There’s Nothing Better Welcome to the evening’s bad news
I’m your host The Rat
and this is the bad news A plane full of puppies has crashed
And a train full of children has burned
But first this There’s nothing better than bad news
Nothing gets them to click faster
Nothing better than when the heroes lose
Always hoping for a bigger disaster There’s nothing better than bad news
On the front page we will plaster
We don’t have to, it’s what we choose
It pays to be the doom forecaster The biggest names will always fall
Get their picture for the cover
They might need a little nudge
Always something to uncover When they hit the pavement
Make sure you film the splatter
Always be the first to publish
Always find their hidden lover There’s nothing better than bad news
Nothing sells the adverts faster
Nothing better than when the girls friends bruised
In the news room you can hear the laughter There’s nothing better than bad news
On the front page we will plaster
We don’t have to, it’s what we choose
It pays to be the doom forecaster Today a rocket attack struck a refugee hospital 
Killing hundreds fleeing the front-line battle field
Most of the dead were women and children
Along with most of the doctors and nurses There’s nothing better 
Than a crying widow
There’s nothing better 
Than local plane crash
There’s nothing better 
Than a bunch of orphans
Nothing better 
Than the respect of your colleges 
There’s nothing better 
Than an interstate pile up
There’s nothing better
Than high speed chase
There’s nothing better
Than a hostage situation
Unless there are bodies
Thrown all over the place
There’s nothing better 
Than beating your rival
There’s nothing better
Than to sell more ad’s
There’s nothing better 
Than a jump in the ratings
This is the best week we’ve ever had
There’s nothing better
Than an assassination
There’s nothing better
Than when a rocket explodes
There’s nothing better
Than an army deployment
Unless it’s when a sky scraper implodes A fire in a high-rise office building
Burned to death Hundreds of volunteers 
Working at the suicide prevention hotline center
Also, suicide is on the rise There’s nothing better
Than a falling politician
Nothing better
Than to see them splat
There’s nothing better
Than a natural disaster
Hey, it’s just a matter of fact
There’s nothing better
Than to be the Broadcaster
You get to deliver 
All the bad news 
To be the doom forecaster
To meet the victims for the interviews There’s nothing better than bad news
Nothing gets them to click faster
Nothing better than when the heroes lose
Always hoping for a bigger disaster There’s nothing better than bad news
On the front page we will plaster
We don’t have to, it’s what we choose
It pays to be the doom forecaster Without a tear, without a care
Into the lens you will stare
The world is waiting for the body count
And you will never let them down There’s nothing better than bad news
Out of your pores it all will ooze
Until they catch you on a hot mic
And when you’re the news the ratings will spike Thank you for tuning in
This was the bad news
And I am The Rat

Weaponized My mind has been weaponized
To only see the misery All my thoughts desensitized 
Making you my enemy Emotions are anesthetized
To argue for the ones who hate The profits are all emphasized
Preemptive strike, do not wait Neighbors, friends and family
Have all become my enemy Everything is blasphemy
I’m losing all my clarity Emotions, I no longer feel
Electronics are all here to steal I struggle every day and night
To see which one is wrong or right My mind has been weaponized
Triggered by remote control No chance to be reconciled
Controlled by those without a soul An enemy identified
Find you while they’re on patrol The crime is unspecified
But your gonna pay the toll Neighbors, friends and family
Have all become my enemy Everything is blasphemy
I’m losing all my clarity Emotions, I no longer feel
Electronics are all here to steal I struggle every day and night
To see which one is wrong or right You don’t have to do What they tell you to You are free to think What ever is on, your, mind We all can be friends This is not the end Regardless of what they say We can all do it any way You don’t have to hate It’s not all to late We’re not on the brink You’ve just got to open up your mind It’s not, us or them We can, all be friends Who cares what they think? We can do it for all man kind My mind has been weaponized
As if I am expendable My anger is intensified
All of it intentional Hatred now is organized
Becoming three-dimensional My thoughts unrecognizable
None of it consensual Neighbors, friends and family
Have all become my enemy Everything is blasphemy
I’m losing all my clarity Emotions, I no longer feel
Electronics are all here to steal I struggle every day and night
To see which one is wrong or right My mind has been weaponized
Conditioning it starts at birth Vocabulary emphasized
Always guaranteed to hurt Actions are all mechanized
Convinced that we all have no worth Everyone is centralized
On prison planet earth You don’t have to do What they tell you to You are free to think Whatever is on, your, mind We all can be friends This is not the end Regardless of what they say We can all do it any way

