#51 DICK BUTKUS
"GET YOUR STUDYHALL OUTTA MY RECESS"
"HONEY, I SHIT THE HOT TUB"
"I WAS BORN ON A PIRATE SHIP (HOLDYOURTONGUE)"
A FLOATER LEFT WITH PLEASURE IN THE EXECUTIVE WASHROOM
A JINGLE FOR THE PRODUCT
A PYRE LAID FOR IMAGE AND FRAME
A SONG FOR HALF PINT TO DANCE ON HIS HAT TO.
ALL RISE FOR THE RATIONAL ANTHEM
AMERICASPREMIERFAITHBASEDINITIATIVE
AN AMERICAN BANNED
ARE YOU THE MOTHERFUCKER WITH THE BANNANA?
BITE THE CURB, BITE THE CURB
CLOWN CARS ON CINDER BLOCK
CONTEMPLATE THIS ON THE TREE OF WOE
D4=PUTTING THE F BACK IN ART
DEFINE "LEARNING DISORDER"
DOUBLEWHISKEYCOKENOICE
FARTS ARE JAZZ TO ASSHOLES
FILE UNDER ADULT URBAN CONTEMPORARY
FIRED-SIDE CHAT
FOLK SONG
FRUITY PEBBLES
FUCK YOU MS. ROCHELLE
FUZZY PINK HANDCUFFS
GAINSVILLE
HAND MADE HARD TIMES HANDED BACK
HE'S A SHITHEAD (YEAH, YEAH)
HI-PRO GLOW
HOLY SHIT
I COULDA BEEN A CONTENDER
INQUIRING MINDS SHOULD READ A BOOK
IT'S A FINE LINE BETWEEN A MONKEY AND A ROBOT
J. HARRIS
LABOURISSUESINTHETOYDEPARTMENT
LAST COMMUNION
LET THEM EAT THOMAS PAINE.
LIKE EYE CONTACT IN AN ELEVATOR
LIKE SPREWELLS IN A WHEELCHAIR
MAXIMUM PISS & VINEGAR
MINIMUM WAGE IS A GATEWAY DRUG
MOSH FOR JESUS
MUSIC IS NONE OF MY BUSINESS
NEW PUNK FASHIONS FOR THE SPRING FORMAL
NO VOICES IN THE SKY
NOBLE STABBINGS
O.K F.M. D.O.A.
ODE TO THE NORTH AMERICAN SNAKE OIL
ONE TRICK PONY
OPEN AND SHUT
OUR SCIENCE IS TIGHT
PARISHILTONISAMETAPHOR
PORTRAIT OF THE ARTIST AS A FUCKING ASSHOLE
Q. HOW MANY PUNKS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHTBULB?
RIPPLE IN THE STILL
SALLY MACLENNANE
SELLTHEHOUSESELLTHECARSELLTHEKIDSFORGETITI'MNEVERCOMINGBACKFORGETIT
SHINEY THINGS IS GOOD.
SHOTGUN CONFESSIONAL
SHUT YOUR LITTLE TRAP
SMELLS LIKE O.K. SODA
SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF RESPECT
SUCKERS INTL. HAS GONE PUBLIC
SUPERMODELS DON'T DRINK COLT .45
SUPERPOWER ENABLE ME TO BLEND IN WITH MACHINERY
THANKS FOR NOTHING
THANKS FOR NOTHING PART 2: THE REVENGE
THE ART OF WHORE
THE CLASSICAL ARRANGEMENT
THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOMOSEXUALSINGLE PARENT
THE GREAT AMERICAN GOING OUT OF BUSINESS SALE
TOTAL.FUCKING.GONE.SONG
TWENTY-ONE SAID THREE TIMES QUICKLY
TWIN CITIES SINNERS UNITED
TWO CENTS
UNEMPLOYMENT
WHO DIDN'T KILL BAMBI?
WRECKTHISPLACEFANTASTIC
YOU'RE NOT BLANK

#51 DICK BUTKUS


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MOTHER SAID I CAN'T LISTEN TO RADIO HAVANA
AND I READ WITH A FLASHLIGHT LATE THAT NIGHT
ON THESE NORTH SIDE STREETS TRY AVOIDING THE LIGHTS
TRY AVOIDING ANY TYPE OF POLITICAL FIGHT
SO ALONE ARE ALL THESE "NEW DEAL" HOMES
IT CAN'T ONLY MATTER WHAT YOU KNOW
BUT HOW YOU LET YOUR ANGER SHOW
HAROLD WASHINGTON IN A GARTER BELT AND STOCKINGS
FATHER WASN'T PICKING SIDES
BUT DOG-EARED PAGES GAVE CLUES TO THE THOUGHTS INSIDE
THE BLACK SHEEP PRINCE BOWED FOR THE CROWN TODAY
TRIED KEEPING THINGS QUIET, TRIED KEEPING THINGS STILL
TRIED KEEPING HIS CONSCIENCE FROM AN HONEST CHILL
CAN TRADITION SETTLE IN LIKE RUST?
THE RECORD KNOWS SO LET IT SHOW
THAT DESPERATE IS AS CLEVER DOES
HARRY CARRY MAKING SICK OFF CLARK ST.
WELCOME TO MY 588-2300 EMPIRE

"GET YOUR STUDY HALL OUTTA MY RECESS"


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YOU WERE FIRST IN LINE FOR THE NEW SOLUTION
BUT YOU LOST YOU SHIRT SINGING REVOLUTION
THE BLOOD IS AT A BOIL
WHAT WE WERE WAS NULL AND VOID
AND YOU WILL CHANGE YOUR WAYS
CUZ THESE ONES DIDN’T PAY

LET’S CALL THE FUTURE WHAT IT IS
DILUTED HOPE AND SHACKLED WRISTS
I KINDA THINK WE NEED A BRAND NEW NAME

I DON’T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR STYLE OR YOUR FALSE EMOTION
YOUR PICTURE PERFECT HAIR OR YOUR MANIC MOTION
THE DANGER IS ALL GONE
YOU’VE HELPED US LOSE IT ALL ALONG
NEW IT’S JUST PLAY CLAP PLAY
THE MEANING’S GONE ASTRAY

LET’S CALL THE FUTURE WHAT IT IS
DILUTED HOPE AND SHACKLED WRISTS
I KINDA THINK WE NEED A BRAND NEW NAME
THIS ONE WILL NEVER FEEL THE SAME

WHEN THE DAY COMES
I’LL BE KICKING BACK, NOT A CARE IN SIGHT
NEVER WASTE ANOTHER MOMENT TRYING TO EXPLAIN MY SIDE
NOT MISSING YOU AT ALL, NEVER LOOKING BACK
NEVER HAVING TO APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT YOU LACK
WHEN THAT DAY COMES
I’LL BE SMILING WHILE YOU’RE CRUCIFIED FOR WHAT YOU’VE DONE

"HONEY, I SHIT THE HOTTUB"


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WATCH THE CLOUDS FORM OUTSIDE MY WINDOW
I LIGHT ANOTHER AS THE CITY GOES GRAY
FACE THE WHIRLWIND WITH A POLITE SMILE
RESIST THE MOTION OF SELF RIGHTEOUS CRUSADES

SOME OF THE OTHERS LIVE FOR DEPRIVATION
IT'S NOT SOMETHING THAT I COULD EVER DO
I GET MY KICKS FROM COMPLETE ANNIHILATION
A BROWN PAPER BOTTLE TO KILL YESTERDAYS NEWS

THE RIGHT SIGHT BUT THE WRONG KIND OF VISION
A GRAIN OF SALT COULD DO US ALL A LITTLE GOOD
JUST WHEN THE WORLD SEEMS SO UNDERSTANDING
IT KNOCKS YOU OVER WITH A SILENT LEFT HOOK

I FACED A THOUSAND ATTITUDES LIKE THIS ONE BEFORE
YOU CAN SHOW ME YOUR RESTRICTIONS
WHILE I'M SHOWING YOU THE DOOR

I WAS BORN ON A PIRATE SHIP(HOLDYOURTONGUE)


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IS IT RIGHT, LEFT, RIGHT
I FORGOT HOW IT GOES AGAIN
THERE GOES MY HEAD AGAIN
DROWING ALL ITS DISCIPLINE
I COULD STAND AND STARE YOU DOWN
IF I GOT OFF THE GROUND

SET ME UP ONE MORE
I'M TIRED OF KEEPING TRACK
I'M ON A MISSION NOW
KEEP THE MONKEY ON MY BACK
CHASE IT WITH ANOTHER ONE
THIS HAS ONLY JUST BEGUN
HOLD ME DOWN, BREAK MY WINGS
WOULDN'T CHANGE A FUCKING THING

SORT OF LIKE FEELING THAT YOU WON
THEN SOMEONE SAYS YOU LOSE
YOUR BONDS ONLY BREAK
WHEN IT'S WHAT YOU CHOOSE
LIKE STARING AT THE SUN
YOU CAN ONLY GO SO LONG
BUT DAMNED IF YOU HAVEN'T TRIED IT ANYWAY
GONE AGAIN, LEAVE ME FOR NOW
GONNA GET WORSE
LET THE MORNING SORT IT OUT

DID I BURN TOO BRIGHT?
DID I STEP OUT OF LINE AGAIN
THERE GOES YOUR MOUTH AGAIN
MOVING BUT I'M NOT HEARING
ANYTHING THAT'S COMING OUT
I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU'RE ABOUT
THINK I'LL HAVE ANOTHER DROP
DROWN THE WORLD BEFORE I POP

SPINNING IN CIRCLES
DON'T KNOW FORWARD FROM BACK
BARRELING DOWN
LIKE A TRAIN OFF THE TRACK
I WILL PISS ON YOUR PARADE
CRUSH YOUR CRUSADE
IT'S NOT OVER TILL THE LAST SHOT'S GONE

A FLOATER LEFT WITH PLEASURE IN THE EXECUTIVE WASHROOM


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SINGLE FILE LINES BORN BY DESIGN
WITH A BRASS RING SO DECEIVING
CHIPPED AWAY TO A STATUS CULT
WHERE INDIFFERENCE BREEDS CONTROL
AND THEN WITH TIME COMES "TOE THE LINE"
CHERISH THIS PRIDE MADE NUMB FROM FEELING
THE WE HAVE DENIAL
IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD

WILL WE DO ANYTHING FOR BREAD?

IF ANYTHING WE'VE EVER SAID
MEANS NOTHING NOW THAN IT NEVER DID
BELIEVE ME
THIS ISN'T WHAT WE WANT
THIS ISN'T WHAT WE NEED
THIS IS WHAT WE CAN AFFORD

WHERE ONCE THERE WAS A PAT ON THE BACK
IS NOW JUST A CRACK OF THE WHIP
WHERE ONCE THERE WAS A CELEBRATED COMING OF AGE
IS JUST A UNIFORM THAT DOESN'T FIT
WITNESS THIS MOST COMMON BREED
WHITTLED DOWN TO PROPERTY
AND KEEP ON SINGIN'
IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD

CELEBRATE THIS SORRY STATE
WITH ANECDOTES OF WHAT YOU HATE
AND TRY TO TAKE COMFORT IN THE FACT
THAT YOU'RE NOT ALONE

THIS ISN'T YOU
IT'S JUST WHAT YOU DO
DON'T MISTAKE THE IRONY OF CALLING IT A "LIVING"
IF YOU FEEL LIKE NO ONE
IF YOU FEEL LIKE NOTHING
YOU'VE ONLY BEEN TAKING WHAT THEY'RE GIVING

A JINGLE FOR THE PRODUCT


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THERE WERE TIMES WHEN WE RAISED OUR FITS TO THE WORLD
READY TO CRUSH OPPOSITION
AND THERE WERE TIMES WHEN WE LIED LIKE THIEVES IN DISGUISE
AND I'M REMEMBERING THOSE TIMES TOO

WE NEVER HAD A CHANCE BUT WE MADE OUR PLANS 'TIL THEY WERE BLOWN APART
WE WATCHED IT ALL CRASH AROUND OUR FEET AND MAN IT BROKE MY HEART
WE TOOK IT DAY BY DAY AND NEVER THOUGHT FOR ONCE THOSE DAYS WERE GONNA END
I GOT WHAT I WANTED WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT BUT I MISS MY FRIENDS

ACCIDENTS OR ACCUSATIONS I GOT MY FUCKING REASONS
AND EVEN HEARTS OF GOLD CAN OVERLOAD
WHEN THEY'VE LOST WHAT THEY BELIEVED IN
WHEN THE SEAMS START TO COME APART
IN THIS FRUSTRATION WE FIND OUR SALVATION

I'VE FALLEN FLAT ON MY FACE MORE THAN ONCE IN THIS RACE
IT DIDN'T STOP ME FROM TRYING
I DID MY BEST AT LEAST BUT I GET NO PEACE
WHEN I'M HOLDING THE SHORTEST STRAW

WE NEVER HAD A CHANCE BUT WE MADE OUR PLANS 'TIL THEY WERE BLOWN APART
WE WATCHED IT ALL CRASH AROUND OUR FEET AND MAN IT BROKE MY HEART
WE TOOK IT DAY BY DAY AND NEVER THOUGHT FOR ONCE THOSE DAYS WERE GONNA END
I GOT WHAT I WANTED WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT BUT I MISS MY FRIENDS

ACCIDENTS OR ACCUSATIONS I GOT MY FUCKING REASONS
AND EVEN HEARTS OF GOLD CAN OVERLOAD
WHEN THEY'VE LOST WHAT THEY BELIEVED IN
WHEN THE SEAMS START TO COME APART
IN THIS FRUSTRATION WE FIND OUR SALVATION [X3]

SEPARATE EVERYDAY A LITTLE MORE FROM THE THINGS WE START
WELL I WON'T FORGET MY PART [X2]
IN THE END WHAT YOU WANT IS MUCH DIFFERENT FROM WHAT YOU CHOOSE
YEAH, IT'S BIGGER THAN ME AND YOU
IT'S BIGGER THAN ME AND, THAN ME AND YOU.

