Fistful Of Ideals

You're a pig, I'm a pig, everybody is a pig Lying, cheating, s*cking every f**kin' rich man's d**k You're God, I'm God, everybody acts like God God is black, God is gay, God is just a lazy sod Why don't we just lay down our guitars and rise? Why don't we just s*ck out the earth 'till it dies? Why don't we just lay down our guns and kiss? Why do we accept this mess in the way it is? I got a fistful of ideals in a world full of shit fistful of ideals in a world full of shit fistful of ideals in a world full of shit You're a junk, I'm a junk, don't tell me you're a punk Getting high, feeling low, my daddy is a useless drunk You're a whore, she's a whore, everybody is here to score Gimme, gimme, all you have, no, just give me more Why don't we just lay down our guitars and rise? Why don't we just s*ck out the earth 'till it dies? Why don't we just lay down our guns and kiss? Why do we accept this mess in the way it is?