I Don't Know
Because She Says So
He's A Faggot Boy
The TV Says So
He's A Junkie Piece Of Shit Because He Says So

All That First-class Jet Set Brings Me Down, Down, Down
All That First-class Drug Shit Brings Me Down, Down, Down

It's A Big Machine, It's A Big Machine
We're All Slaves To A Big Machine
It's A Big Machine, It's A Big Machine
We're All Slaves To A Big Machine
All Tied Up To A Big Machine
I Got Houses
Got Cars
I Got A Wife
I Got Kids
Got Money In The Bank

Get Away Without Borders
I'm A Slave, New World Order
I Guess I Chose To Be
I Guess I Chose To Be
I Guess I Chose To Be
I Guess I Chose To Be

Hope I Teach My Son How To Be A Man
Now Before He Hits 35
Comic Book Lives Don't Really Have Any Real Life Do They Now