Virginia was a lot lizard from F.L.A. 
She had a compund fracture in the trunk 
It started when she ran away 
Thumbs out on the interstate 
She hitched a ride to Misery 

Mr. Whirly had a catastrophic incident 
He fell into the city by the bay 
He liquidated his estate 
Now he sleeps up on the Haight 
Panhandling Misery 

And he's gonna get high high high 
When he's low low low 
The fire burns from better days 
And she screams why oh why 
I said I don't know 
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday 
Of Misery 

Well Vinnie was a hustler out of Amsterdam 
He ran the drug cartel in Tinsel Town 
They found him in a Cadillac 
Bludgeoned with a baseball bat 
In the name of Misery 

Then Gina hit the road to New York City 
Mysteriously the night Vinnie croaked 
She stopped in Vegas to elope 
With Virginia and a dope 
Who kissed the bride eternally 

And they're gonna get high high high 
When they're low low low 
The fire burns from better days 
And she screams why oh why 
I said I don't know 
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday 
Of Misery 

Well hell's hounds on your trail now once again, boy 
It's groping on your leg until it sleeps 
The emptiness will fill your soul with sorrow 
'Cuz it's not what you make, it's what you leave 

And we're gonna get high high high 
When we're low low low 
The fire burns from better days 
And she screams why oh why 
I said I don't know 
The catastrophic hymns from yesterday 
Of Misery

Well, people try to put us down 
Talkin' bout my generation 
Just because we get around 
Talkin' bout my generation 
The things they do look awful cold 
Talkin' bout my generation 
I hope I die before I get old 
Talkin' bout my generation 

My generation 

Why don't you all just fade away? 
Talkin' bout my generation 
And don't try to dig what we all say 
Talkin' bout my generation 
I'm not trying to cause a big sensation 
Talkin' bout my generation 
I'm just talkin' bout my generation 
Talkin' bout my generation 

My generation. 

(guitar solos) 
Break it, fuck that shit! 
(don't think Pete Townsend wrote that part) 

Why don't you all just fade away? 
Talkin' bout my generation 
And don't try to dig what we all say 
Talkin' bout my generation 
I'm not trying to cause a big sensation 
Talkin' bout my generation 
I'm just talkin' bout my generation 
Talkin' bout my generation 

My generation 
Talkin' bout my generation 

This is my generation 
This is my generation, baby

She smashed the radio 
with the board of education 
turn up the static left of 
the state of the nation 

Turn up the flame 
step on the gas 
burning the flag at half mast 
she's a rebel's forgotten son 
an export of the revolution 

She is the first voice 
of the last ones in the line 
she'll drag the lake 
to keep the vendetta alive 

Bring in the head of the government 
the dog ate the document 
somebody shot the President 
and no one knows where Maria went? 

Maria, 
Maria, 
Maria, where did you go?... 

Be careful what your offering 
your breath lacks the conviction 
drawing the line in the dirt 
because the last decision.. is no!

I wanna be the minority 
I don't need your authority 
Down with the moral majority 
'Cause I wanna be the minority 

I pledge allegiance 
To the underworld 
One nation underdog 
There of which I stand alone 
A face in the crowd 
Unsung against the mold 
Without a doubt, singled out 
The only way I know 

Stepped out of the line 
Like a sheep run from the herd 
Marching out of time 
To my own beat now... 
The only way I know 

One light, one mind 
Flashing in the dark 
Blinded by the silence 
Of a thousand broken hearts 
"For crying out loud" 
She screamed unto me 
A free for all, fuck 'em all 
You are your own sight 

I wanna be the minority (x4)

Sit around and watch the tube,but nothing's on 
Change the channels for an hour or two 
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit 
I'm sick of all the same old shit 
In a house with unlocked doors 
And I'm fucking lazy 

Bite my lip and close my eyes 
Take me away to paradise 
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!! 
And I smell like shit 

Peel me off this velcro seat and get me moving 
I sure as hell can't do it by myself 
I'm feeling like a DOG IN HEAT 
Barred indoors from the summer street 
I locked the door to MY OWN CELL 
And I lost the key 

Bite my lip and close my eyes 
Take me away to paradise 
I'm so damn bored I'm going BLIND!!! 
And I smell like shit 

I GOT NO MOTIVATION 
WHERE IS MY MOTIVATION 
NO TIME FOR THE MOTIVATION 
SMOKING MY INSPIRATION 

Sit around and watch the phone,but no one's calling 
Call me pathetic,call me WHAT YOU WILL 
My mother says to get a job 
But she don't like the one SHE'S got 
When mastur bation's lost its fun 
You're fucking lazy 

