»Lyrics: Bottled Violence; Seeing Red

Get your bravery from a six pack,
Get your bravery from a half-pint,
Drink your whiskey, drink your grain,
Bottoms up and you don't feel pain.

Go out and fight, fight,
Bottled violence.

Lose control of your body,
Beat the shit out of somebody,
Half-shut eyes don't see who you hit,
But you don't take any shit.

Go out and fight, fight,
Bottled violence.


You see me and you laugh out loud,
You taunt me from safe inside your crowd,
My looks they must threaten you,
To make you act the way you do.

Red, I'm seeing red.

You see me and think I'm a jerk,
First impressions without a word,
You can't believe your eyes at first,
But now you know you've seen the worst.

Red, I'm seeing red.

Does anyone read these?