A PYRE LAID FOR IMAGE AND FRAME

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WELL I'VE WATCHED THE WAY THAT TIME ERODES
ALL THE CHANCES FOR TAKING DIFFERENT ROADS
AND I STOOD THERE WAITING PATIENTLY
FOR SOMEONE TO CARE ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO ME
AND I FELT IN TIMES OF EMPTINESS
THAT I COULD RAISE UP BUT NEVER COULD EXPRESS
HOW FRAGILE ARE THESE HARMONIES
THAT ONCE YOU'RE WITHIN THEM
YOU CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT THEM

YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LIVE THIS LIFE AGAIN
MAYBE IT'S LESS THAN YOU WANTED
MAYBE IT STARTS WHEN YOU START LETTING GO
YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LIVE THIS LIFE AGAIN

WELL IT'S COMPLICATED EVERYWHERE
IT NEVER LETS UP, NO ONE IS EVER SPARED
STANDING ON THE EDGE OF CLIFFS
BEFORE YOU COULD FEEL IT YOU FUCKING SLIPPED
AND BEFORE MY LUNGS TAKE THEIR LAST BREATH
I GOTTA FACE UP TO WHAT I CAN'T ACCEPT
MY EXPECTATIONS ALWAYS FAIL ME
THE THINGS THAT I NEED
I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I WANTED

YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LIVE THIS LIFE AGAIN
MAYBE IT'S LESS THAN YOU WANTED
MAYBE IT STARTS WHEN YOU START LETTING GO
YOU'RE NEVER GONNA LIVE THIS LIFE AGAIN

WELL I CAN NOT RESIGN MYSELF TO LET IT ALL SLIP AWAY
SIT HERE AND BANG MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL
I HOPE TIME IS ALL I LOST ALONG THE WAY
ALL I LOST ALONG THE WAY [X3]

A SONG FOR HALF PINT TO DANCE ON HIS HAT TO.


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I'VE ROLLED MY EYES AS I'VE CLENCHED MY FISTS IN DEFIANCE OF A PARTY LINE
I'VE HUDDLED AS LOW AS THE SHADOW GOES AS I'VE MEASURED MY PATIENCE IN TIME
(WILL YOU COP OUT) LET'S DEBATE THE VALUE OF TIME
(WILL YOU SELL OUT) SHALL WE TALK OF YOURS AND MINE
(WILL YOU BURN OUT) SHALL WE JUST WAIT AND SEE HOW LONG IT TAKES ALL OF US TO TURN INTO A NOVELTY

YEAH PACK IT UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
YEAH LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER
OR CELEBRATE OUR DECORATIVE HOLES
NOT ME MOTHERFUCKER
RUN RUN RUN RUN
EAT SHIT CARPETBAGGER
YEAH PACK 'EM UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER

THEY SAY TICK-TOCK THIS GAME IS LOCKED I WOULDN'T HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
LIKE A 12-STEP PROGRAM FOR THE FASHIONABLY LAME, I'M O.K. YOU'RE O.K
(WE'RE NOT O.K.) CUT AWAY THE VIRUS FROM THE WHOLE
(WILL YOU SELL OUT) BRAVO TO THE STARING ROLE
(WILL YOU BURNOUT) SYMPATHIES TO HOPE FORLORN AND PRAY FOR THE STRENGTH OF THE PRESSURE TO KEEP THE FORM

YEAH PACK IT UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
YEAH LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER
OR CELEBRATE OUR DECORATIVE HOLES
NOT ME MOTHERFUCKER
RUN RUN RUN RUN
EAT SHIT CARPETBAGGER
YEAH PACK 'EM UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER

TURN YOUR HEAD AND CLAP MY FRIEND
GOOD TIMES ARE HERE TO STAY
TUNE YOUR SET TO THE DIRTY CHANNEL AND GIVE YOU VOICE AWAY

YEAH PACK IT UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
YEAH LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER
OR CELEBRATE OUR DECORATIVE HOLES
NOT ME MOTHERFUCKER
RUN RUN RUN RUN
EAT SHIT CARPETBAGGER
YEAH PACK 'EM UP GET 'EM RUNNIN' NOW
LYNCH 'EM UP CARPETBAGGER

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NEVER BEEN SAFE TO LIVE IN CONTRAST
THEY'RE PASSING OUT MUZZLES
WITH THE GAS MASKS
THIS ONE'S FOR YOU AND ALL YOU'VE DONE
AND WHAT WE WILL BECOME
WHEN THEY TEAR OUT YOUR THROAT
BECAUSE YOU'RE SINGING DIFFERENT NOTES

THEY CALL IT THE "NEW MACARTHYISM"
THE ONLY THING THAT'S NEW
IS THE NAME IT'S COMING FROM
JUST LEAVE YOUR OPINIONS AT THE DOOR
THEY'RE NOT WELCOME ANYMORE
EXTINGUISH THE LIGHT IN YOUR MIND SO THEY CAN GET SOME SLEEP

LESS IS NEVER MORE
HEAR THEM KNOCKING AT YOUR DOOR
TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM
BURY WHAT YOU THINK
SAVE YOURSELF NOW
LET IDEOLOGY SINK
HYPOCRISY SURROUNDS
SAY WHAT YOU WANT
DON'T SAY IT OUTLOUD

IT'S NOT AS SIMPLE AS THE LAST TIME
BUT EVERYBODY SUFFERS
WHEN WE ACCEPT THE PARTY LINE
SIMPLE ARGUMENTS
NOW ACCUSATIONS OF DISSENT
A STATEMENT OF FACT
NOW THERE'S NO CHANCE
TO TURN YOUR BACK

WALKING A TIGHT ROPE
SO CLOSE TO FALLING DOWN
YOU TAKE A WRONG STEP
YOU'RE TUMBLING TO THE GROUND
WE'VE LOST OUR SENSES
AND WE ARE FALLING DOWN

AMERICASPREMIERFAITHBASEDINITIATIVE


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THESE CANNON BALLS ARE CRASHING AROUND ME
I SEE THE WRITING ON THE FUCKING WALL
IT'S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR SO LONG
AND THE CHANGE IS COMING AT A CRAWL
I WENT TO BANG BANG YEAH YA GOT ME
WHEN THE LAST CHANCES SLIPPED AWAY
I CAN'T REST LIKE ALL THE OTHERS
TILL I'VE SAID ALL I CAN SAY

GHOSTS OF THE PAST, THEY HAUNT ME
I RECOGNIZE WHERE I WAS WRONG
AND I WAS PUTTING UP WITH ANGER
I DIDN'T KNOW WHERE IT BELONGED
THOUGH THIS CYNICISM STOPS US
FROM JOINING IN ON THE PARADE
DO YOU DARE TO TAKE YOUR CHANCES?
ARE YOU FEELING LUCKY TODAY?

IF WE'RE RIGHT, WE GOTTA FIGHT
YEAH WE CAN'T AFFORD TO GIVE IT AWAY
CAUSE IN THE WORST OF TIMES, THE BATTLE CRIES
JUST GOT LOST IN THE FRAY (HEY! HEY! HEY!)
FALL BACK, GET IT ON TRACK
YEAH FORGET ALL MISTAKES OF THE PAST
YOU KNOW IT'S GOTTEN SO BAD
THE TIME IS NOW TO SAY IT

THE FOG STARTED LIFTING SLOWLY
YOU SEE A LITTLE MORE EVERYDAY
WE'VE ALWAYS HAD THEIR NUMBERS
WE WERE SLEEPING, NOW WE'RE WIDE AWAKE
AND IT'S A NEVER ENDING STORY
THE MORE THAT WE GIVE THE LESS THAT WE GET
I HAVE ONLY ASKED FOR HONESTY
IN EXCHANGE FOR BLOOD AND SWEAT

IF WE'RE RIGHT, WE GOTTA FIGHT
YEAH WE CAN'T AFFORD TO GIVE IT AWAY
CAUSE IN THE WORST OF TIMES, THE BATTLE CRIES
JUST GOT LOST IN THE FRAY (HEY! HEY! HEY!)
FALL BACK, GET IT ON TRACK
YEAH FORGET ALL MISTAKES OF THE PAST
YOU KNOW IT'S GOTTEN SO BAD
THE TIME IS NOW TO SAY IT

IF WE'RE RIGHT, WE GOTTA FIGHT
YEAH WE CAN'T AFFORD TO GIVE IT AWAY
CAUSE IN THE WORST OF TIMES, THE BATTLE CRIES
JUST GOT LOST IN THE FRAY (HEY! HEY! HEY!)
FALL BACK, GET IT ON TRACK
YEAH FORGET ALL MISTAKES OF THE PAST
YOU KNOW IT'S GOTTEN SO BAD
THE TIME IS NOW TO SAY IT

AN AMERICAN BANNED


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FUCK THE BANKS I'VE HEARD THEM BUT THEN SOMEONE HAS TO CASH THIS CHECK
A THIRD GOES TO THE GOVERNMENT AND THEN HALF GOES DOWN TO RENT
AND THEN WHAT’S LEFT SEEMS LIKE A GIFT IT NEARLY BRINGS TEARS TO THESE EYES
CAUSE THERE’S FOLKS IN D.C. THAT SLEEP IN SATIN SHEETS AND SAY MY VALUE’S RECOGNIZED

COULD THIS BE THE FREEDOM THAT MY MOTHER SPOKE OF AT HOME?
DIDN’T LIFE GUARANTEE ME ANYTHING BESIDES OVERTIME FOR LOW-INTEREST LOANS?
I WANT TO TEAR THIS FUCKER DOWN

YOU KNOW IT SEEMS LIKE IT’S ALL “ISMS” NOW AND WHICH ONES YOU TAKE STOCK IN
BUT I CAN’T HELP THINKING THIS CHEATED FEELING’S UNIVERSAL WHEN WE’RE ALL CLOCKED IN
AND I WANT TO RAISE CAIN WHEN THE PATRIOTS SAY “TAKE PRIDE IN THE JOYS OF HOME“
I WONDER IF THEY THINK THEIR CONGRESSMEN KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO HAVE COLLECTION AGENTS ON THE PHONE

AM I ONE OF THE “TRAITORS” THAT MY BROTHER RAILED ON AT HOME?
CAUSE IF I AM THAN CHEERS TO THEM CAUSE AT LEAST I KNOW I’M NOT ALONE
I WANT TO TEAR THIS FUCKER DOWN

ARE YOU THE MOTHERFUCKER WITH THE BANANA?


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FILL THOSE GLASSES HIGH AND MAYBE WE CAN DROP OUT
FOR JUST A LITTLE WHILE A TEMPORARY COP OUT
I DON’T WANT TO WAIT UNTIL THE END
TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP

I’VE GOT NOTHING BUT A GLANCE AND A CROOKED SMILE
HOW MANY ARE THERE ON MY SIDE
TIRED OF RUNNING AWAY AND RUNNING OUT OF THINGS TO SAY
BLOODY KNUCKLE HANDS
MEASURING THE WILL AND THE LIFE SPAN

I STOOD SILENT ‘CAUSE THE WORDS WERE JUST SHOW
FEAR OF KNOWING THAT THERE’S MORE YOU DON’T KNOW
ENDS THAT COME FROM BEGINNINGS GONE WRONG
THE SHORT FUSE BURNING THAT’S BEEN LIT FOR TOO LONG

PUSH MY FEARS ASIDE, I’LL TAKE IT ON THE CHIN NOW
KILL THAT FOOLISH PRIDE AND ANSWER WITH A GRIN
I DON’T WANNA WAIT UNTIL WE’RE DEAD
TO FIND OUT HOW WE END UP

WATCH WHILE THE BIGGEST VOICES
(THEY’RE SAYING NOTHING NEW)
DROWN BY THEIR OWN CHOICES

WHAT COULD BE MORE BRAVE
THAN DANCING ON YOU OWN GRAVE

BITE THE CURB, BITE THE CURB


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JUST WHEN I THOUGHT MY WORK WAS DONE
YOU HAD TO GO AND PULL IT
JUST WHEN YOU THOUGHT YOUR LUCK HAD WON
I'VE GOT ANOTHER BULLET
MY HANDS ARE TIRED BUT I'VE GOT STRENGTH TO FIRE
AND EVERY TIME I WATCH THE TV. NEWS
I SHARPEN MY SWORD
AND EVERYTIME I’M WATCHING VIDEOS
THE LIST GROWS SOME MORE
BUT I'VE GOT SO MANY THINGS TO DO
I'LL LIGHT THE SPARK TAKE THE WORLD FROM THE DARK
EACH LAUGH IS ANOTHER BRUISE
EACH REMARK IS ANOTHER NOOSE
I'M GETTING PISSED NOW AND YOU MADE THE LIST
THINK OF ALL THE CEO'S THAT FORTUNE SMILED UPON
500 LITTLE MAGGOTS MAKE THE LIST A BIT TOO LONG
IN MY MIND I KNOW ALL THINGS IN GOOD TIME
TIME HAS COME AND I DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHERE TO START
I'VE GOT SO MANY NAMES BUT THAN YOU'RE SUCH AN EASY MARK
WHEN SUNDOWN COMES THE LIST WILL SHRINK BY ONE
I'LL LAY THE FART, TEAR THIS WHOLE WORLD APART

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DECEMBER DRAGS ON
IT'S THIRTY-ONE DAYS TOO LONG
THIS SILENCE IS KILLING ME
I FEAR IT WHEN I'M TRYIN' TO SLEEP

IT'S BEEN ONE THING THEN ANOTHER
TAKING ALL THE STRENGTH THAT I CAN MUSTER
NOT TO PULL THE PLUG
WHEN DID I RUN OUT OF LUCK?

WATCHING FOR THE DOUBLE-CROSS
I ALWAYS KNEW I WOULDN'T ESCAPE WITHOUT A SCRATCH
FELT MY FEET ON SOLID GROUND
UNTIL I SAW THOSE FINGERS
YOUR FINGERS
WERE CROSSED BEHIND YOUR BACK

DROWN THE PAIN WITH CHEAP CHAMPAGNE
AND WAKE ME WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO
I'M FAR TO FADED TO CELEBRATE IT
THIS CLOCK IS MOVING WAY TOO SLOW
ONE MORE YEAR LIKE THIS ONE
I COULD NEVER MAKE IT ON MY OWN

I SMOKED MY LAST CIGARETTE
I EMPTIED ANY BOTTLE THAT DARED CROSS MY PATH
LYING IN THIS SPINNING ROOM
I CONTEMPLATE THE REMNANTS OF MY LIFE
AND CURSE AWAY THE PAST

DROWN THE PAIN WITH CHEAP CHAMPAGNE
AND WAKE ME WHEN IT'S TIME TO GO
I'M FAR TO FADED TO CELEBRATE IT
THIS CLOCK IS MOVING WAY TOO SLOW
ONE MORE YEAR LIKE THIS ONE
I COULD NEVER MAKE IT ON MY OWN

I'D OFFER UP A SACRIFICE
IF I THOUGHT IT WOULD DO ANY GOOD THIS TIME
I RECOGNIZE THE PAIN I'VE CAUSED
BUT I CAN NOT PAY THESE CRIMES
I'M NOT SURE I EXPECT TO BE HERE NEW YEAR'S DAY

"CONTEMPLATE THIS ON THE TREE OF WOE."


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THESE OBVIOUS MANIPULATIONS
PREDICATED ON THE BASIS OF MORALS
THE UNSEEN EYES, SO CARELESS IN THEIR CALCULATIONS
FOREVER WASHING THE BLOOD FROM THEIR HANDS
WITH AN APPETITE INSATIABLE
FORCED DOWN YOUR THROAT, DEMAND YOUR FULL ATTENTION
FORGING THEIR WAY, NO SORROW, NO SENSE OF SHAME
EYES TO THE FLOOR
DIDN'T WE SEE THIS COMING?
FIVE BITTER YEARS, THIS LIE IS INDEFENSIBLE
COUNTLESS BITTER TEARS, AND MORE SHED EVERY DAY
BUT THERE'S A CHANGE COMING ON
WE GOTTA RIGHT THESE FUCKING WRONGS
THEY CAN COVER THEIR EARS
BUT WE WON'T STOP SCREAMING!

THE MIGHTY FALL, THIS CURTAIN'S COMING DOWN
SPUTTERING EXCUSES FOR THE MESS THEY BROUGHT US ALL
KEEP THEM INSIDE, MAYBE WE CAN BLOCK THE EXITS
HOW DO THEY LIVE WITH THIS BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS
WITH AN APPETITE INSATIABLE
FORCED DOWN YOUR THROAT, DEMAND YOUR FULL ATTENTION
FORGING THEIR WAY, NO SORROW, NO SENSE OF SHAME
EYES TO THE FLOOR
DIDN'T WE SEE THIS COMING?
FIVE BITTER YEARS, THIS LIE IS INDEFENSIBLE
COUNTLESS BITTER TEARS, AND MORE SHED EVERY DAY
BUT THERE'S A CHANGE COMING ON
WE GOTTA RIGHT THESE FUCKING WRONGS
THEY CAN COVER THEIR EARS
BUT WE WON'T STOP SCREAMING!

DID WE TURN AND LOOK THE OTHER WAY?
WHILE OUR FATES WERE SEALED AND PLANS WERE MADE
DID WE CHOOSE TO STOP THIS RUN-A-WAY TRAIN
AND IT JUST KEPT ON ROLLING

DECEPTION IS WHAT BROUGHT US HERE
NOW TRUTH WILL END THE FEAR
THIS CROSS ROAD LIES BEFORE US NOW
AND THE WORLD WATCHES OUR EVERY MOVE
WHILE WE CHOOSE WHICH WAY TO GO
WE STILL HAVE SO MUCH LEFT TO LOSE.

D4=PUTTING THE "F" BACK IN "ART"


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FORGIVE ME
FOR A SECOND I THOUGHT WE WERE EYE TO EYE
MY MISTAKE
I SHOULDN'T HAVE FAKED IT
AND NOW IT'S CHEERS TO A WASTE OF TIME
I DON'T REMEMBER ASKING YOUR PERMISSION
TO HAVE MY OWN GODDAMN OPINION
AND IF THIS IS HOW IT GOES
AT ALL OF YOUR SHOWS
PLEASE POINT ME TO THE EXIT
WHAT A CIRCUS OF CLWONS WE ARE
POLITICIANS COULD LEARN SOME TRICKS HERE
IT'S HARD TO SEE PAST ALL THE STARS
PLEASE POINT ME TO THE BEER
THIS ROUTINES BACK ON THE RISE
DROP A NAME AND CUT IT DOWN TO SIZE
CHECK OUT MY NEW DANCE
I CALL IT THE WALK AWAY


SINCE WHEN DID DRINKING AT THE BAR
FEEL LIKE A MEETING OF THE BOARD
LIKE CHARLATANS PATTING EACH OTHER'S BACK
IN A TAG-TEAM SALES ATTACK
PLEASE LET ME KNOW
WHEN THEY ALL GO
UNTIL THEN I'LL BE PRACTICING
THE WALK AWAY

DEFINE "LEARNING DISORDER"


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LISTEN UP, SIT UP STRAIGHT, THAT’S THE ONLY WAY YOU’LL GET A BREAK
SITTING STILL AIN’T SUCH A BITTER PILL FOR GOODNESS SAKE
FOR 12 YEARS AND IT WON’T BE THE LAST TIME
AND I SHAKE EVERY TIME THAT I THINK IT THROUGH
OBEDIENCE WAS THE GOLDEN RULE

AIM SO LOW THAT YOU CAN’T MISS YOUR MARK
AND YOU PLAY THE PART SO LONG
YOU FORGOT WHAT YOU ARE

HAD SOME FRIENDS, PLAYED IT STRAIGHT, IN THE END THEY STARTED TO RESIST
THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD IT NEARLY BROKE THEIR WRISTS
AND NOW THOSE WRISTS ARE SLIT
AND IT HURTS EVERY TIME THAT I THINK IT THROUGH
THAT WE LEARN TO EXPECT TO LOSE

AND CAN YOU WALK AWAY CAN YOU WALK ALONE
CAN YOU RAISE YOUR FIST AND STAND UP ON YOUR OWN
CAN’T LET THEM PULL THE STRINGS, THEY’VE HELD YOU WAY TOO LONG
CAN’T LET THEM TELL YOU WHAT TO THINK

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SOMETIMES IT'S SIMPLE THINGS THAT MAKE IT HARD
SPOILED BABY T'S WITH CREDIT CARDS
OVERTIME ALWAYS ON MY MIND
COULD HAVE BEENS EAT AWAY INSIDE NOW

PRAISE GOD AND PASS THE BOTTLE OF BEAM
BECAUSE TONIGHT I CAN'T SEEM TO SAY WHAT I MEAN
DON'T KNOW IF I WOULD, EVEN IF I COULD, AMEN

SOMEHOW THIS SEEMS LIKE BORROWED TIME
PAY IT NO MIND, EVERYTHING IS FINE
BUT SOMETIMES I'D RATHER HEAR LAUGHTER
WHILE THIS WHOLE PLACE DIED.

A JOHNNY JUMP-UP IS A LOVELY THING
A PINT OF CIDER AND SOME WHISKEY
I HAD FOUR DEAD INSIDE OF ME
JUST TO HEAR THIS JACKASS SING HIS LINE ABOUT
HOW HE USED TO HANG OUT SOMEWHERE "BACK IN THE DAY
KNOWING TERMS ONLY AN ASSHOLE WOULD SAY
SO I SAT THERE DRINKING MORE
THINKING ABOUT DRINKING MORE

NELSON ALGREN CAME TO ME
AND SAID CELEBRATE THE UGLY THINGS
THE BEAT UP SIDE OF WHAT THEY CALL PRIDE
COULD BE THE MEASURE OF THESE DAYS

GOD SAVE OTIS REDDING BECAUSE I KNOW HE'S NEVER GONE
AS SICK FALLS FROM THIS MOUTH HEAR ME SING IT WRONG
IS IT "CIGARETTES AND COFFEE" NOW OR DREAMS TO BE REMEMBERED
I'LL LEAVE REGRETS FOR DEAD AND SING ALONG

SO I'M REACHING FOR THE PHONE, I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE
I WANT TO GET SOME FRIENDS HERE TONIGHT
I GOT A BASEMENT FULL OF OOZE AND SOME BLUES TO LOSE
I'LL IGNORE THE WHOLE WORLD TONIGHT
IT WILL BE ALRIGHT

FARTS ARE JAZZ TO ASSHOLES


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I KIND OF FEEL I'VE LOST THE WORDS AND THE REASONS
I SIT AT HOME, DRINKING BY MYSELF
I GET A HEADACHE FROM THE THINGS I BELIEVE IN
THE SIMPLE TRUTHS CAN BE SO ABSOLUTE
I'LL TAKE MY CHANCES ON THE MORNING PAPER
A LITTLE BIT OF TWITCHING AND A WORKOUT MAYBE

I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY, IT'S NOT THE FIRST TIME
I DON'T CARE, SO DO YOUR WORST CUZ
I'VE GOT NOTHING TO SAY, GOT NOTHING TO SAY

FILE UNDER "ADULT URBAN CONTEMPORARY"


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WATCH THEM LAUGH UNASHAMED
WHEN THEY FEAR YOUR RIGHTS AWAY
THEY'RE COUNTING ON YOUR SILENCE
BROKEN DOWN BY WEIGHT
OF THE CLIMATE THEY CREATE
PSYCHOLOGICAL VIOLENCE
AND IT'S ALL FOR ONE
AND NONE FOR US
JUST PRETEND YOU DON'T SEE IT
TRY TO BLAME ONLY ONE
BUT ACCEPT THAT WE'VE BECOME
A SYSTEM THAT FEEDS IT

WE'VE TAKEN A BEATING
THE CROOKED ARM OF THE LAW
AUTHORITY OVER-REACHING
DIGNITY CRUSHED IN ITS CLAWS

TAKE A LOOK AROUND
WON'T BE LONG BEFORE YOU FOUND
BLATANT INTIMIDATION
AT THE HANDS OF A FEW
DECORATED ALL IN BLUE
THEY SUPPRESS THE ACCUSATIONS
KEEP YOUR HEAD BOWED DOWN
AND DON'T LOOK BACK
KEEP YOUR HANDS IN YOUR POCKETS
PEOPLE HAVE DIED FOR LESS THAN THAT
MADE ONE WRONG MOVE
THEY GOT IT IN THE BACK

THE MOMENT OF OUTRAGE
MATTERS NOT IN THE LEAST
A LITTLE SLAP ON THE WRIST
WELCOME TO THE BELLY OF THE BEAST

LITTLE MEN WITH LITTLE MINDS
LITTLE ROLES THAT THEY DEFINE
THESE THINGS ARE CONNECTED
TRUST THEM WITH POWER
WITHOUT THINKING TWICE
EVERY MAN HAS GOT A PRICE
DO YOU FEEL PROTECTED?
THE CHANCE IS TOO MUCH TO RESIST
TO HOLD ANOTHER UNDER YOUR FIST
I'D LIKE TO BELIEVE THAT
EACH TIME ANOTHER'S LOST SOMETHING IS GAINED
THE BLUE BECOMES A REDDISH STAIN
AND WE ARE REMINDED
OF WHO THEY REALLY ARE

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DID YOU HEAR THE LATEST ONE
ABOUT THE FOOTPRINTS ON YOUR BACK
ABOUT HOW THEY LIED
ABOUT HOW THEY STOLE
TO KEEP EACH OTHER IN THE BLACK

