All the Fun

Where's all the fun

Seems everyone is gone

Motel is full of skids

Musics in the ruin

Buildings are fallin' down

carpet baggers out

The freedom boats in another world

Noise is in the air

Your spoiled now

I don't need ya anyhow

Wall street, your gonna burn

The markets out to lunch

Peace and loves a cloudy haze

Masses of misery

Still want your neighbour's lot

Locked in your own hate

South is north and north is south

Ya think?

The old is bitter and you can't take back all of your

mistakes

Where is all the fun, seems everyone is gone

Where is all the fun, seems everyone is gone

(on and on)