Militia on acid — аккорды и текст

I'm better red than dead,

I'm better red, red, red than dead,

I better eat my brain for breakfast,

And make it, do it, make it fast!

I can not live, I can not die,

I'm so confused - I'm forced to lie!

Gotta a fucking reason now,

Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason

Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

MOA - they're all insane!

MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

We are all insane!

I'm not a mouse, I'm not a man,

I'm just an empty beer can.

I can not hear my own farts,

I guess I've lost some brain parts.

At first they crucified,

But then they satisfied.

I'm at a loss - it's suicide!

Dontcha fucking get it? Dontcha fucking get it?

Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

MOA - they're all insane!

MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

We are all insane!

They know that I've got Lenins and Hitlers dicks in my arse,

They know that I'm sick dead or red that I need injections and not their sticks,

I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope,

Well, FUCK YOU COP, I know what you want, I know your men-ta-li-ty!!!

Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

MOA - they're all insane!

MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

We are all insane!