Erik Shun

fighting with gloves
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
hitting above the belt
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
citing the facts
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
exposing all the lies
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder

we get what we fucking deserve
bringing raised fists to a knife fight
you'd think developed minds could learn
not to give benefit of doubt
you wouldn't trust a hungry animal
around your newborn, would you?

sharing the wealth
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
taking the high road
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
showing respect
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
giving a shit
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder

did anyone really expect
to win a race already fixed
the spoils doled out in advance
the appointed already picked
all allegations of fraud
categorically dismissed as absurd

The first time I saw the Descendents,
They were the fastest band I'd ever seen.
No one in the crowd really cared for them,
We were waiting for the Alley Cats to play.
After a couple months I heard Kabuki Girl,
On Rodney on the Roq late Sunday night.
That was enough, for me I hopped the bus,
To licorice pizza and bought my all time favorite record.

The next time I went to the whiskey,
It was DOA with millions of Dead Cops.
The latter band played faster than I could believe,
But the Songs sounded the same and kinda sucked.
'Cept John Wayne was a nazi,
And Joey Shithead was a drunk.
Then John Macias beat some hippie to a pulp,
Cuz Having long hair was a mistake.

The third time I went to the hospital,
I needed 13 stitches in my head.
I managed to catch about 6 songs of Ill Repute,
Then some suicidal threw me into a post.
My girlfriend started to cry cuz we had to leave,
Before DRI played 50 lousy songs.
My blood stained shirt smelled of clove cigarettes,
But it sure looked pretty cool after a wash.

It's so easy to defend the Status Quo
with everyone so cool and cynical
But when you see the end don't justify the means
It's just that 180 degrees

The great thing about bein' a human
The ability to reason
But reasoning don't work when no one cares
2 parts apathy, one part despair

Guess what, this might come as a surprise
I'll no longer roll my eyes
A change of heart to let the conscience breath
One quick twist, just 180 degrees

Yeah, I now know the right thing to do
Yeah, anti tradition tried and true
Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way
Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that heirarchy

Go ahead, work, waste your life away
Fuck that world, go fuck that right away

It's so easy to defend the Status Quo
With everyone so cool and cynical
But when you see the end don't justify the means
It's just that 180 degrees

The great thing about bein' a human
The ability to reason
But reasoning don't work when no one cares
2 parts apathy, one part despair

Guess what, this might come as a surprise
I'll no longer roll my eyes
A change of heart to let the conscience breath
One quick twist, just 180 degrees

Yeah, I now know the right thing to do
Yeah, anti tradition tried and true
Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way
Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy

Go ahead, work, waste your life away
Fuck that world, go fuck that right away

Billy Cobin lost it all
We knew he would eventually
Some wonders why he took the fall
Others just ask who the hell is he
And why should we care for him?

A baggy man with baggy clothes
A face made of paper mache
He lost his humor years ago
Along with his molars
His head planted beneath his shoulders

Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane
Don't throw me out with the bath water
Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me

Billy Cobin had a time, Billy Cobin had a place
Following his fifteen minute climb
Billy took a seven second leap a cannonball
Plunge off the deep

All of me
Why not take all of me
Can't you see
I'm no good without you

Take these arms
I want to lose them
Take these lips
I'll never use them

Your goodbye
Left me with eyes that cry
How can I go on dear without you

You took the best
So why not take the rest
Why not take all of me

You took the part
That once was my heart
Why not take all of me

I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame, nothing to change
I got no evil to fight

One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me
And there's something wrong with that

So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of Islam
Fundamentalism, forget that rock 'n' roll
No cigarette, no drink, in fact
It's difficult to think about getting laid
When you don't even get to see her face
I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not liquored up
I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose
I got no place to call home
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that

Next step Mongolia
Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya
Throw out that handicap
No stepping out, till spring, in fact it's
Difficult to sing when it's 20 below
And that's during the day
I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame, nothing to change
I got no evil to fight

One thing's for sure, I'm all Outta angst
Society don't bother me
And there's something wrong with that

So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of islam
Fundamentalism, forget that rock 'n' roll
No cigarette, no drink, in fact
It's difficult to think about getting laid
When you don't even get to see her face
I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not liquored
I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose
I got no place to call home
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that

Next step Mongolia
Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya
Throw out that handicap
No stepping out, till spring, in fact it's
Difficult to sing when it's 20 below
And that's during the day
I'm not insane

You are a hippie,
You smell like skunk,
I'm your arch-enemy,
A middle class punk.
Get out,
Get a life,
Get a job,
Everyone's smoking grass,
Everyone is an ass.
Can't you afford to cut your hair?
Cause Frank and I will cut it off for free.
Never trust a hippie,
They'll sell you bad drugs.