I REALLY WONDER WHEN IT ALL COMES DOWN
WHO WILL BE DANCING AT THE FINISH LINE
TEN TO ONE IT'LL BE THE ONES WITHOUT A SPINE
ONCE AGAIN THE TRUTH FADES INTO EXTINCTION
SHORT AND SWEET, THIS MIGHT BURN A LITTLE NOW
IT BURNS A LITTLE NOW

I'VE STOPPED LOOKING FOR THE MEDICINE
I'VE STOPPED THINKING IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN
IT'S ONE THING TO ACCEPT IT
ANOTHER THING TO LET IT CATCH YOU FROM BEHIND
TO SHAKE YOU DOWN
TO LIVE WITH IT
AND NOT MAKE A SOUND
I'VE STOPPED LOOKING FOR THE MEDICINE

I'M SO SICK THAT WE'RE SURPRISED
EVERYTIME WE'RE SHOWN THAT POWER CORRUPTS
THUMP OUR CHESTS AT THE MAN ON THE SCREEN
CURSING THE GREEN
TELL OURSELVES THAT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

ANOTHER DAY
ANOTHER DOLLAR
ANOTHER WAY TO LIVE WITH A LIFE SO INTOLERABLE

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IT'S LIKE PICKING UP THE PIECES IS A DAILY CHORE
THINKING OF YOUR TIME CARD FORMS A HABIT
WATCHING RICK FOLKS ON T.V.'S LIKE PICKING A SORE
FUCK IT ALL, THEY CAN HAVE IT
AND NOW I'M LOADED LIKE A GUN AGAIN
LIKE A PLAGUE OF LOCUSTS HEAVEN SENT
JUST A BALL OF DISSENSION WITH A DEATH PERCEPTION
I WON'T SWEAT THE DEFINITION OF CONTENT

THEY SAID "BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY" AND "LOOK OUT FOR #1"
I HEARD "ONLY PLAY THE CARDS YOUR SHOWN"
FUCK WHAT THEY SAY
IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYWAY
ONLY IN YOUR GRAVE ARE YOU ALONE

LIKE GROWN MEN STARING WITH LITTLE BOY'S EYES
AND ACTRESSES SPEAKING WITH CONVICTION
THESE PEOPLE SHOULD DEMAND A PULITZER PRIZE
FOR VARIOUS WORKS OF FICTION

"JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER"
AND "KEEP ONE EYE ON YOUR BACK"
I HEARD "ONLY PLAY THE CARDS YOUR SHOWN"
I SAY FUCK WHAT THEY SAY
IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYWAY
ONLY IN YOUR GRAVE ARE YOU ALONE

SO MANY PEOPLE WITH SO MUCH TO SHOW
ROTTING AWAY IN THEIR OWN LITTLE HOLES
ONE CAN ONLY WONDER WHY
I'LL CELEBRATE MY HOME
BUT KNOW THAT I'M NOT ALONE
ONLY FOOLS ARE "ALONG FOR THE RIDE"
IN THINK OF THE SIZE OF THE WORLD THAT'S RIGHT OUTSIDE
PLEASE DON'T WASTE IT TRYING TO HIDE

FRUITY PEBBLES "A SONG FOR FRANK"


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NOW IT'S 33RD & GRAND AGAIN
JOHNNY POWERS STANDS FAST AT HAND
WITH YOUR LAUGHTER ROLLING AROUND IN MY HEAD

IT BEGS WONDER OF WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN?
A WALKING AWAY OR A MESSAGE SENT?
WELL A MESSAGE WAS SENT

IT'S LIKE HAPPY HOUR'S COME AND GONE
BUT THE JUKEBOX KEEPS BARRELING ON
OLD 45'S WITH SKIPS IN THE SONG
Y'KNOW IT SOUNDS ALRIGHT
BUT SOMETIMES WHAT THEY SAY, IT'S TRUE
THERE'S REALLY ONLY SO MUCH ONE CAN GO THROUGH
SO I'M SAVING THIS SEAT FOR YOU
IN CASE YOU'RE HERE TONIGHT
BUT YOU'RE NOT HERE TONIGHT

FUCK THIS, SICK OF THINKING
RIGHT NOW IT'S TIME FOR DRINKING
YEAH, I KNOW YOU HEARD THAT RHYME BEFORE
I DON'T CARE, IT MEANS MORE
IT MEANS MORE RIGHT HERE
THIS FOG THAT'S SETTLED IN IS DENSE
IT'S HARD TO SHOOT THE BREEZE
IN THE PRESENT TENSE
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU MEANT
BUT YEAH, A MESSAGE WAS SENT

AND NOW LAST CALL'S COME AND GONE
AND THE JUKEBOX CLIPS THE FINAL SONG
BUT HERE I AM STILL SINGING ALONG
BECAUSE IT JUST FEELS RIGHT
AND THE SEAT THAT I SAVED IS STILL HERE
AND I CAN PICTURE YOUR FACE SO CLEAR
SINGING OFF-KEY INTO YOUR BEER
WITH ME, HERE TONIGHT
BUT YOU'RE NOT HERE TONIGHT

NOW I CURSE THE INCIDENTAL
THAT TURNS SO SENTIMENTAL
AS I HUM MY LITTLE TUNE TO THE NIGHT

CAUSE TONIGHT I GUESS I'M DRINKING ALONE

AND Y'KNOW I'D LIKE TO THINK
THAT, AGAIN, WE'LL SHARE A DRINK
I JUST GOT TO KNOW IT WONT BE TONIGHT

BUT TODAY I'M NOT DRINKING ALONE
YEAH, TODAY I'M NOT SINGING ALONE
I KNOW I'M NEVER MORE SINGING ALONE

FUCK YOU, MS. ROCHELLE


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HE WAS PREACHING AT THE BUS STOP, HE WAS DRUNK,
DRUNK ON MOUTHWASH, TALK SHIT
HE A FOR A CIGARETTE I GAVE HIM A MINT
A LADY ASKED WILL THE SIX SOON
HE ASKED HER IF SHED LIKE TO TAKE A TRIP TO THE MOON
HIS SARCASM REEKED OF LONELINESS

AND I KNOW I HATED HIM THROUGH THE SNOW I COULD SEE A REFLECTION
FRAGILE IS THE HELL WE MAKE FOR OURSELVES WHEN WE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT THE SPOTLIGHT’S ON.

HE WAS GETTING MORE OBNOXIOUS AND HE WOULDN’T QUIT
EVEN THOUGH OUR FACES READ YOU’RE FULL OF SHIT
AND THEN SHE SPLIT FOR ANOTHER STOP
HE WAS ASKING FOR A SMOKE AND HE WAS PISSED I SAID NO
HE MADE A FIST SO I PULLED OUT MY DICK “TRY SMOKING THIS”
SO SIMILAR IT WAS KILLING ME, SO FULL OF SHIT AT ONLY 15.

FRAGILE IS THE HELL WE MAKE FOR OURSELVES WHEN WE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT THE SPOTLIGHT’S ON.
HE WAS ME IN HIGH SCHOOL, A STEREO-TYPE, A WELL-TRAINED TOOL
BUT SINCE THEN I’VE LEARNED THAT ALL CLOWNS AREN’T FOOLS

BUT IF THE ME OF THEN COULD SEE ME NOW, I’M SURE HE WOULDN’T LISTEN UP ANYHOW
HE’D SAY “I KNEW YOU WHEN YOU USED TO MATTER”
BUT I’VE KNOWN HIM SINCE HE WASN’T SO EASILY FLATTERED

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SHE'S GOT A LITTLE BOOK
SHE THINKS IT TELLS THE TRUTH
EASY ANSWERS SO SIMPLE SHE CAN'T REFUSE
IT'S DISENGENOUS, JUST LIKE THE SMILE ON HER FACE
SOMEWHERE HERE THERE'S A MIND THAT HAS BEEN MISPLACED
TAKING THE EASY WAY ALWAYS GET YOU THROUGH THE DAY

HE'S GOT A BANK ACCOUNT
HE'S GOT A HOUSE IN THE HILLS
HE BURNS THE MIDNIGHT OIL, HE CAN'T GET OFF THE PILLS
HE'D GIVE IT ALL AWAY TO GET A LITTLE MORE
HE'S A BRIGHT EXTERIOR, AN EMPTY CORE
DOUBT IF HE'LL EVER SEE
THEY'RE BURNING HIM IN EFFIGY

LOSING YOURSELF IN THE PATH THAT YOU'VE TAKEN
YOU ARE NOTHING IF NOT VACANT
FILL YOURSELF UP JUST TO END UP MORE HOLLOW
FALL TO YOUR KNEES FOR THE FALSE THAT YOU FOLLOW

SHE'S GOT A CATALOG
IT'S FULL OF HOPES AND DREAMS
IT MAKES HER HATE HERSELF, IT'S WHAT SHE WANTS TO BE
SHE SPENDS MORE EVERY DAY, SHE WANTS THE FAIRY TALE
AND EVERYTIME SHE TRIES, AND EVERYTIMES SHE FAILS
SHE WALLOWS IN HER SHAME
NO ONE BUT HERSELF TO BLAME

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I’M LIVING SUMMER TIME
I’M NOT THINKING ABOUT THE DARK DAYS
I’M JUST BASKING IN THE SHINE
ONE FOR ALL AND ALL FOR ONE
NO ONE FIGHTING OVER CRUMBS,
TODAY IS BETTER THAN ANY DAY THAT’S COME BEFORE

AND IF THE RAIN BEGINS TO FALL
I WON’T FEEL IT AT ALL
LET’S LIVE IT LIKE WE MEAN IT
AND IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER IN OCTOBER
AND I HOPE THIS DAY IS NEVER OVER
AND IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER IN OCTOBER
TO ME

I TRY NOT TO COMPLICATE
I’VE TAKEN LIFE FOR GRANTED FOR FOREVER AND A DAY
LIKE IT WAS BROKEN FROM THE START
I HAD TO TEAR IT ALL APART
AND HOPE THE PIECES WOULD FIT BACK TOGETHER FINE

AND IF THE RAIN BEGINS TO FALL
I WON’T FEEL IT AT ALL
LET’S LIVE IT LIKE WE FUCKING MEAN IT

AND IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER IN OCTOBER
AND I HOPE THIS DAY IS NEVER OVER
AND IT FEELS LIKE SUMMER IN OCTOBER
TO ME

TIME WAS WASTED
WE’RE MOVING WAY TO SLOW
LET’S GO BEFORE WE’RE OLD
TIME DOESN’T WAIT FOR ME

TIME WAS WASTED
WE’RE MOVING WAY TO SLOW
LET’S GO CAUSE WE’RE NOT GETTING ANY YOUNGER
TIME DOESN’T WAIT FOR ME

TIME WAS WASTED
WE’RE MOVING WAY TO SLOW
LET’S GO BEFORE WE’RE OLD
TIME DOESN’T WAIT FOR ME

TIME WAS WASTED
WE’RE MOVING WAY TO SLOW
LET’S GO BEFORE WE’RE OLD
TIME DOESN’T WAIT FOR ME

HANDMADE HARD TIMES HANDED BACK


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I WAS JUST A KID WHEN I FOUND OUT HOW CRUEL THE WORLD COULD BE
FADED PICTURES FROM FORGOTTEN TIMES OF ENDLESS MISERY
I LIT A CANDLE BUT I COULD NOT KNOW WHY
WE DIDN'T TALK ABOUT IT ANYMORE, THE PAGE ALREADY TURNED
OF ALL THE THINGS THEY HAD TRIED TO TEACH
INDIFFERENCE IS WHAT I LEARNED
LIGHT A CANDLE AND YOU HAVE DONE ALL YOU CAN
WELL I'VE WATCHED AS BLIND EYES TURNED AWAY AGAIN
AND SEEN IRON WROUGHT CONVICTIONS AS THEY'VE BENT
WANT TO BELIEVE THAT IT'S NOT ON YOUR HANDS
SO EASY TO PRETEND THERE'S SOMEONE ELSE WHO GIVES A DAMN
SO EASY, BUT SO HARD TO FORGET

YOU CAN CHANGE THE CHANNEL BUT IT DOESN'T CHANGE THE END
IT LOOKS LIKE BUSINESS AS USUAL AGAIN

DROWNED IN OUR CULTURE OF "PEACE"
YOU TURN YOUR BACK TO THE "BEAST"
IT'S SO EASY TO DO
SO EASY

HE'S A SHITHEAD(YEAH, YEAH)


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THE BUS DRIVERS ARE ON STRIKE
HE HAD TO RIDE HIS BIKE AGAIN
I'M SORRY YOU'RE PISSED ABOUT THIS
HE'S JUST A CAMPUS COMMUNIST
YOU SEE SOMETIMES LIFE'S NOT CONVENIENT
THEY SAW A CHANGE TO TAKE POWER AND THEY SEIZED IT
MR. FAIR-WEATHER REVOLUTIONARY
IS THIS YOUR IDEA OF COMPASSION?
I THOUGHT "ONE AND ONE AND ONE" MADE REVOLUTIONS?
IF SOLIDARITY MEANS NOTHING NOW
THEN IT NEVER REALLY DID TO YOU ANYHOW, DICK.
HE SAYS THEY'RE ALL LAZY CUZ HE DOESN'T HAVE A CLUE
HE THINKS OF "THE WORKERS" AS JUST LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS
SO WHEN REAL LIFE HITS THE FAN HE WILL NOT RECOGNIZE THE STAND
AND SO IT'S BACK INTO HIS SHELTERED LITTLE WORLD
THEN HE MOANS AND HE GROANS CUZ THEY CHOSE TO FIGHT
I HOPE YOU FREEZE ON YOUR BIKE RIDING HOME TONIGHT
UNDERSTAND ALL "THESE PEOPLE" ARE SOMEONE
TRY READING SOME OF THE BOOKS YOU'RE QUOTING FROM
TRY CHECKING YOUR AGENDA JUST FOR SOMETHING TO DO
CUZ I THINK YOU MAY FIND THAT "THE MAN" JUST MIGHT BE YOU.

