D.R.I.

[ti:Labeled Uncurable] [ar:D.R.I.] [al:Thrash Zone] [offset:0] [00:01.62]Labeled Uncurable - D.R.I. [00:49.46]Felling sick and weak inside [00:50.57]Lost all hope and my pride [00:51.95]Something's gone wrong with me [00:53.17]Diseased body, what can

Your numbers up you have to go The system say's "I told you so" Stocked in a train like a truckload of cattle Sent off to slaughter in a useless battle Thousands of us sent off to die Never really knowing why Fuck the system they can't have me I

Thrashard There's a gig At 5th and Main Gonna catch the bus Or take the train We'll steal or find Or borrow cash And we'll be there Ready to thrash The band kickes in They begin to rage No-man's land In front of the stage Poseurs in the bathroom Stil

The Five Year Plan I lose, you win I lose, you win I lose, you win I lose again But you're on my five-year plan When you least expect it, expect it! The five-year plan You fucked me over You did me wrong You know why I wrote this song The five-year p

Fighting this society, there's only one way to win We must stick together through all thick and thin Cross over the line of your stubborn, closed mind Don't be surprised at what you might find Things you thought wrong may have always been right You'l

(Hello???) I call you up You've got nothing to say I get the hint And I'm blown away Been gone, gone too long! I've been gone too long! (x2) You must see me In some far away city Wonder, is she blond And is she pretty When I'm gone so long Our bonds

OLD, BATTERED BUILDING, READY TO CONDEMN HIGH-VALUED PROPERTY, EXPENSIVE PIECE OF LAND HALF-FILLED WITH TENANTS, ALL POOR ON WELFARE NO HEAT OR ELECTRICITY, AND SLUMLORD DOESN'T CARE SLUMLORD DOESN'T CARE, SLUMLORD DOESN'T CARE MILLIONS IN INSURANCE

MANIFEST DESTINY MORE BLOOD ON THE HAND OF CHRIST THEY CALLED THEMSELVES CHRISTIANS AND GAVE THEMSELVES THE RIGHTS DISGUISED AS MISSIONARIES THEY WERE REALLY AFTER GOLD MANY INDIANS DIED FOR THAT HOW MANY'S NEVER TOLD MANIFEST DESTINY MANIFEST DESTIN

Kill the author Of the best seller Place a bounty Upon his head Kill writer Of opposition Tell the squad I want that man dead I want him dead [2] Kill free speech As an example Hang the corpse For all to see Kill all hope Of restitution And all Who d

Automatic weapons were meant for the war But here they are right outside your front door Gangs and thieves are armed to the hilt Ready to kill without the quilt Lock and load We need gun control [2] A shot rings out from down the street The gangs are

Question marks In my head My mouth cried And my eyes bled I streched my thoughts Put them on the rack In a mind so dark It's almost black Strategy [2] These distorted, contorted Ideas of mine Are telling me something I think it's a sign Hidden meanin

I give a hoot But I still pollute I don't know what's the matter with me I won't kill But I think I'd shoot If it meant whether or not I'd be free Simulated sympathy In a world full of pain It's each for his own If there's something to gain I've got

We've waited with patience For acceptance Into your lame-o stations You've left us no choice Because you won't let us Voice our opinions We've got to drown you out Drown you out [2] When commercial sponsors Decide what we hear Something's wrong How m

Beneath the wheel Go! Don't be late first one out of the starting gate run! Be on time first one to cross the finish line swim ahead of the school, if you have to, cheat if you never slow down, you'll never be beat if you lose in life, it's because y

[CHORUS:] Enemy Within in my head I often wish That i was dead No self control Of my own mind Got to stop There's no more time Mommy, Daddy Help me please I beg of you I'm on my knees Save me from This Life I Lead The pain, the blood The agony I want