[Suicidal Tendencies]



[From F.N.G. compilation, 1992]



Lying on my back, wheeled under blinding light

Shackled restraints resist my attempted fight

The scalpels hovers over me, the incision is made

Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration 



They said it was for science

But I'm the human guinea pig

The guinea pig

The guinea pig

The guinea pig

The guinea pig

The guinea pig



My sleep has been altered, I open my eyes

The nightmare continues, I see through their lies

The papers keep turning, the tests never ends

Once again they're watching me, no new sensation, just frustration



They said it was for science

But I feel like the human guinea pig



Time may have passed on, but I won't soon forget

The old sensation, pure frustration of a human guinea, guinea pig