Psychosocial (Live at MSG 2009)

[Spoken: Corey Taylor]
Because it's time
For New York fuckin' City
To go
Psycho
Fucking
Social

[Intro: Corey Taylor]
Ooh, yeah

[Verse 1: Corey Taylor]
I did my time, and I want out
So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion, pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only one

[Chorus: Corey Taylor]
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

[Post-Chorus: Clown, Chris Fehn, & Paul Gray]
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial

[Verse 2: Corey Taylor]
There are cracks in the road we laid
But where the temple fell, the secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new, but when we killed it all
The hate was all we had
Who needs another mess? We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness
Venomous, insipid
I think we're done, I'm not the only one

[Chorus: Corey Taylor]
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

[Bridge: Corey Taylor, Clown, Chris Fehn, & Paul Gray]
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead

[Verse 3: Corey Taylor]
Fake anti-fascist lie (Psychosocial)
I tried to tell you, but (Psychosocial)
Your purple hearts are giving out (Psychosocial)
Can't stop a killing idea (Psychosocial)
If it's hunting season (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one

[Chorus: Corey Taylor]
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

[Chorus: Corey Taylor]
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

[Outro: Corey Taylor]
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Oh yeah

[Spoken: Corey Taylor]
Thank you! I tell you what, New York man, you never ever cease to fuckin' amaze me man, Jesus Christ. No matter what goes on in our lives, you guys have always made us feel like we are one of you, like we are just right at fuckin' home and we thank you very fucking much for that man. You were some loud motherfuckers out there tonight man come on make some fuckin' noise! I got a little somethin' right now. I need to fuckin' know if you want to help me start this next song. You wanna help me start a fuckin' song out there New York? Man that's bullshit. You gotta fuckin' let me know for real, you wanna help me start a fuckin' song? I wanna feel this shit in my fucking soul. I'ma get you fuckin' started, are you ready?