KMFDM - Dogma lyrics

All we want is a head-rush
All we want is to get out
Of our skin for a while
We have nothing to lose
Because we don't have anything
Anything we want anyway

We used to hate people
Now we just make fun of them
It's more effective that way

We don't live we just scratch on, day to day
With nothing but matchbooks and
Sarcasm in our pockets
And all we are waiting for is
For something worth waiting for

Let's admit America gets the
Celebrities we deserve let's stop saying
"Don't quote me" because if no one quotes you
You probably haven't said a
Thing worth saying

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)

We need something to kill the pain
Of all that nothing inside

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)
We all just want to die a little bit
We fear that pop culture is the only kind
Of culture we're ever going to have
We want to stop reading magazines
Stop watching TV stop caring about Hollywood
But we're addicted to the things we hate

We don't run Washington
And no one really does
Ask not what you can do for your country
Ask what your country did to you

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)

The only reason you're still
Alive is because someone
Has decided to let you live

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)

We owe so much money
We're not broke - we're broken
We're so poor, we can't even pay attention
So what do you want?
You want to be famous and rich and happy?
But you're terrified you have nothing
To offer this world
Nothing to say and no way to say it
But you can say it in three languages
You are more than the sum of what you consume
Desire is not an occupation
You are alternately thrilled and desperate
Sky high and fucked

Let's stop praying for someone to save
Us and start saving ourselves
Let's stop this and start over
Let's go out - let's keep going

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)

This is your life - this is your fucking life

(America sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)

We need something to kill the pain
Of all that nothing inside

(America America)

Quit whining, you haven't done anything
Wrong because frankly
You haven't done much of anything

(Sex, drugs, God, cash
Sex, drugs, God America)
Someone's writing down your mistakes
Someone's documenting your downfall