Strung Out

No miracles gonna save you now,
no profound word's gonna show you how
No revelation's gonna change the way you live
no wise man's gonna come and take your hand
No awakening lies in store for you,
no effort you submit will deliver you.
No picture worth a million words,
no Salvation worth a million lives
Will ever open your eyes so that you could really see
You've come this far doing what you do so why change now,
you're doing fine
I'll candy coat another rhyme for you.
You're on a speedball ,
and it's goin' straight to hell,
and I don't wanna get in your way
You're on a rocket and it's goin' straight down,
you've lit the fuse set the fire now there's no one left to save you.
Someone pulled the chair right under you,
now you're swingin' by the neck and still you continue to smile
Step right up and get your fix
climb back to your crucifix
we're burnin' the world down tonight.
No new improved better lookin' god,
no antiestablishmentariant?
punk rock song will save the world tonight
We're on a speedball goin' to hell,
a one-way trip to Candy land
and you ain't got no reason to fight.
You don't have the answers,
you don't have the solutions
Somehow it always ends up working out.