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!