Corporate Amerikkka Still Sux a Phatty, But WE Have a Jumping Box.
We wrote this song, so what ya gonna do?
We got one thing to say it's: FUK YOU!
Corporate Amerikkka still sucks a lot,
But ya know what? We Have OUR Jumping Box!
fukkkk youuuu
Refrain:
Corporate Amerikkka: Still Sux a Phatty
But that is OUR Jumping Box!!!!
I Got My Shoes At the Mall
I got my shoes at the mall, yeah yeah yeah.
I got my shoes at the mall, yeah yeah yeah
I got my shoes at the mall, yeah yeah yeah
blaaaa
People talkin' bout:
Where did you get yr shoes, mama jama?
Where did you get them shoes?
I GOT 'EM AT THE MALL!
kdjaja
I got this shirt at the mall, yeah yeah yeah
I got this shirt at Old Navy it was quite a deal y'all
I got this shirt at the mall, yeah yeah yeah
fjfjj
People talkin' bout:
Where did you get that shirt Mike Tuley?
Where did you get those shoes?
I GOT 'EM AT THE MALL!

the REST of Our Songs..
eat it!
Go Away
You don't hear the silence, you don't know what it means
I can see this violence, it's not a dream..
raaakkkkkkkk
I'll go when you know exactly what i mean, we'll be the death of the punk rock industry.
re
And let's hit the GEE spot... drink a few and we'll be/ the punkest fukin assholes, that we can be!/ and we'll rate each other, and make fun of this band, WE SUK!/ all these KC "punkerz" eat my fuk!!!!
fuk you, scenester!
(various hife rants making fun of certain assholes we know.. could be.. YOU!)
I'm so tiiiiiiirrreeddddd... tired of YOU!
fjfjfj
What this song is about:
This song is about all the assholes who come to shows just to fuk up the club, get drunk and/or start a fight. This song goes out to all the people who go into the pit just hurt those smaller and weaker than them. This is our response to seeing this bullshit go on for too many fukin years. If you fit this description, the scene is not for you, go play football. Fuk you, you are not forgiven.
Martha Stuart's Cuttin' Cheese
Schizophrenic Wet Cat, I can't handle this.
Do you have any control over how creepy you allow yrself to get?
Right? Left?
har
This song is about dealing with the tough situations life can throw at you sometimes. Especially when yr friends turn traitor. Or it could be about weed.
F.O.A.D.
i'm tired of you fuking with the way that i see things/ branding my ideas as shit before you even know them./ FUK yr criticism i will define my own persona/ inconsistencies purer than yr idealistic dogma/ you wanna talk about change, well with talk yr gonna LOSE./ beat "their" system = make a system, bullshit i refuse/ yr counterculture's just the same, same old bullshit different name/ "to destroy the system we must destroy ourselves...."
everything we know is lies/ hate the system, hate/DESPISE?/ made a game of "battle cries"/ reverse PROGRAMMING is a different lie...
"you've got to have some greed in this country to survive.." (let it die), "if you don't have the competative edge you'll never stay alive." (let it die)/ "we know we gotta fight, but our alternatives are dry"/ "so i'm gonna kill myself to avoid the problems recognized."/ but FUK that line of thought cuz i wanna live my life/ HELP the people, not the power if we're to survive/ "you'll never beat the system", you'll never win this game/ the power = us.
har
Sometimes people won't listen to you. They wanna tell you how you are before they even hear what you have to say. This is our special message to those kinds of people. Yeah yeah.. and it's not written about anyone specific. Mostly just Mike Yuk.
Warning, the word "system" is used 5 times in this song. Crust alert.
Manslaughter.
in or out of the pit, we don't take yr sexist shit/ sisters! sisters! don't just sit/ these gender roles don't fuking fit/ grrrls empowered, girls unite/ an equal scene is worth the fight/ Manslaughter feminists here to ignite a grrrl/love revolution!
we just won't take it, you'll never make it. and you can "stuff yr sexist shit"
we just won't take it, you'll never make it.
these gender roles don't fuking fit.
am i yr mother? i don't think so. hold yr own fuking jacket/ stop grabbing chests in the pit, instead go home and whack it/ grrrls empowered, grrrls unite, an equal scene is worth the fight/ Manslaughter feminists here to ignite a grrrl/love revolution.
hera
Manslaughter is a group of kc/lawrence grrrls who are making their prescence known at area shows. Things are getting a bit better from what I've seen. I still see the occasional show where a few uneducated wannabe's slam into each other just to knock the fuk out of each other while everyone else stands at the side and back tiredly watching this seemingly neverending surge of pointless macho aggression. (how was that for a long sentence?) The point is, our scene should be a haven from the outside world. It's ground zero for the social changes we all talk about. So why should grrrls have to put up with the same sexist shit at shows that they do in the real world? If you see someone trying to cop a feel in the pit or when someone is crowd surfing. Stop what's going on and call everyone's attention to it. Get rid of these people in our scene. They don't belong. If we tolerate it or turn out heads, we're not making a difference. We're exactly the same as the oppression we're speaking out against. It's not the way you spell woman or womyn that makes a difference, it's the way you act and what you do.
We're Nothing
It's been 6 long years/ and now it's my turn to talk/ all you arrogant assholes/ just take a look (at yrself) and stop/ yr fuking attitudes only isolate us more/ abolish the "white punk" we want something more.
We're Nothing.
Nothing aggravates me more/ than a mind that closes down/ all you snotty punks/ wake up and look around/ yr fuking attitudes only isolate us more/ abolish the "white punk" we want something more.
We're Nothing.
rha
Let's not entirely delude ourselves. Punk and hardcore are almost entirely movements run by white suburban kids. Granted there are exceptions to this, and in recent years I've seen a bit more variety, but for the most part the rule holds true. Equality can not happen unless all groups are at the table. Without equality, justice does not exist. You can look at the scene as a social expirement. But to make a real change you have to work outside of it with other people.. who are.. gasp.. NOT punks! Don't get me wrong, the scene is a fun little social club and I'd like to see it grow into something more real and honest. And we can work on that. But for now, for all the sloganeering and lip service given to causes.. we're nothing more than a social club essentially. Work outside the boundries you set for yrself. Abolish the stereotype of the "white punk." This isn't so much about the way you dress as the way you act. And that's a personal choice. Do you instantly shun people who don't understand or agree with what you think? Do you try to help them understand? Do you devote time to going out into the "real world" and talking to people, trying to let them know what yr about? Do you have the time to make a difference like that? This isn't to make you a "punk" sales person, selling the ideas to everyone you see. But be aware of how yr seen by the rest of the world. As ignorant as you'd like to believe they all are, they're people too, and without them, no change can come. "We're nothing" is the battle cry of the dead-ended, ignorant, white-punk stereotype who still plauges us. Learn. Learn. Teach.