Letra de Turn This Off

Too many empty heads Cold hearts, eyes dead Inert and inbred Drugs guns and hot lead Pierced, spiked and tattooed Religious yahoo Hot tempers, cheap booze Nothin' here but bad news The center can't hold now, We don't have the know-how Throw it in the hoosegow, Jesus comin' anyhow Booted up and head shaved Merciless and enraged Broke and brooding ingrates Faithless, cunning inmates Ferocious looking braggarts Vacuous and hell-bent Where are the plain folk, The charitable and decent? Where are the love songs? I wonder where the joy went Turn this off Turn this off... Last days, last chance Too late to turn around If this is all in plain sight, What about the underground? Where are the plain folk, The charitable and decent? Where are the love songs? I wonder where the joy went Turn this off Turn this off Turn this off