From:  (CaRoLyN)
Newsgroups: rec.music.industrial
Subject: Ministry Lyrics
Date: 12 Nov 92 17:33:45 GMT
Reply-To: cshin@feds47.prime.com


To adammot@ltrnativ.UUCP (Adam Mottershead), whose email address
kept bouncing back to me...


 Thieves
---------
 
 thieves, thieves and liars, murderers
 hypocrites and bastards and lechers
 
 hey, thanks for nothing!
 morals in the dust
 two-faced bastards and syncophants
 no trust
 
 fuckers!
 thieves!  fuckers!
 inside, outside, which side, you don't know
 my side, your side, their side, we don't know
 who started it?  who started it?
                                        (which side are they...)
 who started abandoning/abolishing hate?
                                        ((from) which side of their mouth do
                                        you suppose that it came)
 who started it?  who started it?
 who started affecting freedom?
                                        (which side of the grass is greener)
 inside, outside, which side, you don't know
 my side, your side, their side, we don't know
 you're like a great big fucking cock,
 just waiting to get squeezed!
 
 breathe, forfeit erection!             (free from the erection)
 toxic our injection                    (toxical injection)
 geriatric fuck-fest
 with scintillating lies                (we still believe in lies)
 
 fuckers!
 thieves!  fuckers!
 inside, outside, which side, you don't know
 my side, your side, their side, we don't know
 who started it?  who started it?
                                        (which side are they...)
 who started the fight between color and hate?
                                        ((from) which side of their mouth do
                                        you suppose that it came)
 who started it?  who started it?
 who started affecting freedom?
                                        (which side of the grass is greener)
 inside, outside, which side, you don't know
 my side, your side, their side, no one knows
 you're like a great big hit of acid,
 waiting to be taken!
 
 
 
 So What
---------
 
    'you have had all that money can give you, but that wasn't
    enough.  you became a thrill-seeker.  kill for the thrill.
    (assassin.)  this thrill-seeking became the one great thing in
    your life, planning  one thrill on another until the murder.  kill
    for the love of killing.  (guilty.)  kill for the thrill.  the
    thrill-seeker comes from all walks of life.  he comes from the
    home, the home where the parents are too busy to treat their
    children with respect.'
 
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 scum suckers!  debility divulged!      (you try to take too much)
                                        (depravity debauched)
 anal fuck-fest, thrill olympics
 savage scourge supply and sanctify     (cervix scars...)
 so what?  so what?
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 you said it!
 sedatives supplied become laxatives
 my eyes shit out lies
 i only kill to know i'm alive
 so what?  so what?
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 
    'kill for the thrill.  (assassin.)  some people think newspapers
    exaggerate juvenile crime.  all that is confined mostly to the
    large cities; juvenile delinquency is underlined.  thus parents
    think something is going wrong with the environment.  adults
    create the world, children live it.  juvenile delinquency is
    always rooted in adult delinquency.  and in this process, parents
    play the key role when children grow up among adults who refuse
    to recognize anything that is fine and good, or worthy of
    respect.'
 
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 so what, it's your problem to learn to live with
 destroy us, or make us saints
 we don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late
 a screaming headache on the promised age       (proudest date)
                                                (proud estate)
 killing time is appropriate
 to make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
 so what?  so what?
 die!  die!  die!  die!
 
 die!
 now that i know what is right          (it's like)
 i'll kill them all if i like
 i'm a time bomb inside
 no one listens to reason,
 it's too late and i'm ready to fight!
 so what?  now i'm ready to fight!
 
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