All for the Cause - G.B.H.

We’ve travelled your six lane highways

And still arrived late

Then saw a cockroach dancing

Upon our deli plate

I’ve drank your wicked potions

Ended up on the floor

Yes we did all those things — all for the cause

We never stopped there’s nothing new — All for the cause

I smoke the pipe of peace with you — All for the cause

Sampled things 'till I went blue — All for the cause

There ain’t no doubt what we’re about — We’re all for the cause

I’ve slept on beds of concrete

Showered in streams of ice

Watched your scratchy TV’s

And fully paid the price

We’ve broken none of your windows

But kicked down all the doors

Yes we did all those things — All for the cause

We’re practised in the art of suffering

Never happy without the real thing

Your hate cuts like a knife

This is no lifestyle, this is out life

Taken all your hypocrisy

When you shout and scream

Your getting grey and growing old

I’m still living my teenage dream

We scraped by with honesty

You’ve flouted all the laws

Yes we did all those things — All for the cause