“SHUT UP”      50 Million Men can’t be wrong you said   Proven wrong my friend   6 years and everyone is dead   You didn’t care how he got the figures and the facts   You didn’t care and now your friend has stabbed you in the back   I don’t care about him and his phony snake eyes   Snipers on his wing   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up      Oh, oh it’s the death of freedom   Oh, oh on the edge of anarchy   They’re teething on the nubs of dead bodies   We’re seething in this drub of a mess   50 Million Men hypnotized   In massive microwaves cross the air   In massive graves everywhere   Doesn’t this sound familiar?   I don’t care about him and his phony snake eyes   Snipers on his wing   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   Will take me out if I don’t shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   shut up, shut up   Shut up they’re listening to us…      Copyright 2005 Beau Phillips