Suicide's an Alternative/You'll Be Sorry

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