Compared to What / Eugene McDaniels Love the lie and lie the love Hanging on, with a push and shove Possession is the motivation that is hanging up the goddamn nation Looks like we always end up in a rut (everybody now) Trying to make it real, compared to what Slaughterhouse is killing hogs Twisted children killing frogs Poor dumb rednecks rolling logs Tired old ladies kissing dogs Hate the human, love that stinking mutt (I can't stand it) Try to make it real — compared to what The President, he's got his war Folks don't know just what it's for Nobody gives us rhyme or reason Have one doubt, they call it treason We're chicken-feathers, all without one gut (God damn it) Trying to make it real — compared to what Sock it to me, now Church on Sunday, sleep and nod Trying to duck the wrath of God Preacher's filling us with fright They all trying to teach us what they think is right They really got to be some kind of nut (I can't use it) Trying to make it real — compared to what Where's that bee and where's that honey? Where's my God and where's my money Unreal values, crass distortion Unwed mothers need abortion Kind of brings to mind old young King Tut (He did it now) Tried to make it real — compared to what? stop 141 on second to last line of verse (3 bars rest) 141 0:00 intro - 8 Eb- 0:13 piano - 16 Eb- 0:39 texture - 8 Eb- 0:52 modulation - 8 D- 1:06 modulation - Bb 1:25 B C C# 1:56 2:02 verse 1 F 2:54 verse 2 F 3:44 verse 3 F 4:36 verse 4 F 6:11 verse 5 F