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 ing reason now, 
   Gotta ing reason, gotta ing 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 ing get it? Dontcha ing 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,  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!