Generic Flipper

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You don't care so you say, 'cause it's
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Not to believe is what you believe
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
It's all a dream in the daylight
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
And at night, it's a nightmare
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Think too much and you go to jail
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Stupid police won't let you pay any bail
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Sitting around and you're wasting my time
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Once you were a good friend of mine

Shed no tears for the martyr dying
Only in pain suffering and death
Can the martyr become what he's chosen to be

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

Shed no tears for the cop bleeding
He once held the gun. he once held the key
Now his prisoners will sing and dance and play

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

Shed no tears for the nun beaten
By the children she once called her flock
How they hate their teachers. who force darkness upon us

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

Shed no tears for the suicide
He has made his choice, the pain of life is great
And some will find it sweet to rot beneath the earth
As we rot and live and breathe

No tears wasted
No sorrow no pity
No, no crying, no loss

Feel so numb feel so dead
Just felt like someone hit my head
Like someone knew just what to do
Poison the masses catch the running few
Feel so empty feel so old
Just waiting to feel the death like cold
Eating away at my life ties
Not really knowing not caring why

Life is pretty cheap. sold a decade at a time
Life is pretty cheap. it's so easy to find
Life is pretty cheap. there's really nothing new
Life is pretty cheap.
Except for the cold delirious few

Dying too young living too fast
It's starting to feel like i'm living in the past
The pain is strong more than one can bear
Why is there religion. it's just not fair
People cling to things to make to make their lives seem real
Crawling like bugs at some fool leader's heels
Boasting of freedom when they're tied down with chains
It's time to give it up. here comes the death rain

Life is pretty cheap. sold a decade at a time
Life is pretty cheap. it's so easy to find
Life is pretty cheap. there's really nothing new
Life is pretty cheap.
Life is pretty cheap.
Except for the cold delerious few

There are eyes that cannot see
And fingers that cannot touch
That's the way of the world

There are dreams left empty and blank
And legs that have ceased to walk
That's the way of the world

There are kisses undelivered
Sighs and moans unuttered
That's the way of the world

There are hearts no longer beating
And there are entrails spilled on the floor
That's the way of the world