I'm better red than dead I'm better red, red, red than dead I better eat my brain for breakfast And make it, do it, make it fast! I can not live, I can not die I'm so confused - I'm forced to lie! Gotta a fucking reason now Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid We are all insane! I'm not a mouse, I'm not a man I'm just an empty beer can I can not hear my own farts I guess I've lost some brain parts At first they crucified But then they satisfied I'm at a loss - it's suicide! Dontcha fucking get it?! Dontcha fucking get it?! Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid We are all insane! They know that I've got Lenins and Hitlers dicks in my arse They know that I'm sick, dead or red, That I need injections and not their Sticks I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope Well, FUCK YOU COP, I know what you want, I know your men-ta-li-ty! Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?!? Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?!? MOA - they're all insane! MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid We are all insane! SOLO + damage the enemy- don't let him die! let him lie!