They're gonna regulate til your head gets red and
you can't run

Ban the smoke
Ban the booze
Around the neck
They tie the noose

Call the cops
On 93
Block the roads
Make 'em see

Motor off
In your bathing suit
Take a bite 
Forbidden fruit

Ban the smoke
Inhale yourself
Make a million
Burn your wealth

They're gonna regulate til your head gets red and
you can't run

Shock value ain't worth a thing
You can stuck your eyes
Through a metal ring

Everyone is watching you
Hack recordings
Bootleg blues

Regulate, deregulate
Sign a contract
Have a date

Call the cops on 93
Get high
On authority

Cause they're closing in on the stratosphere
There's too many of us here
Simultaneously
Erect

Under the fluorescent skies
We fly high
To where neon
Goes to die

Tear down the
Fence for another rule
That old bunch will send you back to school
Better listen to what the sponsor needs
Enough to make a grown man weep
Tattoo the law upon my face
Read my lips
Make my day
It's like negotiating with a swarm of bees