Dittohead Lyrics

This fucking country's lost its grip Subconscious hold begins to slip The scales of justice tend to tip
The legal system has no spine It's corroding from inside Slap your hand, you'll do no time
Reality on vacation All across a blinded nation Mentality under sedation
Anyone can be set free On a technicality Explain the law again to me
Here in 1994 Things are different than before Violence is what we adore
Invitation to the game Guns and blades and media fame Everyday more of the same
Murder, mayhem, anarchy Now are all done legally Mastermind your killing spree
Unafraid of punishment With a passive government There's nothing for you to regret Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy No enforcing ministry Gaping with judicial flaws Watching a fading nation crawl
Clashing with the publics frame I'm the one that's place in fame Legislature sets the stage Social slaves caught in my rage
Administrative anarchy There's nothing you can do to me The world around you drifting to a Continental tomb you see
Violence is my passion I will never be contained Living with aggression and it's everlasting reign