It's okay don't be ashamed allow yourself a little hate, I really hate hate haters
A little hate is not so bad, when directed at injustice and evil doers
You can turn the other cheek, but don't turn the other way, indifference is our biggest threat


Enemy of the planet we finally have a common cause a catalyst
A reason to forget about our differences and stand as a united front it's up to us
To expose and humiliate the errorists, the american errorists, we'll start with one
I know just one, the war has begun

Got an invitation to Anarchy Camp
There will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening
The soundtrack will go multi platinum
Barbecue and pogoes while the effigies burn
You may not wanna stay to see how we take care of a turncoat
Christiania's kinda far away
So come along with me
Better get the manual and put it in the oven till it cooks
We're gonna take the ashes to the wassail

Rules of Anarchy Camp: reckless abandonment,
random acts of dumbness will be rewarded
If you see somebody taking charge, you'll be expected to beat them
'Cause everyone who's no one, will be participating
No one who is someone, will ever get to know the joys of anarchism
Destruction of the system

So come along with us
Salad days and nights on the anarchaic bus
We're gonna pick up indigents and crusties and a half a dozen nuts
And we're never coming home

Underwater basket-weaving
Methamphetamine symposiums
African killer spelling bees
Bowling in ice hockey rinks
Anarchy Camp's never inert
You think we don't know that it's not much fun till someone gets hurt
So we're greasing up the rusty vert ramp
Time to make some reservations for next year's Anarchy Camp

(Cd Version)
Hello, Welcome to our CD
Can you hear the blatant similarity
To Linoleum and Shadows of Defeat.
(Cassette Version)
Hello, Welcome to out Cassette
Have you started feeling some regret
I guess you can't afford a CD.

Birds sing there's not a cloud in the sky August 8th is a beautiful day
I see a bunch of hippies crying yeah August 8th is a beautiful day
Like waking up from a real bad dream suddenly everything is OK
The storm has passed the sun is shining yeah August 8th is a beautiful day
What's going on what's going on is something bumming your scene
There's something wrong there's something wrong I'm not trying to be mean
The air is sweet the summer flowers blooming nowhere in sight is there anything grey
Feelings of joy are filling the street yeah beautiful day
Like waking up from a fucked up dream suddenly everything's looking good
There's been no permanent damage done
Yeah August 8th came right when it should

Poor Jeff
Poor little
Timmy Turtle
Staying home on
Such a beautiful
Day

Too many words on the the tip of my tongue and
I can never figure out
When to speak when to shout when to shut up
When to knock myself out

I need a brainwash
Gray-matter bath
I need the clutter all
Thrown in the trash
I need a brain wash, cause I'm a loon

So could ya please throw my head in a tub?
I could really use a cereberal scrub
Wash away what I know
It's an overrated frontal lobe

Expensive thrills
sexual perversity
are always filling my mind

Mixed with guilt
Cause of bombs over dresden
Are kinda bringing me down



I need a brainwash
Gray-matter bath
I need the clutter all
Thrown in the trash
I need a brain wash, cause I'm a loon

Cause Im a psycho-babble brain
A real life looney toon
A mixed up maniac, Im certifyable
So put me in a room right next to Nicholson
And give me thorazine Cause all I wanna do
Is sing traditional songs
But I like to sing in minor technologies
Not making sense
So could you please throw my head in a tub
I could really use a cereberal scrub
Wash away all I know
It's an over rated frontal lobe

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, Beer bong
Beer bong, Beer bong

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, beer, beer bong
Bong, bong, bong

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, Beer bong
Beer bong, Beer bong

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, beer, beer bong
Bong, bong, bong

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, Beer bong
Beer bong, Beer bong

If I want some beer
I don't want to hear
How I missed the show
'Cause I drink to slow

Pass me the beer bong
It won't take very long
For me to put down
This torpedo to the ground

Drinking beer is too slow
Beer bong is the way to go
To go, to go
Don't drink too slow

Beer bong, beer, beer bong
Bong, bong, bong

Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on the run, traded the needle... for the gun
Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal, no more retreat time for attack

Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself,
OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die from them

Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks, Benny had never had such fun
Until he took a wrong step into bomb, and that's when Benny got blowed up

Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and piss,
We figured Benny would end up like this
We just didn't think for them

How money polluted my mind

Dough - what our lives are lived for Rae - just a crazy aussie, Me - the
generation forges on. Fa - ther for corporations, Sew - wing our limbs
together, LA - such a nice place to get shot. But don't forget the t it follows
liber in the constitution following the part about pursuit... of happiness the
bi product of colonial precious metal mine extracts which brings us back to
Dough.

do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do
today I saw a kid torture a cat too much leisure teenage norman rockwell paints
it black!

How - did the chain get started Mo - re is what everyone wants Ney -
oy is what none of us are Co - operation died last night, Rup - tured
bleeding heart foresight. Me - I'm just a loo. so don't expect the best
you won't be disappointed when you take a bite and watch the worm
crawl back inside. dont believe the fairy tales of million dollar happiness,
los angelestic lifestyles drinking chardonnay. pursue the million dollar
happiness. do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do the pursuit of
million dollar happiness happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it
died from hate some say from bleeding heart disease.

