I could be a smack freak
And hate society
I could hate God
And blame Dad
I might be in a Holocaust
Hate Hitler
Might not have a child
And hate school
I could be a sad lover
And hate death
I could be a neuro
And hate sweat
No
I hate my way
I make you in to a song
I can't rise above the church
I'm caught in a jungle
Vines tangle my hands
I'm always so hot and it's hot in here
I say it's all right
My pillow screams too
But so does my kitchen
And water
And my shoes
And the road
I have a gun in my head
I'm invisible
I can't find the ice
A slug
I'm TV
I hate
A boy, he was tangled in his bike forever
A girl was missing two fingers
Gerry Ann was confused
Mr. Huberty
Had a gun in his head
So I sit up late in the morning
And ask myself again
How do they kill children?
And why do I want to die?
They can no longer move
I can no longer be still
I hate
My wayBerserk...
Berserk...berserk...berserk...
Berserk...Sometimes my mind doesn't work
Berserk...
Berserk...berserk...berserk...
Berserk...Sometimes my mind doesn't work
Berserk...
Berserk...berserk...berserk...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes...sometimes...
Sometimes my mind doesn't work...he heh...
Berserk...
Berserk...berserk...berserk...
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
My luck's been rotten and I am feeling like shit
I'll feel much better when I find someone to hit
Ready for contact I need someone to attack
Lock on a target, now I know who I'll jack
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk! Don't you want to dance with me?
Berserk! Won't you come to dance with me?
Berserk! Don't you want to dance with me?
Berserk! Won't you come to dance with me?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Berserk...Who says?
Who says that pain has to hurt?
Berserk...
Berserk...
Who says that pain has to hurt?
Berserk...
Berserk...berserk...berserk...
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
I'm sick of talking, I've got nothing to say
I'm mad as hell which means I'm ready to play
Got in my way, yeah you must be a fool
Knocked out your teeth but it's nothing personal
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk!
Berserk! Now everybody wants to dance!
Berserk! Don't you want to come and dance?
Berserk! Now everybody loves to dance!
Berserk! Won't you want to come and dance?
Berserk! Berserk...
Berserk! Berserk...
Berserk! Berserk...
Berserk! Berserk...
Berse