Stoopid (Live At The Palace, Hollywood, CA., 1998)

Lyrics

It's good to be back in Califas This one's for them Everybody get stoopid Just like somebody blind by No you know they cannot see Yes well I see your stupid blind Well I say no no no you cannot, see Well I see your stupid blind Motherfucker said no no no you cannot see Yes just somebody blind Well I say no no no you cannot 1, 2, FUCK YOU! Spray the masses with gunfire Foreign pigs will live in fear They never learn Light the match, flames burn higher I need to exterminate the queers Would not heed your worthless cries Strike with fear, I won't waste your misery -Your fingers in my eyеs Because, just like somеbody blind by hate No they cannot see I'm prompted by my own self-doubt I need to hate them because they're strange They never learn I have plucked my own eyes out, say what I live a life that's ruled by rage Powered by the elders' lies I said, trike with fear, won't change your misery -Your fingers in my eyes because Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see Spray the masses with gunfire Foreign pigs will live in fear They never learn Light the match, flames burn higher I need to exterminate the queers Would not heed your worthless cries because Strike with fear, no, I won't wait your misery -Your fingers in my eyes Just like somebody blind by hate They cannot see Just like somebody blind by Like somebody blind by hate They cannot see Yes, like somebody blind by No, no, no you cannot Yes Just like somebody blind by Oh no you know they cannot see Yes well I see your stupid blind I said no no no you can't- Just like somebody blind by Like somebody blind by Just like somebody blind by hate Just like somebody blind by Somebody blind by hate because you Blind No, no because you Blind, blind, blind, are you fucking blind? If you'd open your eyes Then maybe you can see, yeah A figment of closed minds You know education is the key Hate sparks will create fire Why can't you let them be? Yes I see you're stupid blind I know you cannot see Prompted by my own, self-doubt I need to hate them because they're strange I have plucked my, own eyes out I live a life that's ruled by rage Powered by elders' lies Life in hell, it's my misery Your fingers in my eyes Like somebody blind by hate No they cannot see Dusty and Todd you make it in ok?