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>You call it a pretty antic is it that really >I'm really manic when I'm panic-free >How can it be?, this superhuman stamina >It underlies the man in me, get a camera >Flick as the slanderers slander me >Step into my play, don't leave >Its filled with Christian rock and OG's >Modern rock won't fulfill this degenerate's needs >So not only do I rage against the machine >I rage against, RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE >Whats a blaze of glory what about a blaze of flesh >Same as one of my pages when I'm angry >Blatantly refuse any courageous deaths >I'm angry as Muslims with braided beards >Still you'll never hear all my sacred swears >I recommend you just take a chair >Place it under your weighted rear > >A sickly cunt, drinking a red bull >Listening to Icky Thump, lyrically >He's been really slumped, giddy >Hoping individuality does get me jumped >Who finished my Southern Comforts whiskey >I've got this genie but what do I really want >There is no country music just hilbilly/punk >I'm the craziest writer to have a major fit >Blessed with razor wit of my own palgiarists >I hate whatever can't be controlled >I hated Satan and myself till he bought my soul >Wasn't too upset with myself for doing wrong >I really wanted to know what took him so long >My turn to wear leather pants and dance off-beat >Grow up in suburbia and claim the Streets >Infantine and incomplete its bittersweet >Contradicting every word that I speak

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