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SO YOU LIKE TO SING LIKE YOU KNOW EVERYTHING
WELL I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW I THINK YOU FUCKING DON’T
STANDING UP ON STAGE ACTING CRAZY AND HARD
WHILE WE ALL SAW YOU ARRIVING HAPPY IN YOUR MOTHERS CAR

HIGH AND MIGHTY, BARELY NINETEEN
WHAT GIVES YOU THE RIGHT TO TELL ME ANYTHING
YOU SAY YOU “SPILLED YOUR GUTS” AND ALL YOU GOT WAS OTHERS FLACK
COMPLIMENT YOURSELF AND SAY YOU’RE NEVER COMING BACK
YOU SPREAD YOUR WORD AROUND I HEARD IT ALL OVER TOWN
YOU SAY YOU’RE DEFYING AN” IN-CROWD” THAT’S DYING
NOW YOU SAY THAT YOU’VE DISCOVERED WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT
CAN’T WAIT TO GRAB THE MIKE AND LET YOU “PASSIONS FILTER OUT
OBNOXIOUS AT THE SHOWS, IN YOU BRAND NEW STYLIN’ CLOTHES
YET YOU SAY YOU’RE DEFYING , NOW I KNOW THAT YOU’RE LYING

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HIGH AND DRY YOU'VE GOT A HOLD OF THE FUCKING TRUTH
YOU'VE GOT NOTHING BUT A BLANK HAND DON'T YOU
IN THE END IT'S JUST A TIRED EXPLANATION AND
I CAN'T SIT STILL FOR THE DURATION
YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS RAISED TO THE SKY
I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME I BELIEVED YOUR WAYS
I LEARNED TO READ BETWEEN THE LINES
I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY
AND IT GETS WORSE BEFORE IT'S OVER AND
THERE'S NO TRUTH IN CLOUDS ABOVE, NO LUCK IN CLOVER
AND I DON'T BELIEVE THAT I'D HAVE IT ANY OTHER WAY
SUNDAY SCHOOL AT AGE 9 I THOUGHT I WAS ON THE WINNING TEAM
BECAUSE I WANED TO SEE IT, I WANTED TO NEED IT
IT WAS 9 YEARS OF HOLY SHIT AND I BELIEVED IT
YOU RAISED ME WITH MY HANDS BEHIND MY BACK
I GUESS THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I BROKE AWAY
I LEARNED TO DISREGARD THE LIES
I LEARNED TO QUESTION WHAT THEY SAY

I WON'T LOOK THROUGH YOUR LENS,
TAINTED BY INTOLERANCE AND BASED ON FALSE MORALITY
ALL IN THE NAME GREED

I COULDA BEEN A CONTENDER


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IN EVERY SINGLE WAY THIS CULTURE REEKS LIKE SHIT
FORCE FED ENOUGH EVERY DAY, ENOUGH TO CHOKE ON IT
YOU KNOW YOU'VE GOT NO VOICE AND EVERY TIME YOU'LL LOSE
WHO NEEDS A FREEDOM OF CHOICE WITHOUT A CHOICE NOT TO CHOOSE

TELEVISION’S ON, IT SINGS THE SAME OLD SONG
THERE’S NO ROOM LEFT FOR THE TRUTH
AND THE LEADERS CLAIM TO TRY, BUT THEY’VE ALL GOT SHIFTY EYES
WHEN YOU’RE ASKING FOR SOME PROOF

WITH OUR BACKS UP AGAINST THE WALL
IT'S GETTING CLEARER THAT WE'VE ALL GOT THINGS TO PROVE
IS THIS HOW IT HAS TO BE? TRUSTING FUTILITY,
WILL BE OUR NOOSE

GET IN OM THE JOKE, THE PROBLEM AIN’T THE SYSTEM’S BROKE
BUT THAT IT’S WORKING TOO WELL
WE FIGHT THE ONLY WAY WE CAN, MIDDLE FINGER TO THE MAN
LAUGHING ALL THE WAY YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
AND DON’T IT HAPPEN ALL THE TIME, WE CAST THE BALLOT THINKING
THINGS WILL CHANGE THIS TIME

POLITICIANS LIVE FOR DOLLAR SIGNS
THEIR CAREER CHOICES GOVERN OUR LIVES
I CAN’T TELL YOU WHAT IT’S NOT ABOUT
YOUR FUTURE, YOU CAUSE OR YOUR RIGHT

INQUIRING MINDS SHOULD READ A BOOK


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SO TIRED OF LOOKING AT THE FRONT PAGE,
WATCHING ACTORS ON THE NEWS.
AND I CAN’T STAND THIS ANYMORE, THIS CULTURE BECOME DEFORMED.
JUST LIKE A CHILD WITH A TOOTHACHE
WE TAKE OUR CANDY WITH A GRIN
BEFORE WE NOTICE THE DECAY
WE’RE DOUBLED OVER FROM THE PAIN,
AND SOME OF US STILL WANT MORE.
AND A MOMENT TO REFLECT.
NOW WATCH THE VULTURES HUNGRY EYES
FEED ON OUR LIVE,
TIL NOTHING ELSE REMAINS.
JUST A SHELL OF WHAT WE HAD
ANOTHER CRUEL INDIFFERENT FAD
AND NO ONE ELSE TO BLAME

TIMES TICKING ON THE WORTH OF A STRANGER
YEAH, I’M, WAITING ON THE NEXT ON TOO.
ENTERTAINED BY OTHERS MISERY
DO WE CARE? I DOUBT IT
CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT IT
WE LAUGH AS OTHERS LOSE

ITS' A FINE LINE BETWEEN A MONKEY AND A ROBOT


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SPEND A DAY TRYING TO SUM IT UP WITH ONE QUOTATION
SPEND A LIFETIME AS A MODEL OF THE PHRASE
MODERN MAN AUTOMATED TO WITHHOLD OUR THOUGHTS WITH HESITATION
LIFE OF REDUNDANCY WITH SINGLE MIND AND DOUBLE FACE
AND I GOT TO WONDER WHERE SUCH A SMALL MAN GOT SO MUCH HATE

GOT YOUR OWN OPINIONS BUT DON'T THROW THEM ON THE OPEN FLOOR
GET LOST IN REPUTATION AND DON'T WANT TO HEAR THEM ANYMORE
THOUSANDS OF US DEAD TODAY, THOUSANDS WENT UNFED TODAY
AND ALL WE TALK ABOUTS THE FUCKING WEATHER

GOT YOUR FINGERS IN YOUR EAR
BECAUSE YOU'VE HEARD IT ALL BEFORE
ROLL YOUR EYES AS IF THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY
HERE IT IS NOTHINGS CHANGING AND I THINK THAT'S SOMETHING
WE CAN NOT IGNORE

DISMISS YOU BOREDOM BECAUSE I WON'T BE WHAT YOU BECAME
LIFE'S SO HAPPY OVER THERE ON THE SIDELINES
AND THAT'S WHERE YOU'LL STAY
GOT OUR OWN OPINIONS BUT DON'T THROW THEM ON THE OPEN FLOOR
GET LOST IN REPETITION AND DON'T WANT TO HEAR THEM ANYMORE
THOUSANDS OF US DEAD TODAY, THOUSANDS WENT UNFED TODAY
AND ALL WE TALK ABOUT'S THE FUCKING WEATHER

AND I'LL KEEP SINGING THE SAME SONGS
I'M SORRY IF YOU'RE BORE NOW
BUT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND SPENDING LIFE IGNORING
THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STORY

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I ASKED WHY I WAS THERE AND MY ANSWER CAME IN TWO
YOU ARE A VICTIM OF A PREDATOR AND THIS TIME HE’LL GET HIS DUE
THE PRESSURE IT SWELLED IN MY BRAIN THERE WAS NOTHING I COULD DO
I WAS JUST AS MUCH A PRISONERS NOW ANOTHER WOULD BE TOO

AND THE TRUTH IS WHAT WE’VE TOLD YOU,
DON’T ANSWER, DON’T SPEAK UNTIL WE’VE SPOKEN
KEEP YOUR NECK UNDER THE YOKE

I KNEW THEN WHAT I HAD DONE BUT THE END I COULDN’T CHANGE
IT LEFT A HOLE IN ME AS BLACK AS NIGHT, JUST A PAWN IN THEIR CHARADE
AND THE LAST THING I WANTED TO DO WAS HAVE TO MEET HIM FACE TO FACE
SO MUCH EASIER TO WALK AWAY, TRY TO FORGET I’D BECOME WHAT I HATE

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KNOW YOUR PLACE
IT'S LIKE A VOICE
THAT WON'T GO AWAY
LIVE VICES WE HOLD TO TRADITION
LIKE CHILDREN NOT ALLOWED TO ACROSS THE STREET
STARVING FOR SOME RECOGNITION
WHERE WANT AND HONESTY MEET
NOTHING KNOWN CAN MATCH THE BITTER PAIN
OF KNOWING HAPPINESS IS JUST BEYOND THE REACH OF YOUR CHAIN
AND THE OVERWHELMING FEELING IT WILL BE THE SAME FOREVER

NOW HERE I'M LOOKING DOWN A HOLE AGAIN
TREATING DAMAGE AND DESPAIR LIKE THEY'RE LONG LOST FRIENDS
WITH NO REMEDY AT ALL
I'M JUST WAITING FOR THE FALL
STARING OUT THE WINDOW
LIKE WHAT'S OUTSIDE'S UNATTAINABLE

COVER ME WITH ROSES FOR THE FUNERAL PYRE
SHOOT THIS DASHING CARCASS OUT TO FUCKING SEA
I CAN'T WAIT, IN THIS STATE
THIS VOICE, THESE HANDS
DON'T FEEL LIKE THEY'RE REALLY
ME

I'M THE BLINDED WHO CAN FEEL THAT HE'S SURROUNDED BY WALLS
AND RELIEF IS VERY SELDOM CHEAP
NOW I THINK I'M GONNA SNAP
LIKE PREY IN A TRAP
WATCH AS DESPERATION TAKES A SEAT
FORGIVE ME MY TRESPASSES
LIKE I KNOW I'LL TRESPASS TONIGHT
DON'T WANT TO HEAR ANY VOICES AT ALL
EVEN IF THEY'RE SAYING I'M ALRIGHT

MEMORIES BEATING SOUNDLY ON THE BODY
CURSING WHAT'S LEFT OF THE SORRY SHELL
I'D GIVE ANYTHING TO MAKE THIS HEART STOP POUNDING
STARING OUT THE WINDOW
LIKE WHAT'S OUTSIDE'S UNATTAINABLE

NOW LIFE'S LIKE A B-MOVIE
THAT NO ONE WANTS TO SEE
HERE COMES THE ZOMBIE
PORTRAYING ME
WHAT WAS ONCE SO CRYSTAL CLEAR
IS NOW CRANKED PAST THE NORM
AND I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE

LAST COMMUNION


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WEIGHTED ALL THE EVIDENCE AND PASSED IT ON
TURNED AROUND AND LEFT IT SIGHT UNSEEN
THERE WAS NO CHANCE, THE CHAINS HELD WAY TO STRONG
TO FREE THE RESTRICTIONS OF YOUR OWN BELIEFS

WATCH THE OLD ONES
FIXED IN THEIR CONVICTIONS
STEADFAST IN THEIR GLORY
ENRAPTURED BY THEIR GLORY

AND AT THE END THAT’S ALL YOU’VE GOT
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE JUST WHAT YOU’RE NOT
UNTIL THE STORY’S OVER

YOU ARE SO DELICATE BUT BULLETPROOF
A LITTLE FICTION GOES A LONG LONG WAY
YOU ARE THE FIRST, THE LAST AND THE WALKING TRUTH
THE BLACK AND WHILE WHEN EVERYTHING IS GREY

WATCH THE OLD ONES
FIXED IN THEIR CONVICTIONS
STEADFAST IN THEIR GLORY
ENRAPTURED BY THEIR GLORY

NOW WE’RE SHOUTING BUT THE WORDS AREN’T TAKING HOLD
WE’RE LIVING BY THE RULES WE’RE FUCKING TOLD
AND WE ARE JUST A BARK WITHOUT A BITE
AND WE HAVE CHOSEN DARKNESS TO LIGHT

WAIT JUST A SECOND IT’S YOUR LAST CHANCE TO ACCEPT IT
YOU THOUGHT YOU CHANGED THE PROGRAM YOU STOOD AGAINST EACH OTHER AND THE BEST GOT THE BEST OF YOU
YOU HAD YOUR TIME AND YOU LET IT DIE
THE JOKES ALWAYS BEEN ON YOU.

