"Parts of Speech" A work machine, this isn't how it's meant to be I had a dream and I never let it stray from me I met a man, he told me not to get so down He said, "hey kid, just wait for it to come around" I sold my soul to the devil for a new voice He said, "hey kid I hope you're making he right choice" And if you never go a knockin No one will ever open the door I know it's not the same but when it all boils down I got a subject and a predicate, a verb and a noun It says "the war that you once is fault is all falling to the ground" Pick the pieces back up, throw them around I got a scar thats proof of my visit ive got a mouth that delivers my vision a laundry list of motives and missions show me the way, just show me how to turn around And if you never go a knockin No one will ever open the door I know it's not the same but when it all boils down I got a subject and a predicate, a verb and a noun It says "the war that you once is fault is all falling to the ground" Pick the pieces back up, throw them around i want a girl from around the way just a fly little hunny i can call everyday she wanna get down. with some drinks and some weed. so she can save all the call me laters save the disease ive got an itch that i cant seem to scratch its called love is for the lonely im jus in it for the snatch two blunts and a bottle of jack, we can make it all happen we can bring it straight back and well bring it straight back in the morning taking it home, do i want to be here in the morning, well i dont know chorus repeats

"Class Action Satisfaction" A little lost and a bit abandoned When I leave well i'll just go Follow my head to where my feet had landed Something only I do know What I want and what I need now Well they're all just the same The only difference in the place I'm going Is the actual difference in name Simple thoughts reeling through my mind And you can tell that I'm not satisfied Put It down paint it across my head Pick it up and start all over again Took a chance Oh why'd I even try and you know I'm not satisfied No I'm not satisfied Made my way to the same old station Where I picked you up before Sat on a bench for a couple moments Til my heart stopped and knew for sure "watched you wait for me by the roadside but you waited way too long" I had a laugh while I stood and wondered And caught a cab cause the bus was gone And so it started the run-in

"GIMMIE GIMMIE" "Gimmie all your money! Wanna buy a kangaroo... Gimmie shotgun. Oh, and a ride to the zoo... Gimmie all the things that I'd never give you... And can you give them to me without the attitude? Let me get a van... let me get a loft with a view... Gimmie a record deal! (so i can get a tattoo...) If we can't get Rick Rubin, Rick Ocasek'll do... What's so fuckin funny? Someone fucking fund me!" "Cause I'm Legit, Man! G-G-Gimmie all of it..." You just don't get it do ya? NO! You just don't understand... No one'll give it to ya. "PLEASE! GOD! DAMN!" Sixty thousand dollars and a history degree later, I'm a waiter... Want some Parmesan cheese? Sixty thousand dollars blown. So could you at least spare me twenty more bones for some fresh blank CDs? Oh, and a couple of sleeves? Should I get on my knees? Underneath a cherry with a pr-pretty please" But I'm not one to geeze... I can see the disease... that we got no cure for... that's what your in store for! All of it! C-C-Come on, do the Quit! (Alright, YEAH!) "awe yeah, that's me..." We are victims of Green's Disease We want the money. We count in threes. We are victims of Green's Disease We want the money! We want the money, honey! You just don't get do ya? NO! You just don't understand... No one'll give it to ya... "PLEASE! GOD! DAMN!"