| All we want is a head-rush | |
| All we want is to get out of our skin for a while | |
| We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything | |
| Anything we want anyway... | |
| We used to hate people | |
| Now we just make fun of them | |
| It's more effective that way | |
| We don't live | |
| We just scratch on, day to day | |
| With nothing but matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets | |
| And all we are waiting for is for something worth waiting for | |
| Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve | |
| Let's stop saying, "Don't quote me" because if no one quotes you | |
| You probably haven't said a thing worth saying | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| We all just want to die a little bit | |
| We fear that pop-culture is the only kind | |
| Of culture we're ever going to have | |
| We want to stop reading magazines | |
| Stop watching TV | |
| Stop caring about Hollywood | |
| But we're addicted to the things we hate | |
| We don't run Washington and no one really does | |
| Ask not what you can do for your country | |
| Ask what your country did to you | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| The only reason you're still alive is because someone | |
| Has decided to let you live | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| We owe so much money, we're not broke - we're broken | |
| We're so poor we can't even pay attention | |
| So what do you want? | |
| You want to be famous and rich and happy | |
| But you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world | |
| Nothing to say and no way to say it | |
| But you can say it in three languages | |
| You are more than the sum of what you consume | |
| Desire is not an occupation | |
| You are alternately thrilled and desperate | |
| Sky high and fucked | |
| Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves | |
| Let's stop this and start over | |
| Let's go out - let's keep going | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| This is your life - this is your fucking life | |
| (America... | |
| Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside | |
| (America... America) | |
| Quit whining, you haven't done anything wrong because frankly | |
| You haven't done much of anything | |
| (Sex, drugs, God, cash | |
| Sex, drugs, God... America) | |
| Someone's writing down your mistakes | |
| Someone's documenting your downfall |