Album: Schizo

Fistful Of Ideals

words: Marco Roelofs

You're a pig, I'm a pig, everybody is a pig
Lying, cheating, sucking every fuckin' rich man's dick
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 suck 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 suck 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

Sometimes it looks like you stand alone when you have ideals. People are laughing about you when you tell them you want to change the world a little bit. They're just too lazy to make their own small world look a little bit brighter. In a fucked up world it's hard to find people with honest ideas and ideals. This song is for those who stand strong.