LET THEM EAT THOMAS PAINE


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IT’S AS SIMPLE AS FEAR, AS DISTURBING AS HATE, IT’S A FRAGILE AS HUMILITY
IT’S THE WAY THAT WE DEAL WITH WHAT WE TRULY FEEL ABOUT EVERYTHING WE SEE
RALLY ROUND A CAGE, OR ACT YOUR AGE
LIKE THE OLD METHODS WE SCRATCHED FOREVER IN A PRISON WALL
WE KNOW WHAT WE CAN’T IGNORE BUT WE DON’T SEE TO CARE AT ALL
RALLY ROUND A CAGE, AND DON’T MAKE A FUSS
RALLY ROUND A CAGE, WHO AM I IF I’M NOT AWARE THAT I’M ONE OF US?
IT’S A QUESTION OF TRUST

RALLY ‘ROUND A CAGE, CRINGE AT THE PAPER THEN PLACE THE BLAME ON “THESE DAYS
AS IF WE DON’T KNOW WHAT WE’VE SEEN TILL WE VIEW IT ON THE BIG SCREEN A PRICE PAID IN FULL FOR THE CONSCIENCE THAT LIED
ALL THE BILLBOARDS IN THE WORLD CAN’T COVER OUR EYES
I DON’T UNDERSTAND

DON’T TREAD ON ME

BUT WE ACT LIKE WE DIDN’T KNOW, THEN KIDS SHOOT KIDS OR COMMUNITY DEFIES ITS ROLE
THEN OF COURSE IT’S EVERYONE’S FAULT EXCEPT ANYONE WE MIGHT KNOW
TELL ME ARE THE COLORS OF THE FLAG MUCH PRETTIES TO SEE
WHEN VIEWED FROM THE REQUISITE COMFORT OF THE KNEES
WE’RE THE LOYAL LITTLE CHORUS STILL SINGING OUT “PLEASE”
I CAN’T UNDERSTAND

DON’T TREAD ON ME

ONE LITTLE, TWO LITTLE, THREE LITTLE PINK SLIPS, FOUR
WHERE “FAMILY VALUES” ARE A VALUE MOST CAN’T AFFORD
RALLY ‘ROUND A CAGE, TO THE NEW HIT SONGS
RALLY ‘ROUND A CAGE, CALLED “HOW CAN WE BE WRONG“
RALLY ‘ROUND A CAGE C’MON DO THE GOOSE STEP TO A STATE-SUBSIDIZED SING-ALONG
WITH ONE SIDE YANKING A LINE CALLED DAMAGE CONTROL
WHILE GROANING CUZ THEY FELL THAT THE NATIONAL RAZOR WENT DULL

BUT THE OTHER IS A PLACE I CALL HOME
WHERE SOLIDARITY IS SELDOM SHOWN
WHERE TAXES PAID IS LIKE SPADE TO A DOG WITH A THRIFT-STORE BONE
THIS ISN’T ME, IT COULDN’T BE, THIS ISN’T ME
IT WILL NEVER BE.

LIKE EYE CONTACT IN AN ELEVATOR


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DON'T GET ME WRONG BUT I GOTTA BELIEVE
THERE'S SOMETHING GOING ON HERE THAT I CAN'T SEE
YOUR MOUTH'S MOVING, AND THE SOUND'S COMING OUT
BUT I DON'T HAVE A CLUE WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT

I CAN'T EXPLAIN HOW I AM THE ONE
WHO HAS TO SIT AND LISTEN WHILE YOU'RE FLAPPING YOUR GUM'S
THE MORE I PULL BACK, THE TIGHTER THE CHAIN
I'M GETTING DUMBER EVERY MINUTE BUT I CAN'T GET AWAY

PARALYZED FROM THE NECK UP [X2]

I KNOW THE WAY BUT I AM LOST
FORCING DOWN THESE EXPLOSIONS
OF BITTERNESS AND APATHY
I TRY HARD TO CARE BUT I JUST DON'T SUCCEED
FEIGNING A SMILE AND A KNOWING GLANCE
HOPE THESE EYES AREN'T BETRAYING
MY HEART WAS NEVER IN THIS FIGHT
I CLOSED ALL THE DOORS AND BLOCKED OUT ALL THE LIGHT

I GOT NO ENERGY TO HUMOR YOU NOW
IT'S TAKING ALL I GOT TO JUST NOT TURN AROUND
MY MIND'S TUNED OUT EVERY WORD THAT YOU SAID
I MAY STILL LOOK ALIVE BUT I'M AS GOOD AS DEAD

I CAN'T EXPLAIN HOW I AM THE ONE
WHO HAS TO SIT AND LISTEN WHILE YOU'RE FLAPPING YOUR GUM'S
THE MORE I PULL BACK, THE TIGHTER THE CHAIN
I'M GETTING DUMBER EVERY MINUTE BUT I CAN'T GET AWAY

PARALYZED FROM THE NECK UP [X2]

I KNOW THE WAY BUT I AM LOST
FORCING DOWN THESE EXPLOSIONS
OF BITTERNESS AND APATHY
I TRY HARD TO CARE BUT I JUST DON'T SUCCEED
FEIGNING A SMILE AND A KNOWING GLANCE
HOPE THESE EYES AREN'T BETRAYING
MY HEART WAS NEVER IN THIS FIGHT
I CLOSED ALL THE DOORS AND BLOCKED OUT ALL THE LIGHT

I CAN'T EXPLAIN HOW I AM THE ONE
WHO HAS TO SIT AND LISTEN WHILE YOU'RE FLAPPING YOUR GUM'S
THE MORE I PULL BACK, THE TIGHTER THE CHAIN
I'M GETTING DUMBER EVERY MINUTE BUT I CAN'T GET AWAY

PARALYZED FROM THE NECK UP [X4]

LIKE SPREWELLS IN A WHEELCHAIR


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NOT SO JUMPY NOW DOWNTOWN
NO TALK OF CONCERNS OR FEAR
WE'LL JUST HAND OVER ALL OUR TAX MONEY
AND BITCH ABOUT NOTHING BUT THE COST OF CABLE AND BEER
OH HOW EASY IT IS SOMETIMES
TO GET LOST IN THE PARTY LINES
ARE WE COPS OF THE FREE EVEN OVER SEAS
OR WILL THIS THEM AND US MENTALITY RUIN OUR EYES
THIS IS A MESSAGE FROM THE MALCONTENT
WE REFUSE TO BUY WE'RE HEAVEN SENT
WITH OUR GAMEFACE ON
WE WERE A U.N. NO SHOW-BULLIES FROM THE GET GO
THEN THEY HIT US WITH THIS LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT SHIT LIKE A DOG IN A CAGE TRAINED TO BEG THAN SIT
IF THAT'S HOW IT'S GONNA BE
I'M NOT CALLING THIS HOME

MINE'S A LITTLE VOICE
SHIT, I THOUGHT THAT WAS THE POINT
BORN FROM A FREEDOM NEVER REALIZED
WITH MANIFEST DESTINY KEPT LIKE A SIGN FROM THE SKIES
ALL AROUND THE WORLD
THEY'RE IGNORED AND PISSED
STARING BACK AT US
LIKE WE'RE SPOILED LITTLE KIDS
AND HOW HAVE WE PROVEN THEM WRONG
WITH HOLLYWOOD, POLICE STATES, EMBARGOS AND POP RADIO SONGS

WE'RE THE LAND OF THE FREE TRIAL MEMBERSHIP TO CRAP
WHERE ADULTS CAN'T FIND WORLD POWERS ON A MAP
WHERE LEADERS RUN FREE WITH ABSCONDED POWER
WHERE A FLAG COSTS MORE THAN YOU MAKE IN AN HOUR
WHERE I STAND WITH SO MANY BUT WE'RE TOLD WE'RE ALONE
WHERE I WORK FOR A LIVING BUT I NEVER FEEL AT HOME

MAXIMUM PISS AND VINEGAR


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I LAUGHED AT WHAT WAS SAID, I’D BEEN MISLED, CONFUSING MY ENEMIES
BLIND TRUST IN WHAT WAS PUT IN FRONT OF ME
YOU LAUGHED AS WELL, IN ON THE JOKE ALL POKERFACED
FINGERS CROSSED BEHIND YOUR BACK
EYES NOT BETRAYING HOW THE DECK WAS STACKED

AND I’D LIKE TO BE THE ONE TO WIPE THAT SMILE FROM YOUR FACE
TO LET YOU TASTE THE BITTERNESS THAT PASSING TIME HAS NOT ERASED
AND WHEN THE HOUSE OF CARDS YOU BUILT HAS FINALLY TOPPLED IN DECLINE
I HOPE THE PUNISHMENT AND PAIN WILL LAST A LIFETIME

YOU COAST ALONG YOU’RE SO DAMN SMART YOU THINK
BUT NOT QUITE INVISIBLE, YOU’RE IN MY EYE AND UNFORGIVABLE

CUZ I’M ONE STEP QUICKER THAN THE LAST MOTHERFUCKER
THAT YOU THOUGHT YOU GOT OVER ON BUT THEY COULDN’T WAIT AS LONG
TO SEE IT THROUGH
YOU’LL LET YOUR COMFORT GET THE BEST OF YOU

YOU’LL NEVER SEE IT COMING, OUT OF THE BLUE
LIKE IT WAS NOTHING, BUT YOU WILL KNOW YOUR SITUATION
BECAUSE THE END WAS YOU CREATION

MINIMUM WAGE IS A GATEWAY DRUG


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YEAH I'M STEALING CIGARETTES
SELLING THEM OFF TO FRIENDS FOR RENT
PLUS A PAY CHECK AND STILL IN DEBT?
I'M ASKING HOW COULD IT BE?!
I KNOW THEY KNOW I'M BENEATH THEM
EVEN HOMELESS ASSHOLES KNOW MY NAME
NOW IT'S "URBAN FLIGHT" OR CELL FOR THE NIGHT
Y'KNOW IT'S ALL THE SAME
ONE CAN TELL THEMSELVES
ABOUT WHEN "GOING GETS ROUGH"
DETERMINATION JUST AIN'T ENOUGH
WHEN YOUR OVER-TIME DEFINES YOUR LIFE

THIS AMERICAN ME! [X2]

TRADITION TELLS USE HOME OWN
BUT THE TIME CARD'S SAYING NO GO
NOW THE SUITS ARE TALKING FORECLOSE
FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA
TIME WAS A WAR TIME ECONOMY
WAS A SILVER LINING TO TRAGEDY
BUT EVEN THOSE WITH HOMES
ARE NOW THOSE ALONE
IN THE LAND OF THE FREE
I ASKED FOR NOTHING
AND I GOT IT IN SPADES
WORKED FOR A LIVING AND I EARNED A CAGE
THEY SAY I LOOK OLD FOR MY AGE

THIS AMERICAN ME! [X6]
(THIS AMERICAN!) [X12]

MOSH FOR JESUS


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A VAGUE EXPRESSION AND A SILENT MOTIVE
TO TAKE THIS SHITHOLE BY THE FUCKING THROAT
AND THEN IT'S ON OUR HANDS
AND THAT'S HOW THE NEW WORLD BEGAN
A PASSING PHRASE OF SILENT INDIGESTION
A MOLOTOV TO START THE CONFLAGRATION
TILL WE'VE LOST OUR VOICE WE'LL MAKE A JOYFUL NOISE
A PENNY FOR YOUR TREASON
IS WORTH A THOUSAND MORE OF HOLLOW FREEDOM
THE WORLD IS FEELING TWICE AS COLD TODAY
AND THERE'S NO MORE DISGUISING IT'S DECAY
ALL THIS SHIT I GOTTA BELIEVE IT WAS AN ACCIDENT
A RANDOM CHANCE
IGNORANCE, INTOLERANCE ABOUNDING
HOW COULD THIS BE A PART OF ANY GREATER PLAN
A NEW DISCUSSION OF AN AGE OLD QUESTION
AN AGE OLD METHOD TOWARDS A NEW DIRECTION
WHEN THE GOINGS TOUGH
WE'LL BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDS
BREAK THE FIST THAT ABUSES
BE THE VOICE OF TRUTH IN A WORLD SO TRUTHLESS
AND JUVENILE, A STAB IN THE BACK WITH A SMILE

MUSIC IS NONE OF MY BUSINESS


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WE ARE THE FORCE TO BRING ANOTHER DAY
WE ARE THE ORDER IN THE DISARRAY
WE ARE FORGIVENESS AND WE ARE LOVE
WE ARE THE SWORD AND WE ARE THE DOVE

AND IF THIS THING STOPS BREATHING
AND IF THIS THING BLEW UP TODAY
WE DID IT OUR WAY

THE CHAIN REACTION IS THE ONLY TRUTH
WE PUSH AND PULL BUT ALWAYS STAY IN PLACE
WE SET OUR COURSE NOW WE’RE JUST PASSING THROUGH
WE BREAD THE WORST AND THE WORST COMES TRUE

AND IF THIS THINGS STOPPED TURNING
WE WOULDN’T NOTICE ANYWAY
WE’LL FAN IT WHILE IT’S BURNING
THEN LOOK FOR SOPMEONE ELSE TO BLAME

WE’LL TAKE WHAT’S LEFT AND WE’LL SELL IT
AS LITTLE SOUVENIRS, OF WHAT BEFORE US HERE
YOU KNOW ONCE WE ‘VE DONE IT WE’LL DO IT AGAIN
IT STARTS ALL OVER SUSPICIOUS
AND AN EYE FOR AN EYE
WE NOTICE DIFFERENCE AND VANITY STARTS SETTING IN
THE ARROGANCE AND WE’RE ALL TO PRETTY TO DIE
WE ARE THE UP AND DOWN.

