Damn The Man, Save The Empire
 作词 : Vic Fuentes
 作曲 : Paul Meany/Vic Fuentes/Curtis Peoples/Mike Fuentes
 Take 4679, Part two, hour eight, hour eight
 Heaven is a place hidden on your floor
 I'm falling off the carpet edge and it's a long way down, down
 I laid before the monuments of love
 Now I’m buried underneath them
 So maybe when we’re old or dead
 Then we could all hang out
 But probably not
 No one likes this anyway, anyway, anyway
 No one likes this anyway, anyway
 So, tell me what I want
 But only when I want
 Tell me what I want
 To hear (Now!)
 You only see the dark side of my love (Love)
 A fetish for the afterlife, and dented microphones
 Sharp enough to cut
 Now our lips are bleeding from the touch
 But you don’t see the difference between
 The color of the dry blood and the rust
 Well so
 Tell me what I want
 But only when I want
 Tell me what I want
 To hear (Ahh!)
 So, tell me what I want
 But only when I want
 Tell me what I want
 To hear
 What if I told you I'm phasing out
 And I'm not wearing any skin?
 I hope you leave a scar
 Or can we just get deeper?
 Heaven is a place we can't afford
 And life goes on, and on, and the peace feels nice
 Maybe I should find another ride 'cause
 No one likes this anyway, anyway, anyway
 No one likes this anyway, anyway
 Tell me what I want
 Only when I want
 Tell me what I want
 To hear
 Tell me what I want
 Only when I want
 Tell me what I want
 To hear