How money polluted my mind
Dough, what our lives are lived for
Rae, just a crazy Aussie
Me, the generation forges on
Fo, dder for corporations
Sew, wing our lives together
LA, such a nice place to get shot

But don't forget the T it
Follows liber in the Constitution
Following the part about pursuit
Of happiness the bi product
Of colonial precious metal
Mine extracts which
Brings us back
To dough

Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do
Do do do do do do

Today I saw a kid
Torture a cat
Too much leisure
Teenage Norman Rockwell
Paints it black!

How, did the chain get started
Mo, re is what everyone wants
Ney, dy is what none of us are
Co, operation died last night
Rup, tured bleeding heart forsight
Me, I'm just a loo

So don't expect the best you won't be disappointed when you take
A bite and watch the worm crawl back inside. listen to the
Fairy tales of million dollar happiness,
Los Angelistic lifestyle drinking
Chardonnay over a lobster salad brunch

Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do
Do do do do

The pursuit of million dollar happiness

Happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it died from hate
Some say from bleeding heart disease

He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else

To pass the time
Had someone shave his head
He got a new identity
62 hole air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
To take him out of town
They would get away
Running around
And as the trucks drive by
You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!"

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to
Quit your drinking, now's the time
But will he ever walk the line?
To all my friends I feel just great
But will he ever walk the line?

Kicking ass, and busting heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head
But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2]

Bob!

He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else

To pass the time
Had someone shave his head
He got a new identity
62 hole air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
To take him out of town
They would get away
Running around
And as the trucks drive by
You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!"

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to
Quit your drinking, now's the time
But will he ever walk the line?
To all my friends I feel just great
But will he ever walk the line?

Kicking ass, and busting heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head
But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2]

Bob!

He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years
Till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?"
Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing.
Now I gotta do something else

To pass the time
Had someone shave his head
He got a new identity
62 hole air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
To take him out of town
They would get away
Running around
And as the trucks drive by
You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!"

A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to
Quit your drinking, now's the time
But will he ever walk the line?
To all my friends I feel just great
But will he ever walk the line?

Kicking ass, and busting heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head
But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2]

Bob!

You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the
Sober staring at you
You better take
One last good look
One more round and
It's bottles to the
Ground smashing
Of the glass what a supersonic sound
You gotta pull the
Plug when it's time
To die bottles to
The ground
Theres a suitcase
On the sidewalk
There's a record in
A milkcrate, she'll be
Staying you'll be
Trowing wiskey
Over one lip
One more round
Then it's bottle
To the ground
Smasing of the
Glass a perfect
Imperfect sound
You gotta pay the
Piper when the rats
Are gone whoa whoa
All bottles
To the ground

You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the
Sober staring at you
You better take
One last good look
One more round and
It's bottles to the
Ground smashing
Of the glass what a supersonic sound
You gotta pull the
Plug when it's time
To die bottles to
The ground
Theres a suitcase
On the sidewalk
There's a record in
A milkcrate, she'll be


Staying you'll be
Trowing wiskey
Over one lip
One more round
Then it's bottle
To the ground
Smasing of the
Glass a perfect
Imperfect sound
You gotta pay the
Piper when the rats
Are gone whoa whoa
All bottles
To the ground

You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the
Sober staring at you
You better take
One last good look
One more round and
It's bottles to the
Ground smashing
Of the glass what a supersonic sound
You gotta pull the
Plug when it's time
To die bottles to
The ground
Theres a suitcase
On the sidewalk
There's a record in
A milkcrate, she'll be


Staying you'll be
Trowing wiskey
Over one lip
One more round
Then it's bottle
To the ground
Smasing of the
Glass a perfect
Imperfect sound
You gotta pay the
Piper when the rats
Are gone whoa whoa
All bottles
To the ground

Can't stop obsessing all the alienation
My head is bleedin', frickin', brain constipation

Somebody hear me, somebody listen to me
Am I alone in this world, is there anyone listenin'?
Appease me, can't find a reason to be
Alienation, is taking over me

I'm going away, can't go on any longer
I really don't know why I just gotta die
I never thought this was how it would end

The body swingin', I see it over and over again
Vanian singin', can I ever listen to it again?
A cry for attention, it was a cry never heard
With no one listenin', there was nothing to be heard

Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?
Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

You got so loaded, you thought that she
Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

Woke up in the morning, to your surprise
A couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?
Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

You got so loaded, you thought that she
Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

Woke up in the morning, to your surprise
A couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes
Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley?

what i scream about, can't get the stink out. catch it on my tongue, save it in my lung. fucking vegans smoking, keep us all choking. big round of applause for california laws. act like human beings instead of europeans. i was a singer/dancer, now i got lung cancer (ahhhhhh). can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out.

