But we don't go outside anymore The radio blasts hysteria While the television's sideways on the floor We're mourning in the streets of Amerika Mourning in the streets of Amerika Stand by to switch on We fire out all pistons We're singing along But no

The sinner is you I see and hear more than I wish The seal has broken up again One life on earth fades away again There's been a kill in the spirit world The ultimate sinner just don't know Is there forgiveness Do we all deserve our blessing What's life

Take me downtown barney lock me up Read me my rights put me in cuffs And I’ll do my time raise my right hand And I’ll tell the judge I’ll do that shit again Somebody better call the law We done took it outside we’re about to brawl Ol’ boy done put his

I found the price of love and lost my mind I'd do it all again and won't think twice Won't think twice Well, you're no angel I never asked you to be You're my danger 'cause that's just what I need But it still hurts me Well, sometimes I wonder what is

There and back again Bull just carried on Under fire he carried them out one by one Bullets all around Out of the men that he carried away Twelve men would now live to see one more day His fear held at bay as he carried them away Sometimes war is killing

So pour me another tequila, Sheila I feel like ol' Poncho Villa, Sheila I crossed the border, and I beat the dealer For all the damn gold in Juarez And lay down and love me again Pour me another tequila, Sheila! Pour me another tequila, Sheila Take off

You will feel all his power! The viking warrior Mikkel Kessler You feel the floor again, unleashing his hell You will not even hear the bell Maybe you're strong, but you don't stand a chance Feel the power of a warrior! fight fight fight fight Let's get

Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on

I'll be drunk again All by myself To feel a little love Should I, should I? Maybe I'll get drunk again I wanna be drunk when I wake up On the right side of the wrong bed And every excuse I made up Tell you the truth I hate

In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase