Life Is Not A Blessing

(album: To Whom It May Consume - 1999)

[Dennis Leary from "No Cure For Cancer":]
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you and fuck you

[Brooks Buford:]
State your religious background I don't believe in shit
Life is hell I'm wearing oven mitts when I'm rubbing her tits
Earth is a materialistic bitch
This whole totem-pole society's an oxymoron
Operation Clean Sweep better watch the fuel bomb
And while the corporate willy sits on millions nuns are hookin
And while you legalize liquor, I'm drunk running down children
And shoving coca in my nose to raise my self esteem
If I ain't got boocoo's of cream then fuck me, I ain't living the American dream
Wonder why so many fall to smuggling
And taking off their clothes for higher funding
Worth is based on economic status, be a part of the cesspool
Beat your wife, ignore your kids, make six figures and you're successful
Know nobility and poverty, CSPAN sends chills up my spine
You might as well not even exist
If you ain't got some gold around your wrists
And shit I done slit mine...

Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent
Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent

[Danny Boone:]
I strike up a full sprint with the day the planet turns to ashes
Breathing down my neck hellish degrees of Armageddon
Some are running with Sleestaks with weed sacks
And get yours mentality, suppress fear, grind gears
Weakness is opportunity, it's a dirty bitch pass
Read her mind and say scum
I'm a fruitcake, I want it all to be a vagabond
A product of Babylon, slave of technology
Shaking off thoughts of incest and sodomy inside of me
I gotta be normal, can't no chance be in confusion
Gotta romance, pass a ambulance could be an omen
Don't believe in superstition but I better look and listen
Hope it ain't a premonition, chronically stricken with tension
Invention of evil deceitful people living regally
Got it illegally but they gather beneath the steeple
Treat you like you're not equal and I'm abnormal
I wonder turmoil, anger, lightning, thunder

[Brooks Buford:]
Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent
Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent

[Steaknife:]
So I relinquish every optimistic scuffle of existence and resistance
For every single mortal is serving a pitiless sentence
And gutless and I so to will acquire some sorta bias contentment
Confusing the awareness of a much more advanced resentment
With hope and inhalation, a self designed violation
Every and all generation is plagued, deteriating in dismay
But don't blame me for diagnosing the reality of human creatures
I defeat ya, deceive your mental feature like a preacher
So get busy dying stop defying your morals by crying
My authenticity is inevitable since ever go
Now, advise the world of this tribulation and divert demonstration
The ill advised Creedence in track for when in a confrontation
How can anything be over if it never started
The weakened part in this genetic inherited from God
Karma in the lights are startling

[Brooks Buford:]
Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent
Life is not a blessing it is the test
Yo, even the Virgin Mary be undressing to pay rent
Welcome to a democratic government
In God We Trust to Hell we sent