Ribbed

Jenny, so many times i tried to get away

But you kept following me all over town

I'll display it, there's no way to say it

I don't just want you,

I just don't want you around

I don't want you around,

You follow me around

It's really bringing me down.

I don't want you around



When it was time to go i had nothing to say

Don't you look at me,

Don't you look at me that way

"i love you!" oh, really? please go away



What gave you the idea?

Get it out of your head

You follow us around,

We're not the grateful dead

I wanted to be friends but you wanted more

So, like i told you before,

I don't want you around

It's been a long time

Now it's time to get your bubble burst

Things are bad enough in this world

Why do you have to make them worse?

Day after day, you just gotta get it

Sometimes i think of all the places where i don't

Wanna go

Then i think of all the things that i don't wanna do

And when i think of all the people that i don't wanna

Meet

I close my eyes and go to sleep



Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars

I'm the prince of poverty hangin' out in bars

Your life's a mercedes, a mansion with a pool

My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel



Your obviousness disgusts me i see thru your macho

Lies

I'll fight everything you stand for

There's something in your purse baby, my head is

Getting sore

Maybe what we had was just green corn

(written in july 1989)



You can't believe the things you see and read

The soviet threat

Our pseudo enemy

What's scaring me?

Our foreign policy

To make the world safe for business

Call it democracy



Our human nature, it's all the same

We spend our lives in the pursuit of happiness

So stop the hate, open the iron gate

It's our destiny to make the cold war history



You think i give a shit

If you're a socialist

If you're a capitalist

We've all got to exist

On this planet with nowhere to run

The millions of brainwashed must open their eyes

We are one



With us over here and them over there

Barbed wire borders are going nowhere

So sick and tired of your bitching and complaining

So long you've been oppressed while others lives are

Gaining

Want reparations, you're needy and deserving

Can't understand why some are served while you're

Doing the serving

Anything but responsibility



Where's my slice?

I want more than equal rights

I want everything for free!



You waste your time concerned with what others are

Earning

You want a revolution to start the tables turning

A demonstration to make a better nation

We'll spend the day protesting all the problems that

We're facing

Anything but face reality

Where's my slice...



Your brilliant theory

How the world owes you a living

You'll take away from others

The things they should be giving

They own the pie and you want your share

Whoever told you life was fair?

You were dealt your hand - now play it



Where's my slice...

In the morning i awake

I feel my bladder about to break

I scratch my balls i rub my eyes

Just feeling lousy



My girlfriend tells me that

It's time to take a bath

I say, "no, not today, it's only tuesday"



Once every 24 hours

I'm supposed to take a shower

That's not the way i do it

Do it do it



Personal hygiene is the last thing on my mind

I don't want to do it

Do it do it



It doesn't make a difference to me

Everyday i do the same old thing

So why should i have to be clean?



Those dreaded wednesdays and saturdays

Also known as shower days

I hate them

Talking about the moron bros', tattooed fingers,

Tattooed toes

They're idiots, losers, they're scum

Taking advantage of everyone

You're a dog, they're your fleas

Doing everything they can to spread disease



They'll take your beer, they'll take your drugs

Leave with you microscopic bugs

Their company is something you won't miss

When your icetrays are filled with piss

They are the moron brothers

Don't get along with others



They'll whine, they'll bitch, they'll fuck you if you're rich

They'll leach, they'll latch, they are the itch you can't

Scratch

Do do do do do do do do da do do do do etc.



They'll ink your face, tape your eyelids closed

Tabasco's in your mouth,

There's mustard up your nose

When your head is shaved you'll think the worst has

Passed

Just try to move your leg

They've put you in a cast

They are the moron brothers

Don't get along with others



They may not go down in history

But they'll go down on your sister

Sitting in a room waiting for some news

Sitting in a room with white knuckles

Not feeling so good

I didn't do the things i should



I said, "doc, tell me what's wrong with me"

He had this expression he didn't know what to say

"it seems that you've contracted a new strain."



How could this happen to me?

Another victim another casualty

From fucking casually, another casualty



All the times i should have worn a jimmy hat

All the times i said, "what the fuck,

I won't look back, that's not for me."

I wouldn't listen to reason

Now look at me