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?
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