Наив - Militia On Acid

Am          C        G D

I'm better red than dead,

            C         D    C   Am

I'm better red, red, red than dead,

I better eat my brain for breakfast,

And make it, do it, make it fast!

I can not live, I can not die,

I'm so confused - I'm forced to lie!

            C       G      D

   Gotta a fucking reason now,

   Gotta fucking reason, gotta fucking reason

      Am             C   D

      Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

      Am             C    D

      Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

      Am C D        F      G

      MOA - they're all insane!

      Am C     D

      MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

                    Am

      We are all insane!

I'm not a mouse, I'm not a man,

I'm just an empty beer can.

I can not hear my own farts,

I guess I've lost some brain parts.

At first they crucified,

But then they satisfied.

   I'm at a loss - it's suicide!

   Dontcha fucking get it? Dontcha fucking get it?

      Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

      Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

      MOA - they're all insane!

      MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

      We are all insane!

C           G            Am

They know that I've got Lenins and Hitlers dicks in my arse,

       C                 G               Am

They know that I'm sick dead or red that I need injections and not their sticks,

    C               G                 E

I know their hopes: I'm the man and they've got my dope,

       Am               C                              D

Well, FUCK YOU COP, I know what you want, I know your men-ta-li-ty!!!

      Whatcha gonna do when the gang is wearing blue?

      Whatcha gonna say when the gangster wears grey?

      MOA - they're all insane!

      MOA - militia on acid, militia on acid, militia on acid -

      We are all insane!