Facebook lobotomy You’ve had a Facebook lobotomy
Spyware see’s everything
Advertisements
Info wars
Russian spies
You've been lobotomized A Facebook lobotomy
Candy Crush stealing all your dreams
Elaborate
In the scheme
Compromised
You've been lobotomized Gotta post a picture of your lunch Facebook lobotomy
Gotta post while you poop and pee
On the bus
On the street
Digital formaldehyde
Everyone lobotomized Facebook lobotomy
Zuckerberg will choose for me
Collection cookies
Focused ad’s
Everyone preoccupied
Everyone lobotomized Got to share a picture
Got to make a post
Got your show your boobies
Those get shared the most
Have to charge your battery
Have to find a plug
Have to view your feed
It’s your only drug Facebook lobotomy
Your life for the whole world to see
disenfranchisement
Holds the keys
Fossilized
You've been lobotomized Facebook lobotomy
A thousand friends you’ll never meet
Digital torment
Never free
Disqualified
You've been lobotomized Gotta share a picture of your cat Facebook lobotomy
Your babies raised by a screen
It’s got no dad
But it’s got ad’s
Modified
It’s been lobotomized Facebook lobotomy
Better than your friends and family
Political argument’s
Never cease
Personified
You've been lobotomized Always on vacation
As far as they all know
First you’re at the beach
Then you’re at the snow 
The grass is always greener
At least that’s what you tell
But if they really knew you
They’d know that you’re in hell

Quality Controlled Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Johnson
You have a healthy baby numerical sequence 
That can be tracked world wide Thanks to a chip 
In your baby’s heart
The only way to remove it
Is to rip the baby apart For your convenience
It comes preinstalled
I hear your having problems
We’re so happy that you’ve called Here at customer service
We will do all that we can
A quality baby experience 
is what you demand Can you please describe 
the problems you’ve had
We’d had production issues
Many babies have gone bad Could you take a survey
On how your experience went
To maintain a living baby is 
Worth every penny spent Would you like 
An extended warrantee
It covers all the pills
But it’s no guarantee If you’re not happy
You can always trade it in
Before you get attached
The new ones guaranteed to grin I hope that I have been of service
And was able to help
If you could take a moment 
And give us a like on yelp Every baby’s special
Every baby in need of love
Your call is confidential
Per the contract there of Enjoy baby ownership
And watching it grow up
If you have further issues
You can always call us up Thank you for calling baby Corp
Where next day delivery is always free If you’ve accidentally killed your baby press six

