Songs About / On: POVERTY

(lyrics - king, music - hanneman, king)

Breeding fast in poverty
Infectious driving dormant seed
Inside your carcass start to mate
Left in charge to dominate
Waiting to unfold
Raging uncontrolled
Adapt a potency
Death machine, infest my corpse to be read more »

You will all say that I am surely crazy
Only an unrepentant pessimist whose thoughts should be detained
But facts are sterile, not vulgar nor sublime
And they’re not religion, they’re for everyone
And signify the times
Today is a window, tomorrow the landscape
All you need to do is take a look outside
To know what we’re bound to face read more »

All designed for my downfall
Fortified but for how long
Everything I want nothing I need
Poverty is hard wealth’s a disease
In control I’m not in control read more »

Spending your life dreaming of rich fantasies come back of your dreams and face reality you think you’ve got everything, but really have nothing it’s just too much pressure and your mind is bust read more »

Sometimes I think of all the places where I don’t

Wanna go read more »

2 A.M. a southbound junction - innocence takes flight
Common sense has lost all function - stranded in the night.
The albatross has flown the nest - he's breaking family ties
He recalls his mother weeping with her hands held to her eyes.
His alcoholic father was too drunk to know or care read more »

I'm an old woman typing
Old as the year, seventy-eight
Hear what I say
I was born in Laurel, Mississippi,
I live in North Carolina today read more »

Hey Brother Christian with your high and might errand,
Your actions speak so loud, I can't hear a word you're saying.
Hey Sister Bleeding Heart with all of your compassion,
Your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation.
Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure,
Can you improve this place with the data that you gather?
Hey Mother Mercy can your loins bear fruit forever?
Is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure?
And I want to conquer the world,
Give all the idiots a brand new religion,
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil,
Promote equality in all my decisions
With a quick wink of the eye
And a "God you must be joking!"
Hey Mr. Diplomat with your worldly aspirations,
Did you see the children cry when you left them at the station?
Hey moral soldier you've got righteous proclamation,
And precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations.
And I want to conquer the world,
Give all the idiots a brand new religion,
Put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil,
Promote equality in all of my decisions
I want to conquer the world,
Expose the culprits and feed them to the children,
I'll do away with air pollution and then all save the whales,
We'll have peace on earth and global communion.
I want to conquer the world! [x4] read more »

Growing up in extreme poverty,
and living in a town filled with empty promises,
the young boy is filled with scepticism.
He battles between right and wrong.
Facing a horrifying decision, which no child should have to make,
his whole life could be turned upside down.
Does he listen to the wishes of his kind, but stressful mother,
to remain living in poverty, and be persecuted by many?
The alternative is to take a road into crime and deception,
with his so called friends.
Either way he' read more »

Hey brother christian with your high and might errand,
Your actions speak so loud, I can’t hear a word you’re saying.
Hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion,
Your labors soothe the hurt but can’t assuage temptation.
Hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure, read more »