I throw my hands up to absolve myself of hatred
It's hard to be silent to avoid self incrimination
I'm sick of working for blind white pigs
And sick of phantom relationships
First time listener, long time caller
I had a bad nightmare, the party's over

I've had it (x7)
Everything is automatic, dogmatic
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I've had it (x4)

I question every thought and feeling that I've ever had
I won't blind myself with faith in man
Still surfin the A.M. waves
Brainwashed, yes, but not enslaved
First time listener, long time caller
Saturday nightmare, clean and sober

I've had it (x7)
Everything is automatic, dogmatic
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I've had it
I'm sick of working for blind white pigs
And sick of phantom relationships
First time listener, long time caller
Everything is automatic, dogmatic
T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I've had it