Bite my lip and close my eyes 
Take me away to paradise 
I'm so damn BORED 
I'm going blind 
And loneliness has to suffice 
Bite my lip and close my eyes 
I was slipping away to paradise 
Some say,"Quit or I'll go BLIND." 
But it's just a myth

Today's the Macy's Day parade 
The night of the living dead is on it's way 
With a credit report for duty call 
It's a lifetime guarantee 
Stuffed in a coffin, 10% more free 
Red light special at the mausoleum 

Give me something that I need 
Satifaction guaranteed to you 
What's the consolation prize? 
Economy sized dreams of hope 

When I was a kid, I thought 
I wanted all the things that I haven't got 
Oh, but I learned the hardest way 
Then I realized what it took 
To tell the difference between thieves and crooks 
A lesson learned to me and you 

Give me something that I need 
Satisfaction guaranteed 

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope 
The one I've never known 
Cuz now I know it's all that I wanted 

What's the consolation prize? 
Economy sized dreams of hope 
Give me something that I need 
Satisfaction guaranteed 

Because I'm thinkin about a brand new hope 
The one I've never known 
And where it goes 
And I'm thinkin about the only road 
The one I've never known 
And where it goes 
And I'm thinkin about a brand new hope 
The one I've never known 
'Cause now I know it's all that I wanted

Nobody likes you... 
Everyone left you... 
They're all out without you... 
Having fun... 

Where have all the bastards gone?Testi Canzoni 
The underbelly's accidental high 
The dummy failed the crash test 
Collecting unemployment checks 
You're fucking only along for the ride 

Where have all the riots gone? 
As your city's model gets pulverized 
What's in love is now in debt 
On your birth certificate 
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse 

The television's an obstructionist 
And you don't even know that you exist 
Stand still wish to die 
You better run for your fucking life 

It's not over 'till your underground 
It's not hope before it's too late 
It's cities burnin' 
It's not my burden 
It's not hope before it's too late 

There's nothing left to analyze 

Where will all the martyrs go when the virus cures itself? 
And where will we all go when it's too late? 

And don't look back 

You're not the Jesus of Suburbia 
The St. Jimmy's opinion of 
Your father's raise and your mother's love 
That's made the idiot America 

It's not over 'till your underground 
It's not hope before it's too late 
It's cities burnin' 
It's not my burden 
It's not hope before it's too late 

She said I can't take this place 
I'm leaving it behind 

Well she said I can't take this town 
I'm leaving you tonight

Started at the age of 4. 
My mother went to the grocery store. 
Went sneaking throught her bedroom door to find something in a size 4. 

Sugar and spice and everything nice wasn't made for only girls. 
GI Joe in panty hose is making room for the one and only. 

King for a day, princess by dawn. 
King for a day in a leather thong. 
King for a day, princess by dawn. 
Just wait 'til all the guys get a load of me. 

My daddy threw me in therapy. 
He thinks I'm not a real man. 
Who put the drag in the drag queen. 
Don't knock it until you tried it

I know that things are getting tougher
When you can’t get the top off from
The bottom of the barrel..!
Wide open road of my future now
It’s looking fucking narrow!
All I know is that I don’t know nothin’.

We get told to decide.
Just like... as if.. I’m not going to change my mind.

All I know is that I don’t know nothing.
Whatca gonna do with yourself boy..
Better make up your mind!

Whatca gonna do with yourself boy,
You’re running out of time.

This time I got it all figured out...
All I know is that I don’t know nothing!
And that’s fine...

Part I 

I'm the son of rage and love 
The Jesus of suburbia 
From the bible of none of the above 
On a steady diet of 

Soda pop and Ritalin 
No one ever died for my sins in hell 
As far as I can tell 
At least the ones I got away with 

And there's nothing wrong with me 
This is how I'm supposed to be 
In a land of make believe 
That don't believe in me 

Get my television fix 
sitting on my crucifix 
A living room on my private womb 
While the moms and brads are away 
To fall in love and fall in debt 
To alcohol and cigarettes 
And mary jane 
To keep me insane 
Doing someone else's cocaine 

And there's nothing wrong with me 
This is how I'm supposed to be 
In a land of make believe 
That don't believe in me 

Part II: City of the Damned 

At the center of the Earth 
In the parking lot 
Of the 7-11 were I was taught 
The motto was just a lie 
It says home is where your heart is 
But what a shame 
Cause everyone's heart 
Doesn't beat the same 
It's beating out of time 
City of the dead 
At the end of another lost highway 
Signs misleading to nowhere 
city of the damned 
Lost children with dirty faces today 
Noone really seems to care 
I read the graffiti 
In the bathroom stall 
Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall 
And so it seemed to confess 
It didn't say much 
But it only confirmed that 
The center of the earth 
Is the end of the world 
And I could really ca ... Read more »