Fishbone - Game of Destruction lyrics

You're so out of it

You can't give a speech

You're so wasted

Your brain cell won't think

Your eyes are shocking pink

Your lips are ruby red

Wouldn't it be better

If we were peanut butter

On a moldy piece of bread

Knowing that the angels will soon

Let loose the winds of dread

Die wicked generation

Uttered an angel from the sky

Die wicked generation

For this is the close of your game of destruction

You vote for a president

That decides full of flaws

Anti-christ government

That's the way it's gonna be

You must fight for your rights

Against a polititian most of all

When they won't listen

Happy birthyear judgement day

Death has won the race

So let us all embrace

Die wicked generation

Uttered an angel from the sky

Die wicked generation

For this is the close of your game of destruction

Game of destructionyeah yeah !...