Militia on Acid

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 &Hitlers dicks in my arse,
They know that I’m sick, dead or red, that I need injections ¬ 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!
SOLO + damage the enemy- don’t let him die! let him lie!