Pickup truck lights
pass us by
melting into the shadows
this world that grows
'cause we've never looked
hard as we should
and now we're all post punk-kids
missed it all while wearing bibs
grew up in the material decade
money up and fading
pulled in by commercial things
but never learning

CHORUS:
in the years in between
we pissed it all away
now I'm not a teen
and everything's the same
yeah, and we're to blame
we're to blame

but we keep on singing
and every new year brings
colors not yet seen
new faces in our dreams
and we just pass it all by
just an acid dream life
listening to wife beaters
blood staining our weeks
reality shows pushing lines
crushing lines, crushing lives
voyeuristic porn addicts
filthy little porno chicks
resin highs and pickup sticks
pointless names in movie flix

CHORUS

degrade the soundbox
all goes back to smallpox
We're killing with our being
get their land for free
discarded in memories
museums, books, ideas
reality boxing them in
and we're crushing other lives again
a mother crouched in poverty
this is no state of being
constant fear and pain
wearing senses to the grain

CHORUS

now we carry the weight
of years of waste
now I carry you
up, out, and through
we've got to face up
before we wake up

face up
to all things
wake up
to nothing