Hey!

(альбом: Destruction By Definition - 1996)

Hey! What's going on?
Hey! What went wrong?
Hey! I don't know why?
Hey! I might as well try!

Let's go!

Well, I looked around this crazy world and tried to make some sense of it
Robbed a bank and stole a car and tried to put some dents in it
And everybody is playing games I don't know what to make of it
Don't play your stupid games 'cause you know I don't need that fucked up shit

Well, no one ever told me I was gonna get older
Turned 21 and I thought my life was over
Took a long time to get to where I am now
And I'm not gonna sit around wondering how, no!

Well, I listen to your fucking shit I can't make any sense of it
'Cause what goes in does not come out, you've gotta put two cents in it
You're just a blob of fucking jell you're brain is floating out in space
And if your eyes was worth a quarter I'd get twenty-six cents back in change!

Well, no one ever told me that the grass would be greener
I've done a lot of things since the last time that I seen her
No one ever told me it would be this way
That's why you can't make any sense out of anything I say, no!

(Junkie little punk!)

My world is crumbling and I don't know what to do
It's falling down around me 'cause I'm thinking of you
If we take a look at what we call our world today
Are our morals on decline or have we all gone insane?

Insane (Insane)
Insane (Insane)
Insane (Insane)

Hey! What's going on?
Hey! What went wrong?
Hey! I don't know why?
Hey! I might as well try!