

& your greed's a blasphemy

you're profitin' from misery

where will all this madness end

when the money burns & cities rend

(The Rain)

A golden sunset in darkest night

it melts the skin & blinds the sight

a fungal cloud of blackened ash

the rain floods down to spark the rash

into your mind the sickness bores

while underground they lock the doors

you glide into abysmal deep

escape, escape, to sleep