Despues de 235
canciones, los liricos se valuan mas
y no tengo ningunos para esta

El Jefe canta melodia triste
o canta amor de la corazon
haz como que hable espanol

Ojala que la mayoria
de nuestros aficionados
no entiendan nada que canto
para los otros: chinga su madre, guey

Je me balladais sur l'avenue
Le coeur ouvert ?l'inconnu
J'avais envie de dire bonjour ?n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce f? toi
Et je t'ai dit n'importe quoi
Il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser

Aux champs ?ys?s,
Aux champs ?ys?s
Au soleil sous la pluie, a midi ou minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs ?ys?s

Tu m'as dit j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare ?la main du soir au matin
Alors je t'ai accompagn?br />On a chant? on a dans?br />Et on a m?e pas pens??s'embrasser!

Aux Champs-Elysees,
aux Champs-Elysees
Au soleil, sous la pluie, ?midi ou ?minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees

> It's been a long time
Now it's time to get your bubble burst
Things are bad enough in the world
Why do you have to make them worse
Day after day, you just gotta get it
So sick and tired of your bitching and complaining
So long you've been oppressed while others lives are gaining
Want reparations, you're needy and deserving
Can't understand why some are served while you're doing the serving
Anything but responsibility
Where's my slice?
I want more than equal rights
I want everything for free!
You waste your time concerned with what others are earning
You want a revolution to start the tables turning
A demonstration to make a better nation
We'll spend the day protesting all the problems that we're facing
Anything but face reality
Where's my slice...
Your brilliant theory
How the world owes you a living
You'll take away from others,
The things they should be giving
They own the pie and you want your share
Whoever told you life was fair?
You were dealt your hand - now play it
Where's my slice...

Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains
But so are kids and old people
Some birds talk, most others sing
I don't see you eat a talking bird

Pigs smell bad, they roll in poo
But so do kids and elderly
I don't see you chop off an old man's feet
Put 'em in a mason jar and pickle them

No chowder for you, 'cause clams have feelings too
Actually they don't have central nervousness
No manhatten style, clams have the right to smile
Come to think about it, they don't have a face

They have no face, no place for ears
There's no clam eyes, to cry clam tears
No spinal cord, they must get bored
Might as well just put them out of misery

I don't beleive it's selfish
To eat defenceless shellfish

No chowder for you, clams have feelings too
It could happen to you, clams have feelings too
I don't think they do, clams have feelings too

Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains
But so are kids and old people
Some birds talk, most others sing
I don't see you eat a talking bird

Pigs smell bad, they roll in poo
But so do kids and elderly
I don't see you chop off an old man's feet
Put 'em in a mason jar and pickle them

No chowder for you, 'cause clams have feelings too
Actually they don't have central nervousness
No manhatten style, clams have the right to smile
Come to think about it, they don't have a face

They have no face, no place for ears
There's no clam eyes, to cry clam tears
No spinal cord, they must get bored
Might as well just put them out of misery

I don't beleive it's selfish
To eat defenceless shellfish

No chowder for you, clams have feelings too
It could happen to you, clams have feelings too
I don't think they do, clams have feelings too

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade a psycotik
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun

Degeneration ah ah ah ah ah
The lunatic clause was written for you

The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned
This certain trait has been a family tradition

No simple way to tell you son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you
Killing you

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's a psycotik, grade a psycotic

I trusted you at least I thought I could
I tried to believe when you said
I got a better job I can pay you back
real soon. No! I don't do those drugs no more
I know my luck has changed my lifestyle
has rearranged I'm on my feet
you'll never change your ways
living from day to daze
why don't you fade away
I've heard all this before
when you we're sleeping on my floor
you said only for a day
but as those 3 weeks passed
my patience didn't last nor my food

I trusted you at least I thought I could
I tried to believe when you said
I got a better job I can pay you back
Real soon. No! I don't do those drugs no more
I know my luck has changed my lifestyle
Has rearranged I'm on my feet

You'll never change your ways
Living from day to daze
Why don't you fade away

I've heard all this before
When you were sleeping on my floor
You said only for a day
But as those 3 weeks passed
My patience didn't last nor my food

Where are all the stupid people from?
And how'd they get to be so dumb?
Bred on purple mountain range
Feed amber waves of grains
To lesser human beings, zero feelings

Blame it on
Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny)
Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy)
Fear of God
The fear of change
The fear of truth

Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs
There's no answers
Memorize and sing star spangled songs
When the questions
Aren't ever asked
Is anybody learning from the past?
We're living in united stagnation

Father what have I done?
I took that .22
A gift to me from you
To bed with me each night
Kept it clean
Polished it well
Cherished every cartridge, every shell

Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt
There's a carcass of my second kill
Down, by the park, under stone, under pine
There's a carcass of my brother William
Brother where, have you gone to?
I swear, I never thought I could
I see so many times
They told me to shoot straight
Don't pull the trigger, squeeze
That will insure a kill
A kill is what you want
A kill is why we breed

The Christians love their guns
The church and NRA
Pray for their salvations
Prey on the lower faiths

The story book's been read
And every line believed
Curriculum's been set
Logic is a threat
Reason searched and seized

Jerry spent some time in Michigan
A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime
A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit
A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine

Jerry only stayed a couple months
It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass
Asphyxiation is simple and fast
It beats seventeen fun years of being someone's bitch