Then You Get Punched Vodka in the morning
Vodka at lunch
Vodka for dinner
Then you get punched With beer I see clear
With beer I feel fine
If I don’t have one in my hand
I'll fucking lose my mind Whiskey in the evening
Whiskey at brunch
Whiskey for breakfast
Then you get punched Tequila will kill you
It's not just a rhythm
I dance till I puke
Almost every time Scotch is for breakfast
Scotch is for lunch
Scotch is for dinner
Then you get punched When I begin
I start off with gin
Pour me a double
Then pour me again Bourbon is perfect
My car got crunched
Don’t call me addicted
That’s how you get punched I don’t have a problem
It’s all in your mind
I’m happy and I’m laughing
I’m smiling and I’m Joking When I get to the bottom
I lose track of time
I’m swinging and I’m shouting
I’m scowling and I’m frowning I don’t know 
what you’re talking about
I’m singing and I’m dancing
I’m sharing and I’m caring I’m the life
Of the party now
I’m thrashing and I’m smashing
I’m yelling and I’m screaming Bloody Mary’s for breakfast
Martini’s for lunch
Margarita’s for dinner
Then you get punched With beer I see clear
With beer I feel fine
If I don’t have one in my hand
I'll fucking lose my mind Tap the keg in the evening
It’s empty at dawn
Work my through the bar
Until it’s all gone No mixers for me
I like my drink neat
It’s clear in my mind
Even Though I can’t speak Moonshine makes me thirsty
Moonshine makes me hot
If I find my gun
You’re gonna get shot I don’t have a problem
It’s all in your mind
I’m happy and I’m laughing
I’m Smiling and I’m Joking When I get to the bottom
I lose track of time
I’m swinging and I’m shouting
I’m scowling and I’m frowning I don’t know 
what you’re talking about
I’m singing and I’m dancing
I’m sharing and I’m caring I’m the life
Of the party now
I’m thrashing and I’m smashing
I’m yelling and I’m screaming Hey bartender, one more over here please Your cut off What do you mean cut off? Bullshit man, give me a fucking drink I said your cut off Fuck you man, give me a fucking drink you mother fucker Get him out of here No fuckin’ man
Do you know how much money I spend in this place?
I’m in here every god damned day
Mother fucking piece of shit That’s it
Get him out of here No way I will tear this place to shreds
I will smash some fucking heads
I came in here to have some fun
And party with everyone I just wanna have a drink
You pushing me to the fucking brink
I demand you give me one
Why won’t you let me have some fun I’m tear this place apart
I with eat your fucking heart
I demand you give me a fucking drink
Before I knock out your fuckin’ teeth Get him out of here No fucking way God damn it, get off the bar You’ll never catch me, I’m Superman Wow, that son of a bitch bit me Come at me bro Come on man
Just give me a drink and then I’ll go No way Come on man, just one more please No Come on dude, just one and I’ll go Come on, just one more
Just one more drink and I’ll get out of here No, no more, your cut off Oh come on man, just one drink 
And I’ll get out of here I swear
All the problems is over with
I’ll go, I’ll go
Give me a drink
Give me a fucking drink
Just one more mother fucker
Give it to me
Come on
Give me a god damned drink
Give it to me And stay out See you tomorrow

Break Out There’s no real reason To sit around and die We’ve got to make a run for it While were still alive There’s still so much to see Another place to go Time to leave the cell And forget the lies they sow Pick up your corps and run Leave it all behind You’re not the only one Who needs some peace of mind In general population Wander in the yard Ignore the aggravation No need to try so hard You’ve seen is all unravel The horror of it all Break from of all the shackles Time to scale the wall Once you’re on the run You’re never going back It’s time to have some fun It’s the one thing that we lacked Pick up your corps and run Leave it all behind You’re not the only one Who needs some peace of mind In general population Wander in the yard Ignore the aggravation No need to try so hard It’s a break out, break out Now we’re on the run Break out, break out Time to have some fun It’s a break out, break out We’re never going back Now that we’ve tasted freedom It’s like the garden of Eden It’s a break out, break out It’s good to feel the sun Break out, break out We’re escaping one by one It’s a break out, break out And we’ve already won We’ve scaled the prison wall We’ve got nowhere to fall There’s no real reason To sit around and die We’ve got to make a run for it While were still alive There’s still so much to see Another place to go Time to leave the cell And forget the lies they sow Pick up your corps and run Leave it all behind You’re not the only one Who needs some peace of mind In general population Wander in the yard Ignore the aggravation No need to try so hard You’ve seen it all unravel The horror of it all Break from of all the shackles Time to scale the wall Once you’re on the run You’re never going back It’s time to have some fun It’s the one thing that we lacked Pick up your corps and run Leave it all behind You’re not the only one Who needs some peace of mind In general population Wander in the yard Ignore the aggravation No need to try so hard It’s a break out, break out Now we’re on the run Break out, break out Time to have some fun It’s a break out, break out We’re never going back Now that we’ve tasted freedom It’s like the garden of Eden It’s a break out, break out It’s good to feel the sun Break out, break out We’re escaping one by one It’s a break out, break out And we’ve already won We’ve scaled the prison wall We’ve got nowhere to fall

