Masters of War

Come you masters of war, you that build all the guns
You that build the death place, you that build all the guns
You that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks
I just want you to know, I can see through your masks
You that never done nothing, but to build and destroy
You play with my world, like its your little toy
You put a gun in my hand, then you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farher as the fast bullets fly
Like Judas of old, you lie and deceive
A world war can be won, and you want me to believe
But I see through your eyes, and I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
You that fasten all the triggers, for the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch, while the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansion, while young people's blood
Flows out their bodies and is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear, that could ever be hurled
The fear to bring children, into this world
For threatenin' my baby, unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
How much do I know, to talk out of turn?
You might say that I'm young, you might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know, though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question, is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness? Do you think that it could?
Oh, I think you will find, when your death takes its toll
All the money you made will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die, and your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket, in the pale afternoon
And I'll watch as your lowered, into your deathbed
And I'll stand on your grave till I'm sure that your dead

My Generation

People try to put us...talkin' 'bout my generation
Just because we...get around...talkin' 'bout my generation
Things they do will all go c-c-cold...talkin' 'bout my generation
Hope I die before I get old...talkin' bout my generation
My generation...it's my generation, baby
Why don't ya' all...fuck off...talkin' bout my generation
Don't try to d-d-dig what we all say...talkin' 'bout my generation
I'm not tryin' to cause a b-b-big sensation...talkin' 'bout my generation
Talkin' 'bout my, my, my, my, my, my...generation
My generation...it's my generation, baby
Why don't ya' all fade away
Now don't try and dig what we all say
I'm not tryin' to cause a big sensation
Talkin' 'bout my generation
My generation
Talk, talk about, my generation...what about

My Way

And out isn't perfect
My friends, I'll say it too
Stay my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life as full
I've traveled each and every highway
Oh, and more, as more gets
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But they're too few to mention
I did what I had
It's all through without exemption
I play each charted course
I've traveled each and every byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
Well twice, I'm sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
I knew it all, without a doubt
I ate it up and I had to spit it out
I passed it on, and I stood tall
And I did it my way

Out Of My Mind

Out of my mind, yeah
All of the time, yeah
Wish you could help me mister
Wish you could lift me up
Wish you could pack my parachute mister
Wish you could pull me up
Oh, the winds of change, I'm stuck beneath the rain
Oh, I wish you could help me up, yeah
Out of my mind
Out of my mind, yeah
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind...out
Out of my mind
Out of my mind, yeah
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind
Wish you could help me, give me a pill
A-just a little drink that I could swill
A little something, anything, anything, I'll try all
I ain't got nowhere to go from here
I'm just about this far from drowning in my very own tears
Out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind
Oh, once inside, I'm out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind, yeah
Out of my mind
I don't feel so hot
Out of my mind
Where do I go? Where do I stay?
I got no place to lay in the hay
Where do I go to soothe my head?
Guess I'll turn on music instead
Where do I see? Where do I shine?
No one wants to take my mind
Where do I go? How do I feel?
Guess I'll waste away in here
Out of my mind
Out of my mind every single time

Patriot

And the rivers shall open for the righteous
And the rivers shall open for the righteous, someday
I went walking, with my brother
And he wondered, oh, how I am
Said what I believe with my soul
Ain't what I see with my eyes
And there's no turning back this time
I am a patriot, and I love my country
Because my country is all I know
I wanna be with my family
People who understand me
I got no place else to go...I am a patriot
I went walking, with my girlfriend
She looked so fine, I said baby what's on your mind
She said I wanna run like the lions
Released from their cages
Released from the rages burning in my soul tonight...I am a patriot
And I ain't no communist, and I ain't no socialist
And I ain't no capitalist, and I ain't no imperialist
And I ain't no democrat, I sure ain't no republican either
I only know one party, and that is freedom, I am, I am, I am
I am a patriot, and I love my country
Because my country is all I know
And the rivers shall open for the righteous
And the rivers shall open for the righteous, someday

Roadhouse Blues

Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
I'm goin' to the roadhouse, gonna have a real...good time...yeah
Back of the roadhouse we got the bungalows
Whoa, back of the roadhouse we got a little bungalow
Just for the people who like to go down slow
So let's roll, baby roll
Let's roll...all night long
Roll, roll, roll, gotta feel my soul, alrigh
Gotta roll, roll, roll, gotta feel my soul
Hey now
Passion lady
Give up your vow
Save our city...save this city, right now...hey
I woke up this morning, and got myself a beer
Yeah, said roll...the end is always near
Yeah, I said roll, baby roll
Let it roll...all night long...yeah

Rockin' in the Free World

There are colors on the street, red, white, and blue
People shufflin' their feet, people sleepin' in their shoes
There's a warnin' sign in the road ahead
There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead
Don't feel like Satan, but I am to them
So I try to forgive 'em, any way I can, yeah
I see a girl in the night with a baby in her hands
Under an old street light, oh, near a garbage can
Now she put her kid away, she's gone to get a hit
She hates her life, and what she's done with it
That's one more kid, that'll never go to school
Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool
Keep on rockin' in the free world
The US of A, the United States
Ain't a free place, it's not a free place
Ain't got the right to choose, barely got the right to vote
There they got the right to make an honest buck
The USA ain't a free, free place
There's a thousand points of light for the colored man
There's a kinder, gentler police man's hand
There's department stores, and toilet paper
Styrofoam garbage for the Ozone layer
There's a man of the people, said 'keep hope alive'
Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive
Keep on rockin' in the free world