Don't think (Stay)
Drink your wine (Home)
Watch the fire burn (Be)
His problems not mine (Safe)
Just be that model citizen

I wish I had a schilling
(For each senseless killing)
For every senseless killing
I'd buy a government
America's for sale
And you can get a good deal on it
(A good deal on it)
And make a healthy profit
Or maybe, tear it apart
Start with assumption
That a million people are smart
Smarter than one

Serotonin's gone
She gave up, drifted away
Sara fled, thought process gone
She left her answering machine on
The greeting left spoken sincere
Messages no one will ever hear

Ten thousand messages a day
A million more transmissions lay
Victims of the laissez faire
Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns
A hundred decibels turns to one
One bullet, one empty head
Now with Serotonin gone

The man who used to speak
Performs a cute routine
Feel a little patronized
Don't feel bad
They found a way inside your head
And you feel a bit misled
It's not that they don't care, yeah

The television's put a thought inside your head
Like a Barry Manilow, jingle
I'd like, to teach the world to sing
In perfect harmony
A symphonic blank stare, yeah
It doesn't make you care (make you care)
Not designed to make you care (make you care)
They're betting you won't care (you won't...)

Place a wager on your greed
A wager on your pride
Why try to beat them when, a million others tried?

We are the whore
Intellectually spayed
We are the queer
Dysfunctionally raised

One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
One more pill to kill the pain
Living through conformity

One more prayer to keep me safe
One more prayer to keep us warm
One more prayer to keep us safe
There's gonna be a better place

Lost the battle, lost the war
Lost the things worth living for
Lost the will to win the fight
One more pill to kill the pain

Na na na na na
La na na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na na na

The going get tough, the tough get debt
Don't pay attention, pay the rent
Next of kins pay for your sins
A little faith should keep us safe

Save us
The human, existence
Is failing, resistance
Essential, the future
Written off, the odds are
Astronomically against us
Only moron and genius
Would fight a losing battle
Against the super ego
When giving in is so damn comforting

And so we go, on with our lives
We know the truth, but prefer lies
Lies are simple, simple is bliss
Why go against tradition when we can
Admit defeat, live in decline
Be the victim of our own design
The status quo, built on suspect
Why would anyone stick out their neck?

Fellow members of
Club "We've Got Ours"
I'd like to introduce you to our host
He's got his, and I've got mine
Meet the decline

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war
We are worker
We love our queen
We sacrifice
We're soilent green

We are the queer
We are the whore
Ammunition
In the class war

She's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic
She's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution
She's so innocent, but guilty's her plea
Everybody wants to save her from herself
They really want to save themselves

She's got the grace, of a tourist, with the charm of demolition
She's a poem without meter or rhyme a random design of a flower
Like a rose no one really knows
She's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation time will tell us
If she's a lifer or a decomposuer she's the rose no one really knows

rationalize values it's so easy to succeed
keeping your eyes on the prize excess
camped outside laissez fair
people understand me there
don't talk to me we'll get along just fine
blowin' out your mores
henry ford tradition preys on
idle minds left the emergency brake on too long
underneath the city lies the ruins of mankind
the excavation was a financial success
with artifacts of gold
the arrowheads went straight to the Smithsonian
the rest was melted down and sold
substantial gains
minimal losses are tolerable
as long as the machine keeps running fine
cannibals
functioning on pheromones
rational thought lost to instinctual

This is not a test on the emergency broadcast system
This is the real thing

Sit back watch it crumble, see the drowning watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it, that’s sarcasm, let it burn
I’m gonna make at toast when it falls apart
I’m gonna raise my glass abuv my heart
Then someone shouts that’s what they get!
For all the years of hit and run for all the piss broke bands on VH one
Where did all their money go don’t we all know
Parasitic music industry as it destroys itself
We’ll show them how it’s supposed to be

Music written from devotion not ambithicin, not for fame
Zero people are exploited there are no tricks up or sleeve
Were gonna fight against the mass appeal
Were gonna kill the seven record deal
Make records that have more then one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die and I do believe no one will cry
I’m just fucking glad I’m gonna be there to watch the fall
Prehistoric music industry three feet in la brea tar
Extinction never felt so good

If you think anyone will feel badly you are sadly mistaken
The time has come for evolution fuck collusion kill the big five
What ever happened to the handshake whatever happened to deals no one would break whatever happened to integrity
It’s still there it always was for playing music just because
A million reasons why all dinosaurs must (will) die

Kick back watch it crumble,
See the drowning, watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it
That's sarcasm, let it burn
I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart
I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart
Then someone shouts "That's what they get!"
For all the the years of hit and run
For all the piss broke band on VH1
Where did all their money go?
Don't we all know
Parasitic music industry
As it destroys itself
Well show then how it's supposed to be
Music written from devotion
Not ambition, not for fame
Zero people are exploited
There are no tricks up our sleeve
Gonna fight against the mass appeal
We're gonna kill the seven record deal
Make records that have more
Than one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die
And I do believe no one will cry


I'm just fucking glad I'm gonna be
There to watch the fall
Prehistoric music industry
Three feet in la brea tar
Extinction never felt so good
If you think anyone will feel badly
You are sadly mistaken
The time has come for evolution
Fuck collusion, kill the five
Whatever happened to the handshake?
Whatever happened to deals
no-one would break?
Whatever happened to integrity?
It's still there it always was
For playing music just because
A million reasons why
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die

Kick back watch it crumble,
See the drowning, watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it
That's sarcasm, let it burn
I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart
I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart
Then someone shouts "That's what they get!"
For all the the years of hit and run
For all the piss broke band on VH1
Where did all their money go?
Don't we all know
Parasitic music industry
As it destroys itself
Well show then how it's supposed to be
Music written from devotion
Not ambition, not for fame
Zero people are exploited
There are no tricks up our sleeve
Gonna fight against the mass appeal
We're gonna kill the seven record deal
Make records that have more
Than one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die
And I do believe no one will cry


I'm just fucking glad I'm gonna be
There to watch the fall
Prehistoric music industry
Three feet in la brea tar
Extinction never felt so good
If you think anyone will feel badly
You are sadly mistaken
The time has come for evolution
Fuck collusion, kill the five
Whatever happened to the handshake?
Whatever happened to deals
no-one would break?
Whatever happened to integrity?
It's still there it always was
For playing music just because
A million reasons why
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die

don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
the connotations wearing my nerves thin
could it be semantics generating the mess we're in?
I understand that language breeds stereotype
but what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite?
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
I wasn't brought here, I was born
circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn
does this mean I have to take such shit
for being fair skinned? No!
I ain't a part of no conspiracy, i'm just you're average joe
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
represents everything I hate
the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind
the vast majority of sheep
a buttoned collar, starched and bleached
constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows
they're so fuckin ordinary white
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
oh, we're better off this way?
Oh, say what you're gonna say
so go ahead and label me an asshole
'cause I can
accept responsibility for what i've done
but not for who I am
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white

don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
the connotations wearing my nerves thin
could it be semantics generating the mess we're in?
I understand that language breeds stereotype
but what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite?
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
I wasn't brought here, I was born
circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn
does this mean I have to take such shit
for being fair skinned? No!
I ain't a part of no conspiracy, i'm just you're average joe
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
represents everything I hate
the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind
the vast majority of sheep
a buttoned collar, starched and bleached
constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows
they're so fuckin ordinary white
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white
oh, we're better off this way?
Oh, say what you're gonna say
so go ahead and label me an asshole
'cause I can
accept responsibility for what i've done
but not for who I am
don't call me white, don't call me white
don't call me white, don't call me white

these two shots are for derrick
for rifle not the handgun
for coffee and cigarettes
give it back
you know suicide isn't painless
when you leave everyone in pain
the two shots will never go down the same

this beating's for jimmy
for ultimate devotion
for your mind of my own
bring out your dead
sedated, flatulated
you were the one most
loved and hated
thanks for all that carpet
and your songs

this petron's for jason
this lager's for andy
and these doses are for bomer
and this fix is for bradley
this ritalin's for lumpy
and this speedball's for friday
this nitrous hit is for lynn ??
best friend dobbs

this bowl is for my mom
for drinking more than i did
for posting bail for me
in new york
and in hollywood that first time
and that joint we smoked was the worst time
cause doing drugs with parents is just wrong

this petron's for jason
this lager's for andy
and these doses are for bomer
and this fix is for bradley
this song is for winning losers
it's for lucky substance abusers
the ones who left their black marks
on us all

He won the race the judges concluded
He was the betterman he'd come from victory
A hesitation a one time show or place
His self would not allow he had to be the best

He had denied his urges cause they would of
Drained his strength that battle had been one
With side effects a few
He may have dropped the world
He could not let us down
Dana has gone away
I hope she's in a better place

She aced the test a grade above the rest
Of the class felt the curve a 93%
Was not enough to feed her fix
She needs that perfect score
The endorphin rush she loved
It would opiate her

She had denied all allegations of her loneliness
The battle had been won with scars still under wraps
She may have dropped the world
She would not let us down
Endorphin rush she loved
She may have dropped the world

we believe in a drug free amerika
a drug free amerika for me
that's the way we believe
that way that it should be
drug free amerika for me
like in amsterdamn where drugs
are bought and sold legally
let's take it one step further
and make them all for free
drug free amerika for me
say "nope to dope" when its not free
say "nah to drugs" save you money
don't listen to facts just sit back
and relax and help make our country
drug free

Want to fuck off, drop out
Never trust a fuckin' hippie
For that matter don't trust anyone

Quit school, don't work
Livin' up the music you punk
If I could do it so could anyone

Drugs are good
They make you do things that you know you not should
And when you do them people think that you're cool
And when you do them people think that you're cool

Want to join a punk band
Shave your head and get a tattoo
You don't need talent just the attitude

Self destruction
For no particular reason beat up everyone

Drugs are neat
And you can buy them relatively cheap
And when you do them people think that you're cool
And when you do them people think that you're cool

Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change
Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt,
Is this what dreams are made of!
Adding up subtracting down you find yourself sucking the rind
Dying degree, graying amie
Final payment made - had you forgot?
The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot
Paisley satin lined how apprapoe
What a better way to go
Dying degree, graying amie
No more eating crumbs
When my pension finally comes
Your kids want eat mush anymore 'round me
Dying degree, graying amie

Get out of my way
Can't you see im from East Bay
I Know Blatz, down with E.B.U.
I bet I got way more piercings than you

I just love this town
My girlfriend weighs 84 pounds
Met her at the New Method wher I get in for free
She don't pay rent neither do me
(hey hey hey)

When we go out tonight


Gotta get my hair just right
Prodius pads with 2 inch sole
I'll get my picture with Murray Bowles

Gotta get those flyers out
Might get signed to lookout
After that i'll go far
Fame, Fortion, D.M.R.
Rock City News

Get out of my way
Can't you see im from East Bay
I Know Blatz, down with E.B.U.
I bet I got way more piercings than you

I just love this town
My girlfriend weighs 84 pounds
Met her at the New Method wher I get in for free
She don't pay rent neither do me
(hey hey hey)

When we go out tonight


Gotta get my hair just right
Prodius pads with 2 inch sole
I'll get my picture with Murray Bowles

Gotta get those flyers out
Might get signed to lookout
After that i'll go far
Fame, Fortion, D.M.R.
Rock City News

Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe

Because there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek, enjoy the waste
It's always gonna be a delicacy
Lick your chops and eat the meek

Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe

The factory mass producing fear, bottled,
Capped, distributed near and far
Sold for a reasonable price
And the people, they love it, they feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breathe it
Inject it direct to the blood
It seems to be replacing love

Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe

Because there's always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code discarded youth
You know there's always gonna be pedigree
One own the air one pay to breathe

Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe

Get out of my way,

can't you see I'm from L.A.?

Yeah, I met Slash, I've got a rose tattoo

I bet I know way more people than you



I just love this town,

my girlfriend weighs 84 pounds

Met her at the Cathouse where I get in for free

She pays the rent while I watch T.V.



hey hey hey



When we go out tonight,

gotta get my hair just right

Tight black pants and blue suede shoes

I'll get my picture in Rock City News



Gotta get those flyers out,

might meet a talent scout

And he will talk contracts with me

My fame and fortune and MTV

One source of energy the ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me never more to be free
Electricity nuclear and H.E.P.
Carbon fuels from the sea wasted electricity

One source of energy electricity
All we need to live today a gift for man to throw
Away, the chance is nearly gone
The alternative is one final source of energy
Solar electricity

One source of energy the ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me never more to be free
Electricity nuclear and H.E.P.
Carbon fuels from the sea wasted electricity

One source of energy electricity
All we need to live today a gift for man to throw
Away, the chance is nearly gone
The alternative is one final source of energy
Solar electricity

Eric Melvin took PCP one night in Hollywood.
It was pretty funny
He kept saying "Help Me"
Over and over again.
Then he started puking
That was cool.


Then he passed out
That was boring.
Oh well

Blast oxygen masks, smoke filled cabin
Depressurize, don't be afraid, hold onto me
We're goin down, but not our love

Death don't seem so bad, when I'm with you
My only love, so close your eyes
Kiss me one last time, We're gonna
Die, but not our love, not our love

5 feet under he's got one foot in the grave
would you look at him I think he's lost it
I don't think that he can be saved
he's got a down payment on his tombstone
he's not alone his whole life has been out
on a limb. just look at him, watch
him get smashed and race bikes so fast
just don't laugh, what will it say on his
EPITAPH
here he lies may he rest in peace
hung on to life by the skin of his teeth
pushing his luck thru the bottle he drinks
he's got a date with his maker and he
doesn't want to be late make no mistake
he's a good friend so why might his life
have to end, my friend I don't want to
see you dead
I don't want to see him dead
I don't want to see him dead
I don't want to see him dead

my father used to say
you sleep with dogs the next day
you'll wake in the bed scratching
those inevitable fleas
at ten years old
you listen to what you're told
but I never felt the itch
I never would
my mother had forbidden me
to waste away my life
I want you to have all the things
I could never buy you
so don't stop what i'd begun
you're my one my only son
follow what I say not what i've done
follow what I say not what i've done
shower, scrub, and shave
cleanly boys don't misbehave
follow what I say, not what i've done

Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
I'm your gun
Pull my trigger
I am bigger than

Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
I'm your gun
Pull my trigger
I'm bigger than

Mr. Prez in his big white house
Listen he sez we're coming out
Infiltration, we're numbing your minds
Concentration, we've done time

Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
I'm your gun
Pull my trigger
I am bigger than

Rip them down
Hold them up
Tell them that
I'm your gun
Pull my trigger
I'm bigger and never step down

I never thought about the uiverse,

it made me feel small

never thought about the problems of

this planet at all

Global warming,

radio-active sites,

Imperialistic wrongs

and animal rights!

