Piece Lyrics

You fight for peace,
But where's the war?
What the f*** are doing this for?
You say disarment, that's the key,
Well that's not they way it looks to me.
You wear your leather jacket,
But you won't eat meat.
Piece punk, get drunk, spike your hair,
Go out, hang out, do you really care?
There's no easy answers,
Complaining won't do s***,
If you want some changes,
Don't be a hypocrite.
f*** the system,
That's what they say,
But they live by it everyday,
Food stamps and welfare checks,
Would you rather starve to death?

You wear a leather jacket,
But you won't eat meat.
Piece punk, get drunk, spike your hair,
Go out, hang out, do you really care?
Don't you feel ridiculous now?
Half your wardrobe comes from a cow,
Do you believe in anarchy?
Who are you really trying to be?