Greatest Fits


Album Name: Greatest Fits
Produced By: Hypo Luxa/Hermes Pan
Release Date: June 19th 2001
Record Label: Sire - 48115-2


Tracks:

  1. What About Us 5:52
  2. Stigmata 5:45
  3. The Land Of Rape And Honey 5:11
  4. Thieves 5:01
  5. So What (Live) 10:33
  6. N.W.O. 5:29
  7. Just One Fix 5:12
  8. Jesus Built My Hotrod 4:52
  9. Reload (12" Version) 3:37
  10. Lay Lady Lay 5:44
  11. Supermaniac Soul 3:14
  12. Bad Blood 4:59
  13. Supernaut 7:09


What About Us


just like another speck of dust that's on the highway of life,
He Screams at anyone who'll listen that the end is in sight,
So then he circles the wagons or he just circles then quits
Cause the Highway could become- the final battling pit??
So when the company wants, Another problem resolved,
Or if the company wants a choice of nothing at all,
Point your thumb out to the highway through the heat and the dust,
And raise your finger in the middle till you shout:

"What About Us!" x 4

Just like another last call, it means nothing at all,
You either kiss a lot of ass, or tear the clock off the wall,
Another warning ignored another sign of the times,
They say the sky is gonna fall, so why not drink till you're blind
So when the company wants another company-man,
Or when the company wants another 1,000 year plan
You'll let your boot go up the road you cannot possibly trust,
Till the screaming hits the ceiling and you ask:

"What About Us?" x5
"What About Us?" x4

Don't follow my path to extinction, if I had a mind I'd leave it alone,
We speak of aliteration,
Like a journey to the inside of carnal-fiction,
Release yourself where the predator prays, rewind your mind, freeze your world apart.

Wage war on the eye which cannot see, destroy the temple of emptiness,
and what about them in the wake of damnation,
and what about us? Do We come from God?"


just like the old soft shoe or the old song and dance
The only check that's in the mail is probably already cashed
Are you a victim of chance? is this the way to succeed?
or just a crack in the wall of what the people believe,
So when the company wants the final weapon online,
When the company wants to repossess your mind,
You gotta wonder if the fear that we loathe or trust
Would ever waste a precious second trying to answer:

What about us x 6

Do We Come from God?
What about them [echos and fades out]
So you don't respect the distance on the highway of life,
Screams for anyone who listens that the end is in sight,
So then you circles the wagons or engines circles that quick,
Cos the highway got a gun that fires down on respect,
So when the company wants, when all the problems resolved,
Well if the company wants to think I am nothing at all,
Pull yourself onto the highway so they eat all the dust,
With the finger in the middle till you shout:

"What About Us!" x 4


So you hear the last call, it means nothing at all,
So you kiss a lot of ass, so they come to the war,
Another warning ain't nothing but the sign of the times,
They say the sky is gonna fall, so why the frick are you blind?
So when the company wants another company-man,
And when the company wants another, it frowns on your plan,
It's a ?? up the road you cannot possibly trust,
Till the screaming hits the ceiling and you ask:

"What About Us?" x5
"What About Us?" x4


"Don't follow my path to extinction, if I had a mind I'd leave it alone,
We speak of a nation, kids, 'n'ghetto/transcendental (?) medication,
Like a journey to the inside of carnal-fiction,
Brace yourself with the preditor prays, rewind your mind, freeze your world apart.
Wage war on the eye which cannot see, destroy the temple of emptyness,
and what about them when they wake up damnation,
and what about us? We come from God!"


Just like they all saw through, the outcoming dead
They only take me to the man, but they already can,
Are you a victim of chance, it's the way to succeed,
Because the quicker the war, it's what the people believe,
So when the company wants the final weapon online,
When the company want to reposess your mind,
Now you wonder in the fear that without our trust (?)
Whenever weeks just feels like seconds, when you answer:

What about us x 6  

We Come from God!
What about them [echos and fades out]

 


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