The sun came up with no conclusions
  Flowers sleepin in their beds
  The city cemetary's hummin
  I'm wide awake its morning
    I have my drugs I have my woman
  they keep away my lonliness
  My parents, they have their religions
  they sleep in seperate houses
    I read the body count out of the paper
  and now its written all over my face
  No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
  Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place
    So I'm drinkin, breathin, writin, singin
  Every day I'm on the clock
  My mind races with all my longings
  but can't keep up with what I got
    I hope I dont sound too ungratefull
  well, history gave modern man
  a telephone to talk to strangers
  a machine gun and a camera lense
    So when you're asked to fight a war thats over nothing
  It's best to join the side thats gonna win
  No one's sure how all of this got started
  But we're gonna make em God damn certain how its gonna end
    I' could have been a famous singer
  if I had some one else's voice
  But failure's always sounded better
  Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise!