Stop Smiling

(álbum: The Quickening - 1996)

Happy robots say "life is fine", they're the ones I loathe
They're stupid or they're lying or a little bit of both
Ignore disasters and say that life is great
It never stops the smile on their shit consuming faces

The stupid hippies too stoned to see their lives are fucked
Going with the flow into the shitter they are sucked and then they
Got these magic crystals, don't do a god damn thing
Just stinking of pachoulli while they choke on their ginseng

Beating on a drum, you sing of quiet and peace
Burning marijuana and you take the time to hug a tree
Say no possessions, but get all that you can
You stink like shit and smile through it, don't ever trust a happy man

Cheery retard masses with their evil Osmond smiles
Way too glad to be here cause "He" is on your side
And then they hand out propaganda for sheep to join the cult
Collecting guns, they rape your daughters but it's nobody's fault

I don't want to go to heaven, it's filled with pricks like you
I won't go inside the gates, leave me in the waiting room
I'm sure that God hates you, he thinks your an obsessed fan
See how you are? Never trust a happy man

Never trust a happy man