Im a generation laser on a suicide craze I am a fallen word on a holy crusade This is the land of the free and the home of the brave I give you freedom of speech but I dont like what you say And tell your children that your pleasure caused them pain
I told you never to play With those Dirty Needlez Dirty Needlez, Dirty Needlez Dirty Needlez
I am the famine that follows the feast
I see a beauty consumed by the beast Well you could work like a dog for the rest of your days Or you could crawl in the dirt But I work in mysterious ways Tell your children that your pleasure caused them pain
I told you never to play With those Dirty Needlez Dirty Needles, Dirty Needlez Dirty needlez
(guitar solo)
This is the land of the free and the home of the brave I give you freedom of speech but I dont like what you say So tell your children that your pleasure caused them pain
I told you never to play... With those Dirty Needles Dirty Needlez, Dirty Needlez, Dirty Needlez Dirty Needlez, Dirty Needlez, Dirty Needlez Dirty Needlez