Here come the man with the badge and the blue gun
He got the bullet
Slow ya down
He got the bullet-time
He got the red
Red light flash
Gotchu on the run
On the ground
Slow it down, got to, got to slow it down

This town mine it's for me a for-me-town
Me ground, my ground, a for-me-ground
Watch yourself, better keep your head down
Better keep your head down
Better keep your head down

My life
My world
I'll let you live for a while
My smile
My life
I'll let you live for a while

Well, I drove my car right into a house
No, that's a tree
Same difference to me
If it's made of wood we're cutting it down
Build a fucking town
Then burn it to the ground

It's an autociety
Everything's for me and me
I'm the center can't you see
It's an autociety

Here comes the chump with the bike and the backpack
Motherfucker buys his gas off the suit rack
You can tell he's a real low-class act
Burn your head down and start again from scratch

We belong to the autociety
We belong to the autociety
We belong

A wiser man once stood on my shoulders
A wiser man once slept in my bed
A wiser man, a wiser man once said

A wiser man once stood on my shoulders
A wiser man once slept in my bed
A wiser man once stood on my shoulders
And said

We belong to the autociety
We belong to the undead
We belong to the autociety
I'm dead

I'm dead
We're dead

A wiser man once stood on my shoulders
A wiser man once slept in my bed
A wiser man
A wiser man once said
I'm dead

We belong to the autociety
We belong to the undead
We belong to the autociety
I'm dead
We're dead

We belong to the autociety
We belong to the undead
We belong to the autociety
We're dead

I'm dead
We're dead

We belong to the autociety
We belong to the undead
We belong to the autociety
I'm dead