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von Nils Landgren Funk Unit

I love the lie and I like the look
Of hanging on with a push and a shove
Possession is the motivation
That is hanging up the whole damn nation
Looks like we′re gonna end up in a rut
I can't use it
I′m trying to make it real
Compared to what
Slaughter houses killing hogs
Twisted children killing frogs
Boredom rednecks rolling logs
While tired old ladies are kissing dogs
I'm sick and tired of this whole damn mug
I can't use it
I′m trying to make it real
Compared to what
The president has got his war
No one knows just what it′s for
They don't give you no rhyme or reason
If you have one they call it treason


We′re chicken feathers old without one gut
God damn it
I'm trying to make it real
Compared to what
Church on Sunday, sleeping out
Trying to duck the wrath of God
Preachers filling us with fright
They all try to teach us what they think is right
They just got to be some kind of nut
I can′t use it
I'm trying to make it real
Compared to what
Where′s my God and where's my money
Where's my God and where′s my honey
Unrealness and crass distortion
Always mothers in need of votes
Kinda brings to mind old young King Tut
I can′t use it
I'm trying to make it real
Compared to what
Trying to make it real
Compared to what