Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Viagra culture

This song sums up how i feel right now....if you care click, listen and read:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9MY86vikjM

Oh and keep "winning" America!

Lyrics to Viagra Culture :
everyday my thoughts are consumed by winning

i must win and everything I do I must win

my car must win
my money must win
my hair must win
my kids must win
my wiener must win
my wife must win
my mistress must win
my trip to the bunny ranch must win

i must win in business
i must win when i mow the lawn
if i do not win i am not control
so i must win
again and again
i don't need more but i must have it
more more
when the game gets old i must win
i must win
everyone else must lose
because i must win
we have met the weapon of mass destruction
and it is us

first in war
first in guns
first in beauty
first in fun
first in waste
first to first base
first in bloody aftertaste
first in waste
first to first base
first in bloody aftertaste

this is viagra culture
this is my legacy

be (be) honored (honored)
you girls gone wild
this is how life must be
to keep the sheep asleep (asleep)
viagra stars
viagra cars
viagra farms
viagra scars
this is viagra culture
this is my legacy

(this is what you get x4)

this is viagra culture

(this is what you get x4)

and nothing is ever enough
we get bored when we can't get stuffed
we like our leaders to be stupid and violent
regular guys like us

whats so bad about my wardrobe
when we are the ones who got overdosed
never share anything with anyone else
or you're a bunch of girly men

this is viagra culture
this is my legacy

2 comments:

  1. Cool song and very cool lyrics..thanks for sharing :-)

    Have you heard, and read all the lyrics to, Pink Floyd's "Dogs" and "Sheep" on their Animals album?

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlJWis5wH54

    You got to be crazy, you gotta have a real need
    You gotta sleep on your toes and when you're on the street
    You got to be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed

    And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight
    You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking

    And after a while, you can work on points for style
    Like the club tie, and the firm handshake
    A certain look in the eye and an easy smile
    You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to
    So that when they turn their backs on you
    You'll get the chance to put the knife in

    You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder
    You know, it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder
    As you get older
    Yeah, and in the end you'll pack up and fly down south
    Hide your head in the sand
    Just another sad old man
    All alone and dying of cancer

    And when you lose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sewn
    And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone


    And it's too late to lose the weight you used to need to throw around
    So have a good drown, as you go down all alone
    Dragged down by the stone


    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    "Sheep"

    Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away
    Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air

    You better watch out
    There may be dogs about
    I've looked over Jordan and I have seen
    Things are not what they seem.

    What do you get for pretending the danger's not real
    Meek and obedient you follow the leader
    Down well trodden corridors into the valley of steel

    What a surprise!
    A look of terminal shock in your eyes
    Now things are really what they seem
    No, this is no bad dream.

    The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
    He makes me down to lie
    Through pastures green he leadeth me the silent waters by
    With bright knives he releaseth my soul
    He maketh me to hang on hooks in high places
    He converteth me to lamb cutlets
    For lo,m he hath great power and great hunger
    When cometh the day we lowly ones
    Through quiet reflection and great dedication
    Master the art of karate
    Lo, we shall rise up
    And then we'll make the bugger's eyes water.

    Bleating and babbling we fell on his neck with a scream
    Wave upon wave of demented avengers
    March cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream.

    Have you heard the news?
    The dogs are dead!
    You better stay home
    And do as you're told
    Get out of the road if you want to grow old.

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djfbTCZ5HZg

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  2. I never really paid much mid to this band lyrically. Thanks for bringing it to my attention.

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