No!

Why think of all the bad things

when life is so good?

why help with an 'am'

when there's always a 'could'?

outside of california, it'foreign policy

I don't want changes, I have no reactions

Your dilemmas are my distractions


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American



I never looked around, never second-guessed

Then I read some Howard Zinn

Now I'm always depressed

and now i can't sleep from years of apathy

All beacause I read a little Noam chomsky

I'm eating vagetation,

'cause of Fast Food Nation!

I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes ,

'cause of Golbalization

I'm watching Michael Moore

expose the awful truth

I'm listening to

Public Enemy and Reagan Youth


I see no world peace

'cause of zealous armed forces

I eat no breath-mints

'cause they're from de-hoofed horses

Now I can't belive;

what an absolute failure

The president's laughing

'cause we voted For Nader


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

Where can we go,

Franco, Franco Un-American



I want to move north and be a Canadian

Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians

I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican

What are we gonna do,

"Franco, Franco Un-American"

I never thought about the uiverse,

it made me feel small

never thought about the problems of

this planet at all

Global warming,

radio-active sites,

Imperialistic wrongs

and animal rights!

No!

Why think of all the bad things

when life is so good?

why help with an 'am'

when there's always a 'could'?

outside of california, it'foreign policy

I don't want changes, I have no reactions

Your dilemmas are my distractions


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American



I never looked around, never second-guessed

Then I read some Howard Zinn

Now I'm always depressed

and now i can't sleep from years of apathy

All beacause I read a little Noam chomsky

I'm eating vagetation,

'cause of Fast Food Nation!

I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes ,

'cause of Golbalization

I'm watching Michael Moore

expose the awful truth

I'm listening to

Public Enemy and Reagan Youth


I see no world peace

'cause of zealous armed forces

I eat no breath-mints

'cause they're from de-hoofed horses

Now I can't belive;

what an absolute failure

The president's laughing

'cause we voted For Nader


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

Where can we go,

Franco, Franco Un-American



I want to move north and be a Canadian

Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians

I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican

What are we gonna do,

"Franco, Franco Un-American"

I never thought about the uiverse,

it made me feel small

never thought about the problems of

this planet at all

Global warming,

radio-active sites,

Imperialistic wrongs

and animal rights!

No!

Why think of all the bad things

when life is so good?

why help with an 'am'

when there's always a 'could'?

outside of california, it'foreign policy

I don't want changes, I have no reactions

Your dilemmas are my distractions


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American



I never looked around, never second-guessed

Then I read some Howard Zinn

Now I'm always depressed

and now i can't sleep from years of apathy

All beacause I read a little Noam chomsky

I'm eating vagetation,

'cause of Fast Food Nation!

I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes ,

'cause of Golbalization

I'm watching Michael Moore

expose the awful truth

I'm listening to

Public Enemy and Reagan Youth


I see no world peace

'cause of zealous armed forces

I eat no breath-mints

'cause they're from de-hoofed horses

Now I can't belive;

what an absolute failure

The president's laughing

'cause we voted For Nader


[Chorus]

That's no way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

No way to go, Franco Un-American

Where can we go,

Franco, Franco Un-American



I want to move north and be a Canadian

Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians

I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican

What are we gonna do,

"Franco, Franco Un-American"

A christian an anarchist slash prostitute figures out the true
meaning of freedom not freedom like america freedom like a
shopping cart kick back no tense you got a bag of grub cost you
about 50 cents no fear no fuckin feat malt liquor tastes much
better on the street crustin away of life for heroines and heroes
who hitch hike the road to eden not eden like the garden state,
eden like the state of mind kick back cheap thrills. You'll do
anything for a laugh even if it kills you the bridge you took it out
the ticket takers suddenly lost count sleeping under rays your teeth
crumbling away say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted
it man wasting time whenever you get the chance which happens to
be all the time kick back free meals a couple times a day, you make
a couple of shady deals no work no fuckin pay cardboard
condominium by the bay you're between the red & black and
you're never goin back to all responsibility cause you never wanted
it man

A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute
Figures out the true meaning
Of freedom, not freedom like America
Freedom like a shopping cart

Kick back, no tense, you gotta bag of grub
Cost you about 50 cents
No fear, no fuckin' feat, malt liquor
Tastes much better on the street

Crustin', a way of life for heroines
And heroes who hitch hike the road
To Eden, not Eden like the garden state
Eden like the state of mind

Kick back, cheap thrills, you'll do anythin'
For a laugh even if it kills you
The bridge, you took it out
The ticket takers suddenly lost count

Sleeping under rays
Your teeth crumbling away
Say goodbye to all responsibility
You never wanted it man

Wasting time
Whenever you get the chance
Which happens to be all the time

Kick back, free meals, a couple times a day
You make a couple of shady deals
No work, no fuckin' pay
Cardboard condominium by the bay

Between the red and black
You're never going back
Say goodbye to all responsibility
You never wanted it man