The daily grind 
Until It's Gone
Old What's His Name
Permanent Rust
Biomag
Countdown
Hazardous to Yourself
The Daily Grind
Feeding the Fire
-Until It's Gone-
Buildings will replace the trees
Pollution will replace the air we breathe
I'm close to the mountain, 15 miles away
But I can't see the hills from here today
We can't just let it pass us by
And as I look into the sky
Something in the atmosphere
Is telling me won't be here for long
Take a picture of this place
Cause extinction is not so far away
Our skin will fry like a steak well done
When there's nothing between us and the sun
Until it's gone, until it's gone, until it's gone
We'll never miss it until it's gone
All the efforts seem to fail
With cars and cans of aerosol
I feel so guilty, then my pride will die
when I see the grey, self-created sky
Until we find a better way
We'll have to learn from all our big mistakes
Something in the atmosphere
Is telling me it won't be here for long
Seems like a letter that we cannot send
Fells like aluminum we cannot bend
Tastes like a mixture that we cannot blend
But we must change the course,
Of the recipe to the end
-Old What's His Name-
He used to be a suit and tie business man
When the monthly payments came he just
Packed his bags and ran
Never listened to reason,
And the bills were so unpayed
And now he's holding a cardboard sign
That says "I'm not the one to blame"
He used to be a healthy man, a wealthy man
Try to bum a dollar to avoid the garbage can
He can't believe that it turned out this way
He can hear the people say "Old what's his name"
He paid for alcohol when it was time to pay the rent
All his money came easy, now a dime is heaven sent
He paid the dealer when it was time to pay his dues
Now his life is a bottle, a bag, and a ripped up pair of shoes
Old What's His Name
-Permanent Rust-
She was corruption when I was destruction
I'm seein' through her eyes like cellophane
It used to be I'd see her face and feel so small
Now the only face I see is the picture
I'm throwing darts at on the wall
Where did she go? When loneliness is all I had to show
If I couldn't trust her then, who could I trust?
The pillow is wet with tears and permanent rust
Just when I thought I was out of the dark
I'm holding her tight and she breaks the light
She was dead in my mind, but her ghost is still around
It comes back to haunt me, it doesn't want me
It just happened to be passing through my town
It took so long to realize the truth
I resent every word I said...
That's when I knew, one and one don't make two!
I knew that sleepless night when she never came home
She's probably drinking somewhere knowing I'm alone
The road to nowhere is a long winding street
Maybe someone will be there at the end,
But it won't be me!
-Biomag -
diicil de escribir...luego las tengo ok!
-Countdown-
Another home is lost from someone who was poor
Another body found for the government to ignore
Another cop caught beating up on innocence
Another law that seems to make no fucking sense
Natural disaster is just something we don't need
Another person tested positively to HIV
Another mountain side that we cannot see
Another politician's life remains a mystery
Newspaper headlines, do they tell us what is right,
or what is wrong?
I wanna know exactly what the fuck is going on
The media has built a fortress
All around our minds
Will I see it broken before I lay down and die
The clock is winding down
Just a matter of time before it comes here to this town
...countdown
Another wall is built between color and race
Another wrong decision about peace is made
Another chemical is dumped into the sea
Another fact is not exactly what you read
Another piece of land that just could not be saved
Another education that could not be paid
Another killer in the street is roaming free
Another day, Another pain, Another misery
I've got a feeling, I've got a bad feeling inside
-Hazardous to Yourself-
Just read an article on clogging arteries
Renewed subscription to my health food magazine
Don't wanna die young, paranoid about the future
I'm only 19 and I'm a health food connoisseur
Right now I'm sitting in a room
I could be lying in a box if I don't eat right
Some poeple tell me what is good and bad for me
I don't trust anyone but health food magazine
Mom makes me food that sucks and I refuse to eat
Lock myself in my room, lose thirty pounds a week
Stay locked in your room all day, Your warped imagination
Stacks of books are piled high, with useless information
Let your anxiety tell you what is good and bad for you
Let paranoia tell you what to do
You always say that it's a hazard to your health
Why don't you put your fucking fear back on the shelf
Because the only hazard I see, the only hazard I see
The only hazard I see is yourself
Signed a petition to get smokers out of here
I got the figures on second hand smoke death rate every year
Can't go outside my room, you know I just can't leave
I'm too afraid that I will get some wierd disease
My doctor tells me I'm a hypochondriac
He claims he can help me, but he'd stab me in the back
Been all around my room, There's nothing good to eat
Health magazine with ketchup is my new delicacy
-The Daily Grind-
Another morning and I'm awake
The same old thing but a different day
I want to drive but my tank is dry
The ground is wet with rain
Greedy people are pushing me
Needy people in misery
It's a push and shove community
But how the hell can I complain
On the other side of town
People are sleeping on the ground
Look not far and you will find
A tragedy, the daily grind
Seems like when the times are tough
That hope is down and the price goes up
There's not enough jobs to fill a cup
And the streets are filled with shame
Here I am in a traffic jam
And ugly faces stare me down
And they call this the right side of town
But still I can't complain
-Feeding the Fire-
It used to be easy to listen to people
And take everything with a grain of salt
But now that I'm older I still hear voices
I do not wish to be involved
I don't want to be involved
With the incinerator anymore
that lifestyle is such a bore
Find the door
I want to leave this place
Can't take it anymore
Locked in a room and
The flames are burning down around me
And now I see the door
But I won't find a key
It's kinda sad but i'll never find
A better place to be
I'm not feeding the fire anymore
It makes me want to keep it locked inside
You got the gasolene but I don't have a light
I wanna hang out it's not a good time
I'd rather be somewhere that I could find
People that don't live off the words
That are said by someone else
Cause talking shit is so bad for your health
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