Hostile (Live)

One, two, three, four Almost every day I see the same face On broken picture tube It fits the attitude If you could see yourself You put you on a shelf Your verbal masturbate Promise to nauseate Today, I'll play the part of nonparent Not make a hundred rules for you to know about yourself Not lie and make you believe what's evil Is making love and making friends and meeting God your own way The right way To see, to bleed Cannot be taught In turn, you're making us I wanna hear you Fucking hostile We stand alone The truth in right or wrong The boundaries of the law You seem to miss the point Arrested for a joint? You seem to wonder why Hundreds of people die You're writing tickets, man My mom got jumped, they ran Now I'll play the public servant To serve and protect the law by the state I'd bust the punks that rape, steal and murder And leave you be if you crossed me, I'd shake your hand like a man Not a god To see, to bleed Cannot be taught In turn, you're making us Lets's go! Fucking hostile We stand alone Vince Come meet your maker, boy Some things you can't enjoy Because of Heaven, Hell A fucking wives' tale They put it in your head Then put you in your bed He's watching say your prayers 'Cause God is everywhere, bullshit Now I'll play a man learning priesthood Who's about to take the ultimate test in life I'd question things because I am human And call no one my father who's no closer than a stranger I won't listen To see, to bleed Cannot be taught In turn, you're making us Let's go Fucking Fucking Fucking Fucking Fucking hostile Y'all make some noise at the end of the show, let me hear And you spread the fucking word Spread the goddamn word