Suicide's an Alternative/You'll Be Sorry Lyrics

Sick of people-no one's real
Sick of chicks-they're all bitches
Sick of you-you're too hip
Sick of life-it s*cks

Suicide's an alternative

Sick of trying-what's the point
Sick of talking-no one listens
Sick of listening-it's all lies
Sick of thinking-just end up confused
Sick of moving-never get nowhere
Sick of myself-don't wanna live
Sick and tired-and no one cares
Sick of life-it s*cks

Sick of politics-for the rich
Sick of power-only oppresses
Sick of government-full of tyrants
Sick of school-total brainwash
Sick of music-top-40 s*cks
Sick of myself-don't wanna live
Sick and tired-and no one cares
Sick of life-it s*cks

Suicide's an alternative

Sick of life-it s*cks
Sick and tired-and no one cares
Sick of myself-don't wanna live
Sick of living-I'm gonna die

Suicide's an alternative

Well I've got a little story to tell
About a man that said he came from hell
He said Satan's been lookin especially after me
He said Satan's got a paper, gonna set my body free
He said power and glory, bitches for screwin'
All in your name and all for you this day
Oh yeah
Power in your name, glory and fame
All the gold and bitches you ever could have
Oh yeah
He said, power, fame, all in your name
All that you wanted, all that you need
All that you want to answer your greed
Anything that you ever could need
Well sign the paper that's all you do
Sign the paper it's ready to
Anything there it's all for you
Just sign the paper

Oh let me see if I got this right
Then I sign this paper and I get all these things
It's gotta be something else to happen, I don't know man
Besides it's like coward

Well I don't care too much about gold
And I don't really give a f**k about what you've been told
And I don't really care and don't need anyone looking after me
Besides I'm a meaner son of a bitch than that f**k ever could be