Where are the hero’s? Where are the hero’s 
that will save our lives? To do the right thing 
and turn down bribes To see the future 
and help us all survive To help us all prepare
For when it all arrives Where are the hero’s? Where are they now? Where are the hero’s? They’ve left us somehow Take and take and place the blame
Change the rules and cheat the game Just a snake all out for gain
Leave us on the ball and chain Break, forsake an endless rape
All the world is yours to take Rip and tear, while your there
Strip it bare, smile and glare
 Blame the stars and athletes
Everyone that’s on the streets Blame the red, blame the blue
Everyone except for you Behind the doors, making deals
Everyone is out to steal Deals that make you rich as fuck
All of us are out of luck
 Pollute the planet, place your bet
Load the cannon at the threat The population target set
Confrontation has been met Fire when you feel it’s right
Entire neighborhoods alight Rain the bullets from the sky
Everyone is left to die
 Submission is the only goal
Ignition by remote control Attrition grinding down your soul
Suspicion always on patrol Munitions always on display
Conditions limiting the way Ambitions leave us in dismay
Violence the only way Where are the hero’s 
that will save our lives? To do the right thing 
and turn down bribes To see the future 
and help us all survive Where are the hero’s?
Where are they now? Where are the hero’s?
Where are they now? Where are the hero’s?
Where are they now? Where are the hero’s?
Where are the hero’s?

Lock’em In Keep the rich in west palm beach
Keep the rich in the Hamptons

Wall the mother fuckers off 
From the rest of the nation

Keep them high on the top floor
Keep them aloft in their jet

Leave them adrift on the ocean
Not ready to rescue them yet Wall off Beverly Hills
Wall off fifth Avenue
Wall off all of wall street
Wall off the White House

Wall off Silicon Valley
Wall off the Pentagon
Wall off the police department
Before they wall off my rights Keep the rich in Hong Kong 
Keep the rich in New York Keep the rich in their Penthouse
Keep the rich in the jail house Keep the rich in London
Keep the rich in Moscow Get the rich off the street
Keep the rich on lockdown 
Wall off Newport Beach
Wall off Hollywood
Wall off Malibu
Wall off Brentwood It's time to wall them off
Its time to lock them in
It's time to charge them all
With a special taxation They’re not gonna walk free
Not on my street
They better stay in their limousine
Or take a bath in kerosene

Fuck your frivolous life
Fuck your junky kids
Fuck and your cheating wife 
Fuck you and your whole damn life

Wall off Walmart
Wall off Google
Wall off Nike
Wall off Apple Wall off McDonalds
Wall off Subway
Wall off Chevron
Wall off Exxon

Lock in the Kardashian’s
Encased in concrete
Let them tweet from under the street
While I drive right over them Pop stars and product placements
Behind bars and locked in basements
Fuck the rich for of being rich
Fuck the famous for being famous Frivolous lives that have no worth
Endless greed and rich since birth
Lock in the corporation
Lock in the lobbyists Lock in the board of directors
Corporate business dictators

Lock them in Lock them in Lock them in
Lock them in
Lock them in

Whatever the market will bear

What is the meaning of our lives?
Why are we here?
Since the dawn of time 
The question through the years Profits
We’re here for profits
Separate them from their wealth
Move the products off the shelf
Profits
We’re here for profits
The only meaning of all life We have got to get their money
At any cost
Even if it all gets bloody
And lives are lost Transfer in the dead of night
They’ve all been squashed
We’ll do it out of sight
Keep them brainwashed What will save our lives?
From the puppeteers
A trash pile we climb
Of novelties and souvenirs Pockets
They fill their pockets
Regardless of anybody’s health
They Keep it all for themselves
Profits
We’re here for profits
The only meaning of all life We have got to get their money
At any cost
Even if it all gets bloody
And lives are lost Transfer in the dead of night
They’ve all been squashed
We’ll do it out of sight
Keep them brainwashed Whatever the market is willing bear
This is going to be our share
Bombard them with advertising campaigns
Exploit the weaknesses within their brains We’re going to take whatever we can
Clawing and scratching whatever they’ll stand
Wellbeing and health don’t mean a thing
To maximize the profits the only song that we sing Millions and billions and trillions we take
Civilians opinions don’t mean a thing
Building these prisons so we can retreat
Constructing a system that only repeats The onslaught continues day after day
Trading the hours, they send us their pay
Working for products they then throw away
Losing their life’s in an endless ballet Now over to chuck for the mornings traffic update. 
How’s the commute looking today?
It's not good at all, we've got traffic backed up for 
miles. I feel bad for these suckers