Tim Armstrong - Junkie Man lyrics

The common man doesn't suffer pain like this Only the sort that has never been kissed Let us adore our beautiful son He's ridin' on the rivers of Babylon Burnin' up, shootin' up bring on the brightness See the son of god is comin' up and there is a likeness Internalize the lunacy the misery is showin' When you're brought up you're caught up in a system that's goin' No one answers no one takes that call from you Junkie man tell me what your story is... What do, what do, what do, what do I desire Some parent's house is on fire Slowly the house gonna burn to the ground The neighborhood will watch without a sound Will someone be a witness please tell me that he's crazy But he's not and they know that and they can't get him cause he's not crazy Beat lock him knock him take him away his authority Hit 'em, ship 'em, club 'em submitted conformity My hand went blind You were in the vein clairvoyant You were in the vein clairvoyant My hand went blind I make love to my transistor, my transistor And my transparency from the balcony I looked out on the big field, on the big field It opens like the cover of an old bible And out come the wolves, out come the wolves Their paws trampling in the snow the alphabet I stand on my head and watch it all go away Burnin' up, shootin' up bring on the brightness See the son of god is comin' up and there is a likeness Internalize the lunacy the misery is showin' when You're brought up and caught up in a system that is goin'