Paranoia U.S. of A.

Paranoia U.S. of A.

Sure is fun, the U.S. of A.
Shoot'en-ups and murders every day
Bombs and carjacks, robberies too
More animals on the street
  than a visit to the zoo
School kids killed and kill'en
Blood n' brains a' spill'en
Action on the movie screams
Shooting in the theater rings
Popcorn and bone chips mingled together
Bloody seats of faux leather
Buttered brains, salty flesh
Carpets turning red'esh
Running is good, run away
No time for a marathon today
America seems an unsafe place
Terrorists seem to run the race
Home grown crazies leaving bombs
On the streets and in the farms
I better just stay at home
Visit on the telephone
But I wan'na have some fun
Out of my house I will run
Take my chances on the street
Escape the carnage with a leap
Thank God with sex you can forget
If you get you penis wet
With the shoot'en, you get the flavor
That TV and newspaper's savor
Stop shooting at me
Can't you see?
I wanna have sex
Fuck happily
I wan'na suck tit
Wanna kiss ass
I'm ducking bullets
 while getting head
Can't you see my penis'red
Afraid to raise my head
  while licking puss
Turns me into a chicken wuss
Once I'm done I'm crawling back
To barricade in my shack
Not going till I get real horny
Wish these crazies weren't born e
 -very day I live in fear
Fall asleep while drinking beer
Try'en to live and make love
Afraid they'll rub
   me out with rat poison
In takeout mu shu
   mixed with hoisin
What the hell
I don't know why
Humans on a crazy high
Violence and cruel jest
Can I escape or am I next?