Chorus:
It's Chaos, Chaos, Chaos, Chaos, Chaos, Chaos -----
It's Chaos in the jukebox,
Bang your head one time, (One Time---)
It's Chaos in the jukebox,
Bang your head one time to this.
Verse 1:
It's Chaos in the jukebox, so stay calm when the nuke drops,
An A bomb with a few drops, Tear the roof off---
Putting holes in the rooftops, I slay songs give me huge props.
Round of applause hear the sound of my roar,
Drowned in my thoughts as their pounding the floor.
A sound with a cause, waves crashing the shore,
The ground is getting hot need I say anymore.
It's insanity, crazy, stupid, mental and dumb,
Chaos, Chaos--- where you forget where you're from.
The vanity baby loose essential to some,
Chaos, Chaos--- this material's numb.
It's Chaos-----
Verse 2:
What happened to the soul when they sung like King Cole,
What happened to the vibe for the quest like tribe.
What happened to sticking to facts with a pick and an axe,
What happened to ripping the track with a mission to smash.
Long lost are the days when there was truth in the past,
From hard rock to disc jock the blues and the jazz.
So I'm singing with poise while I'm bringing the noise,
Let the stadium stand for Greg King and his boys.
It's Chaos-----
Chaos, Chaos---
It's Chaos, Chaos---
It's CHAOS-----
Chorus:
It's Chaos in the jukebox,
Bang your head one time,
It's Chaos in the jukebox,
Bang your head one time to this.
Bridge:
One dose of reality is too much to bare,
I don't boast for a salary or coast for a share.
My mind is moving melting miles in a minute's time,
My grind's improving feeling wild when I'm in my prime.
Repeat
It's Chaos, Chaos---
Verse 3
This scene is so sickening, I'm stressed and I'm nauseous,
It's Chaos, Chaos--- This mess is preposterous.
Nothing they're saying is right so you're left unconscious,
Warning---Warning--- Heed caution.
These pawns are long lost and so they breed toxin,
A part of the machine they need to feed bosses.
Warning---Warning--- It's insane and it's crazy,
Warning---Warning--- This is the pain that made me.
Bridge:
One dose of reality is too much to bare,
I don't boast for a salary or coast for a share.
My mind is moving melting miles in a minute's time,
My grind's improving feeling wild when I'm in my prime.
Breakdown (Chaos)
Verse 4
I'm feeling bruised life hit me with a ton of bricks,
And I'm confused cuz it seems that we're running this.
But in the news it's the dreams of the government,
Murders, rapists, and fiends are the sum of it.
Will this ever cease, will there be peace for the public,
They preach belief, I don't see that it's coming quick.
We'll lift up the rug but won't bare the dirt under it,
Sirens blare, Slugs are slung for the f@#k of it.
Is there ever getting up from this scheming and plotting,
See it seems when we're beaten we're easily forgotten.
There's no heaven for heathens, these demons are rotten,
To the core there'll be war if they see that we're talking.
Heed the plead of a prophet, or believe that we've lost it,
We bleed for greed and their profit, need to lead in with logic.
Leave the mark of a marksman, learn to bottle my temper,
When beating hearts start to darken it's hard to remember.