[Suicidal Tendencies]
[From F.N.G. compilation, 1992]
Lying on my back, wheeled under blinding light
Shackled restraints resist my attempted fight
The scalpels hovers over me, the incision is made
Once again they`re watching me, no new sensation, just frustration
They said it was for science
But I`m the human guinea pig
The guinea pig
The guinea pig
The guinea pig
The guinea pig
The guinea pig
My sleep has been altered, I open my eyes
The nightmare continues, I see through their lies
The papers keep turning, the tests never ends
Once again they`re watching me, no new sensation, just frustration
They said it was for science
But I feel like the human guinea pig
Time may have passed on, but I won`t soon forget
The old sensation, pure frustration of a human guinea, guinea pig