Pop the Balloon

I told God I'm coming
to your country.
I'm going to eat up your cities,
your homes, you know
I've got a stomach full it's not
a chip on my shoulder.
I've got this growl in my tummy
and I'm gonna stop it today
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

Suck it up...

--Dave Matthews

Pussy, Liar, Fraud

I sure know why I hate you like I do.
You say you're for the people, but you just make us blue.
Stole our faith, replaced it with regret,
And we haven't seen the worst of it yet.

I wanna know
Won't you tell me
Are you here to stay?

Because I want to take you to the river.
Drop you in the water,
Drown your soul and shoot your heart,
Hang you upside down.
That would feel so good,
Watching you drown . . .