NEW PUNK FASHIONS FOR THE SPRING FORMAL


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THIS PLACE FEELS LIKE A CATALOG
I WONDER IF YOUR CLOSE-UP HAS TAKEN TOO LONG
WOULD YOU LIKE A SNAPSHOT TO SEND TO YOUR MOTHER BOY

I DON'T CARE
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW
IT'S NEVER BEEN A PART OF ME
JUST LIKE A JUNKIE FEARS THE LIGHT OF DAY
I WONDER IF IT'S JUST ANOTHER ROLE WE PLAY
LIKE A CELEBRITY ON MINIMUM WAGE
I NEVER UNDERSTOOD
NEVER THOUGHT I SHOULD
IT'S NEVER BEEN A PART OF ME

STILL HAVING NOTHING
AIN'T A FUCKING BLESSING
STILL IT AIN'T A CURSE THOUGH
CUZ I'VE KNOWN WORSE
SO I'LL JUST KEEP WEARING THIS OLD CROWN
I FOUND ON THE GROUND

THREE CHEERS FOR ANYTHING HOLDING US DOWN
WATCH AS THE AESTHETIC OVER-POWERS THE SOUND
SORT OF LIKE A MARTYR SO PROUD OF HIS PICTURE
I DON'T WANT TO KNOW
LET IT ALL GO
IT'S NEVER BEEN A PART OF ME

YOUR NEW FOUND DREAM IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE
AND I WONDER IF YOU EVEN KNOW
ARE YOU READY TO BE DAVEY
TO THE NEW GOLIATH
TAKING NOTES AT YOUR ALL-AGES SHOW
IT'S LIKE THE MARKETING DEPARTMENT
HAS FINALLY FIGURED OUT THAT "THE PIT"
CAN ALWAYS MAKE MORE ROOM
I'D LOVE TO SNEER AT THE CAMERA
FOR YOUR REVOLUTION
BUT I JUST CAN'T AFFORD THE
FUCKING COSTUME

ARE YOU SCARED TO GO OUTSIDE?
WILL IT CUT YOU DOWN TO SIZE
WHERE'S THE DO OR DIE?
IT'S STARING YOU IN THE EYE

NO VOICES IN THE SKY


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NOBODY GIVES A DAMN ABOUT ANYBODY ELSE,
THINK EVERYONE SHOULD FEEL THE WAY THEY FEEL THEMSELVES,
RICH MEN THINK THAT HAPPINESS IS A MILLION DOLLAR BILLS,
SO HOW COME HALF OF THEM O.D. ON SLEEPING PILLS,

EYE FOR EYE, TOOTH FOR TOOTH, YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN,
WHAT'S THE USE OF A CRY FOR HELP, IF NO ONE HEARS THE SCREAMS,
NO ONE HEARS THE SCREAM,
NO VOICES IN THE SKY, CONFUSION BLINDS THE EYE,
CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU WHEN YOU DIE,
NO VOICES IN THE SKY,

THE ONES WHO DEDICATE THE FLAGS TO MAKE YOU BRAVE,
THEY ALSO CONSECRATE THE HEADSTONE ON YOUR GRAVE,
RITUAL REMEMBRANCE WHEN NO ONE KNOWS YOUR NAME,
DON'T HELP A SINGLE WIDOW LEARN TO FIGHT THE PAIN,

POLITICIANS KISSING BABIES FOR GOOD LUCK,
T.V. PREACHERS SELL SALVATION FOR A BUCK,
YOU DON'T NEED NO GOLDEN CROSS, TO TELL YOU WRONG FROM RIGHT,
THE WORLD'S WORST MURDERERS WERE THOSE WHO SAW THE LIGHT.

EYE FOR EYE, TOOTH FOR TOOTH, YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN,
WHAT'S THE USE OF A CRY FOR HELP, IF NO ONE HEARS THE SCREAMS,
NO ONE HEARS THE SCREAM,
NO VOICES IN THE SKY, CONFUSION BLINDS THE EYE,
CAN'T TAKE IT WITH YOU WHEN YOU DIE,
NO VOICES IN THE SKY,

NOBEL STABBINGS!!


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YOU LIKE TO STAND ON THE OTHER SIDE
POINT AND LAUGH SO SELF-SATISFIED
LINES DRAWN SO PLAIN AND CLEAR TO YOU
SO PLAIN AND CLEAR THEY DISTORT YOUR VIEW
WON'T BE ASHAMED OF THE THINGS I'VE DONE
LIVE FOR MYSELF I CAN'T MARCH TO YOUR DRUM
YOU WERE LOST TO ME LONG AGO
TRIED TO GET PAST YOUR SELF RIGHTEOUSNESS
BUT YOU KEPT ME BELOW

I AM NOT UNFORGIVING
BUT I WON'T TAKE THE FALL
LET THE ASHES SURROUND US
I AM NOT GONNA CRAWL THROUGH
BROKEN GLASS AND RAZOR WIRE
I DON'T CARE IF YESTERDAY BURNS
STOKE UP THE FIRE

IT'S LIKE A SHOT WHEN YOU REALIZE
DESTROYING YOURSELF IS NOT A COMPROMISE
CUT OFF YOUR NOSE TO SPITE YOUR FACE
THERE ARE SOME THINGS IN LIFE
THAT TIME CAN'T ERASE, YOU KNOW
WE ALL CHOOSE PATHS THAT WE KNOW ARE WRONG
AND LIVE WITH OURSELVES
WHEN THE MEANING IS GONE
IT COULD BE YOU, ME, ANYONE
BUT I DON'T NEED TO FEEL ANOTHER'S UNDER MY THUMB

IN SPITE OF THE THINGS YOU'VE DON'E, YOU'RE LEFT WITH AN ARMY OF ONE
IN SPITE OF THE THINGS YOU DO, THERE'LL BE NO ONE LEFT THERE WITH YOU
IN SPITE OF THE THINGS YOU WANT, YOU WILL GET WHAT YOU'RE DUE

O.K. F.M. D.O.A.(A.K.A. THE BASEMENTS OF MINNEAPOLIS BURN TONIGHT)


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WITNESS A JADED TOWN
GOT SOME CHAMPAGNE FOR A FORTY OUNCE FROWN
I'VE WORKED MY THEORIES THROUGH
ALREADY HALF DEAD AND NOTHING MORE TO LOSE

FORGET NOW WHAT WE'VE GOT
AND ALL YOUR OLD STORIES CELEBRATING WOUNDS
I'VE HEARD ENOUGH OF "THOSE DAYS ARE GONE"
BECAUSE THERE'S NEVER TIME TO PLAY THE FOOL

COME ON, KILL THE LIGHTS WITH TROUBLE MAKE
COME ON, SMASH THE LIGHT AND CELEBRATE
LET'S TIE A YELLOW RIBBON AROUND OUR NECKS
OF THE MOTHERFUCKERS LIVING FOR THE GIVING IN
MOVE WITH THE ROGUE SET CHOKING OUT THE RADIO
A THOUSAND VOICES BOOMING OUT IN STEREO
FROM TOP TO BOTTOM KNOCK THEM DOWN LIKE DOMINOES

WHY WAKE UP IN THE PAST
WITH WELL-FRAMED PAGES FROM THE BOOK OF RULES
I'VE HEARD ENOUGH OF "WHERE WERE YOU THEN"
BECAUSE I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT COLLECTING DUES

I SAW IT COMING NOW IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME
FIRST YOU HAD D.I.Y. CHIP ON YOUR SHOULDER
THEN YOU GOT AN EGO FIFTY FANZINES WIDE
DON'T GIVE ME THOSE EYES
THAT CONFIDENCE YOU'RE SELLING I WON'T BUY
MAYBE THE COSTUME FITS
BUT THE SCRIPTS STILL SHIT

ODE TO THE NORTH AMERICAN SNAKE OIL


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WRONG OR RIGHT DON'T EXIST IN THIS LIGHT
THIS WORLD CANNOT EXIST WITH ONLY BLACK AND WHITE
HOW CAN YOU JUDGE WHAT YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND?
PRESENTED WITH TRUTH, REJECTED OUT OF HAND

I TRY TO RAISE MY MIND TO STOP THE RECOIL
THERE WILL COME A DAY THOUGH
SMASH YOUR FUCKING HALO
AND I WON'T BE THE ONE TO SAY WHAT'S WRONG OR RIGHT TO YOU
LEAD YOU TO THE RIVERSIDE
MAKE YOU DRINK UNTIL IT'S DRY [X2]

THREATENED BY LIVES OUTSIDE OF YOUR HANDS
DEMANDING RESPECT BUT REFUSE TO GIVE A CHANCE
GRASPING AT STRAWS TRYING TO BOLSTER YOUR FAITH
THE DOUBTS THAT YOU HAVE ARE SO PLAIN AND ON YOUR FACE

I TRY TO RAISE MY MIND TO STOP THE RECOIL
THERE WILL COME A DAY THOUGH
SMASH YOUR FUCKING HALO
AND I WON'T BE THE ONE TO SAY WHAT'S WRONG OR RIGHT FOR YOU
LEAD YOU TO THE RIVERSIDE
MAKE YOU DRINK UNTIL IT'S DRY [X2]

I TRY TO RAISE MY MIND TO STOP THE RECOIL
THERE WILL COME A DAY THOUGH
SMASH YOUR FUCKING HALO
AND I WON'T BE THE ONE TO SAY WHAT'S WRONG OR RIGHT FOR YOU
LEAD YOU TO THE RIVERSIDE
MAKE YOU DRINK UNTIL IT'S DRY [X2]

ONE TRICK PONY


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STANDING WITH YOU HEAD SO HIGH
YOU KNOW THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT YOU
BET YOU STARTED TO THINK IT COULDN’T GO ON WITHOUT YOU
MAYBE THINGS LOOK DIFFERENT TO ME
MAYBE I DON’T KNOW SHIT BUT I JUST CAN’T SEE
HOW THE WORLDS SUCH A BORING PLACE WHEN IT’S SPINNING AROUND YOU
ALWAYS LOOK SO TRAGICALLY HIP HOW CAN YOU STAND IT?
I SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR DISGUISE
YOU KNOW I KNOW THAT YOU PLANNED IT
PROVING WHAT I ALREADY KNOW
DUMMER THAN A STICK BUT YOU GOT COOL CLOTHES
PRETENDING THAT YOU WORKED SO HARD FOR THE THINGS YOU WERE HANDED

YOU'RE DROPPING NAMES I DON'T WANNA KNOW
GO TO THE SHOWS JUST TO FLAUNT YOUR CLOTHES
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT PLACES I'D NEVER GO
I'M JUST A PERSON, YOU ARE THE HIPSTER
AND YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND IT'S LIKE OIL AND WATER
WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME ALONE
I KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND I'M GONNA WATCH MY BACK

TRYING TO LOOK DISSATISFIED WHILE CONTROVERSERY SURROUNDS YOU
ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT YOURSELF SO PEOPLE KNOW THEY’RE BELOW YOU
KISSING ASS FOR ASS-KISSING’S SAKE
THEN YOU COMPLAIN THAT THE WORLD’S SO FAKE
REBELLION MEANS MUCH MORE THAN FUCKING THRIFT-STORE SHOES

SAW YOU YESTERDAY AT A SHOW AND IT SEEMED SO FUNNY,
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE SO “IN THE KNOW”
ALWAYS TALKING ABOUT THE HIPSTERS AT YOUR HOME
BUT WE’RE ALL BETTING SMOKES THAT YOU’LL LEAVE ALONE

OPEN AND SHUT


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I WATCHED THE WAY YOU HUNG YOUR HEAD IN SHAME
WHAT WERE YOU THINKING WHEN YOU TOOK THE BAIT
COULDN’T SEE QUITE CLEARLY THROUGH THOSE STARS IN YOU EYES
YOU BURNT YOUR FINGERS ON THE PRIZE

YOU’RE ON THE SPOT NOW, WHY AREN’T YOU ANSWERING
I CAN REMEMBER WHEN WE FOUGHT THE SAME THINGS
IT’S OPEN AND SHUT NOW, CONSOLE YOURSELF SOMEHOW

I LEARNED SO MUCH THAT AFTERNOON
WE TALKED AS SMOKE FILLED UP THE ROOM
FOUND OUT THAT YOU HAVE LIVES A LIE
CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT, GROWN APART, CHANGE OF HEART
BUT I KNEW I COULDN’T RECOGNIZE YOU ANYMORE

OUR SCIENCE IS TIGHT


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NOW IT’S TIME
IT’S TIME TO WRECK THIS PLACE
IT’S TIME TO LAUGH
FUCK SAVING FACE
THE ONLY THING I WANT TO SAVE IN THE IMAGE ON YOUR FACE
WHEN I SHOW UP AT YOUR PROM WITH GHOST OF LESTER BANGS
THEY YELL FOR “ROCK”!
AND IT’S A FUNNY THING
SO DID YOUR DAD
DOES THAT TELL YOU ANYTHING
AS WE HUDDLE AROUND OUR RELIC HOPING FOR NEW WAYS TO SELL IT
BUT, ONCE IT HELPS YOU TO GET LAID DO YOU HAVE TO HELP TO KILL IT?

WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU
WHERE DID YOU COME FROM
IS THIS THE WAY THINGS SHOULD BE
OR JUST A FEAST OF CRUMBS

SO YOU COLOR US THE ASSHOLES
AS YOU GRIPE ABOUT THIS SCENE
CELEBRATING ARCHAIC HASSLES
CALLING IT VALIDITY
HOLD OLD PHOTOS TO A LIGHTER
MAKE THE COLORS STAND OUT BRIGHTER
AS YOU THINK OF TIME YOU DIDN’T WONDER “WHY”
AND IT SEEMED TO MAKE THE DIFFERENCE
MAKE THE COLORS STAND OUT BRIGHTER

EVERYTHING WE DO IS LIKE A CONTRIBUTION
A NEW PERSPECTIVE TO BE HEARD
AND WHEN ONE RUNS OUT THINKS TO SAY
MAYBE THEY SHOULD STOP

PARISHILTONISAMETAPHOR


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PRIMED SO METICULOUS, STRIPPED DOWN TO THE NUCLEUS
OF EVERYTHING THAT SICKENED ME
BEFORE I STARTED VIEWING THIS
I'VE READ IT IN THE GLAZE PAINTED VACANT GAZE
OF THIS SHELL OF A HUMAN BEFORE ME
WE THANK THE LORD FOR THE EGO
AFFORDED THE SHALLOW NOW

SUCH HANDSOME PROPAGANDA
TRULY BUSINESS ACCUSED OF SHOW
AND THEY'RE CUING THE APPLAUSE SIGN NOW
PRETTY LITTLE CASUALTIES
IN TEMPORARY TRAGEDIES
BORN FROM THE SAME PLACE, SELF-DOUBT GROWS
COLD AND HOLLOW, RED CARPET READY POSE
BUT AROUND HERE "DIVA" AIN'T MUCH OF A COMPLEMENT

CELEBRATE THE DISCERNING
DON'T QUESTION WHAT YOU'RE LEARNING
CRANKS THE VIOLIN 'CAUSE ROME IS FUCKING BURNING NOW
CULTURE SHOWN IN EFFIGY
PRESENTED AS "CELEBRITY"
LIKE TINY BOXES CRYING OUT "BELIEVE ME!"
BUT CAREFUL THERE, HONEY
CAUSE YOUR ROOTS ARE SHOWING NOW

SUCH HANDSOME PROPAGANDA
TRULY BUSINESS ACCUSED OF SHOW
AND THEY'RE CUING THE APPLAUSE SIGN NOW
PRETTY LITTLE CASUALTIES
IN TEMPORARY TRAGEDIES
BORN FROM THE SAME PLACE, SELF-DOUBT GROWS
COLD AND HOLLOW, RED CARPET READY POSE
BUT AROUND HERE "DIVA" AIN'T MUCH OF A COMPLEMENT

WHAT A CHERISHED MYTH OF MARKETING
PROPAGANDA WITH COMPLECTION SO CLEAR
TOMORROWS INSECURITIES PLAYFULLY DRAPED
IN THE SECOND-HAND STYLES OF NEXT YEAR
AND IT'S SO HARD TO LOOK AWAY
ALTHOUGH SOMEHOW HARDER YET TO STARE
THESE PICTURE PERFECT PAWNS ARE SALESMEN NOW
LIKE CARPETBAGGERS SHILLING THEIR WARES
AND IN REALITY I REALLY DON'T CARE
CAUSE ASSHOLE'S A FASHION THAT I NEVER COULD AFFORD TO WEAR.

PORTRAIT OF AN ARTIST AS A FUCKING ASSHOLE


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COULD THIS BE THE END? ALERT THE MEDIA
HOLLER OUT MESSAGE SENT, AND PASS THE BOTTLE NOW
I'LL WRECK TODAY NOT UNLIKE THE WAY YOU SAW ME YESTERDAY
I'LL WRECK TODAY AND DOUBLE OVER LAUGHING WITH PAIN

CHECK THOSE FEARS AT THE DOOR AND HANG AROUND A WHILE
I'LL LOSE THIS HEART FORM MY SLEEVE JUST TO SEE WHAT BURNS
IS THIS A QUESTION OF WHAT FELL OR JUST A STATEMENT OF WHAT SELLS
AND CAN ANYONE REALLY SAY THERE’S NO FREE DRINKS IN HELL
I'M NEITHER A POET NOR A BABY SITTER
BUT I GOT A GUITAR AND A WAY TO KILL AN HOUR NOW
I GOT NO PITY FOR THE FOOLS WHO BROKE THEIR EYES
TRYING TO BREAK A WHOLE CULTURE DOWN TO SIZE
I'LL LOSE THIS HEART FORM MY SLEEVE JUST TO SEE WHAT BURNS
IS THIS A QUESTION OF WHAT FELL OR JUST A STATEMENT OF WHAT SELLS
AND CAN ANYONE REALLY SAY THERE’S NO FREE DRINKS IN HELL
THIS NATIONS CHEMISTRY, IT'S BIGGER THAN YOU AND ME
WHILE FIGHTING FOR CONTROL NOW HAVE WE LOST TOUCH WITH WHO WE ARE
DO YOU LOVE TELLING YOUR WAR STORIES WHILE HIDING YOUR SCARS?

Q, HOW MANY PUNKS DOES IT TAKE TO CHANGE A LIGHT BULB?


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CHECK THAT WRITING ON THE WALL
IT’S BEEN THERE ALL ALONG BIT WE PAID NO ATTENTION
PACKAGED DISSENT FOR ALL
SO EAGER TO BUY IN BUT NEVER QUESTIONED INTENTIONS
A CHANGE OF APPEARANCE, NOTHING MORE THAT ADHERENCE
THE NEW YOU’S LOOKING STRANGELY LIKE THE OLD
I GUESS THAT THE MORE THINGS CHANGE THE MORE THEY STAY THE SAME

ALL THE KIDS SO SATISFIED TO SHUT THEIR EYES
AND SHED THEIR SKINS

SINGING ALONG WITH ALL YOUR BREATH
NO SOUNDS COMES OUT CRUZ THESES JUST WIND BEHIND IT
SWALLOW BUT YOU DON’T DIGEST
YOU’VE HEARD IT ALL ONCE AND DON’T LIKE TO BE REMINDED

NOT GOING TO GLORIFY THE PAST, IT WAS THE SAME
WE FELT LIKE THE FIRE COULDN’T BE THE CONTAINED
AND IT WAS YOU AND ME AGAINST THE WORLD
BUT WE WERE ALREADY EATING OUT OF THEIR HANDS

RIPPLE IN THE STILL


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SALLY MACLENNANE


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JIMMY PLANNED HARMONICA IN THE PUB WHERE I WAS BORN
HE PLAYED IT FROM THE NIGHT TIME TO THE PEACEFUL EARLY MORN
HE SOOTHED THE SOULS OF PSYCHOS AND THE MEN WHO HAD THE HORN
AND THEY ALL LOOKED VERY HAPPY IN THE MORNING

BUT JIMMY DIDN’T LIKE HIS PLACE IN THIS WORLD OF OURS
WHERE THE ELEPHANT MAN BROKE STRONG MEN’S NECKS
AMD HAD TOO MANY POWERS
SO SAD TO SEE THE GRIEVING OF THE PEOPLE THAT I’M LEAVING
AND HE TOOK THE ROAD FOR GOD KNOWS IN THE MORNING

WE WALKED HIM TO THE STATION IN THE RAIN
WE KISSED HIM AS WE PUT HIM ON THE TRAIN
THEN WE SAND HIM A SONG OF TIDES LONG
BUT WE KNEW THAT WE’D BE SEEING HIM AGAIN
I’M SAD TO SAY I MUST BE ON MY WAY
SO BUY ME BEER OR WHISKEY CUZ I’M GOING FAR AWAY
I’D LIKE TO SAY I’LL BE RETURNING WHEN I CAN
TO THE GREATEST LITTLE BOOZER AND TO SALLY MACLENNANE

SELLTHEHOUSESELLTHECARSELLTHEKIDSFORGETITI'MNEVERCOMINGBACKFORGETIT


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I'VE LOST MORE SLEEP THAN I CAN SAY
AND BLURRED THE LINES BETWEEN THE DAYS
POUR MYSELF ANOTHER CUP
PUT ONE OUT LIGHT ANOTHER UP
MY MIND'S STOPPED MAKING ANY SENSE
I'VE LOST TRACK OF THE PRESENT TENSE
DON'T WANNA LEAVE, DON'T WANNA STAY
I'D KILL TO BRING BACK YESTERDAY
FOLDED UP AND LEFT FOR DAD
THE THINGS I WISH I WOULD'VE SAID
THE TIMES I SHOULD'VE TURNED AND RUN
BUT THE DAMAGE WAS ALREADY DONE
AND I DUG MYSELF A DEEPER HOLE
RAKED MYSELF OVER THE COALS
REASON BRINGS REDEMPTION
BUT REDEMPTION WON'T BE MIND

SUPPRESSED MY FRUSTATION
BUT IT RETURNED
LOST IN THE TRANSLATION
I'M NOT CONCERNED
SMOKE 'EM IF YOU GOT 'EM
CAUSE WE'RE NEVER GONNA LEARN
AND DANCE UPON THE ASHES OF THIS WORLD

GOT HOURS MORE AND MILES TO GO
I FEEL THE CLOCK BEGIN TO SLOW
PLAY THE HAND THAT I WAS DEALT
BY THE ENEMY THAT IS MYSELF
IF I DON'T GET OUT FROM UNDER THIS
I MIGHT NEVER KNOW WHAT I FUCKING MISSED
I'M AT THE BREAKING POINT
BUT DON'T KNOW WHERE TO DRAW THE LINE

I'M TICKING LIKE A FUCKING BOMB
HAD THE BEST OF INTENTIONS
MY RESOLVE OUTLASTS MY APPREHENSIONS
WON'T BE THE FIRST TIME
NOT GONNA BE THE LAST
I LOOKED AHEAD THROUGH BLEARY EYES
AND WONDERED WHAT WAS LEFT
WONDERED WILL I PASS THE TEST

I'VE LOST MYSELF AND FOUND MYSELF
AND THEN I LOST IT ALL AGAIN

IT COMES DOWN TO ME IN THE END
THE MORE I KNOW
THE LESS I COMPREHEND
IT COMES DOWN TO ME IN THE END

SHINEY THINGS IS GOOD


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BELOW SOMETIMES YOU CAN FEEL THE RUG PULLED FROM
BELOW YOUR FEET IT’S LIKE ONE MINUTE YOU’RE LIKE A ROCK STANDING STRONG AND THE NEXT YOU‘RE BEAT
IT’S NOT UP TO YOU, SOMETHING ALWAYS THERE, WORKING BEHIND THE SCENES
INVISIBLE HANDS HANDCUFFING AND LAST CHANCE BLUFFING, FEEDING THEIR GREED

PACIFIED REASON. IT’S ADDING UP TO TREASON. WE ARE YOUR SLAP IN THE FACE NOW
THE SON’S WHO’VE BEEN CAST OUT
SLIP UNDER THE WIRE, OUR SPARK IGNITES THE FIRE
IT’S ALL SMOKE AND MIRRORS AND A TRANSPARENT TRUTH
HOLD IT UP BUT DON’T TRUST IT
IT’S ALL A HOODWINK DISAPPEARING INK ON THE PAGE
BUILT YOU UP AND THEN CRUSHED IT

IT’S ALL A BAIT AND SWITCH, A BLINDFOLD THAT WE MUST WEAR
A PROMISE OF A LIFE SO REAL SO CLOSE YOU CAN GRAB IT BUT IT’S THIN AS AIR
EACH AND EVERY ONE GETS A DAY IN THE SUN AND YOU JUST MIGHT GET ONE TOO
IF YOU JUST BELIEVE WHAT THEY’RE TELLING AND BUY WHAT THEY’RE SELLING
IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU

YOU GIVE IT ALL GET NOTHING BACK
JUST TRYING TO KEEP YOUR HEAD INTACT
YOU’RE JUST A SHAPE WITHOUT A SOUL
YOU GRIND ALONG UNTIL YOU DIE
YOUR MEANING COMES FROM WHAT YOU BUY
SPEND YU LIFE IN THE DARK, END IT WITH A QUESTION MARK.

SHOTGUN CONFESSIONAL


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I GUESS I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE, YOU WERE LOOKING FOR A FIGHT TONIGHT
HOW CAN I EXPLAIN MY SITUATION, CONVEY ALL THE FRUSTRATION
WHEN CONFUSION AND CONTRADICTIONS ALL I FIND

I GOTTA KNOW, IF I MAY BE SO BOLD
ARE THERE THINGS YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW?
AND I CAN'T STAND IT WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME THAT WAY
IT'S LIKE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR A WORD I SAY.

I GUESS THE TIME HAS COME AND GONE
FOR ME TO GIVE A FUCK ABOUT RIGHT OR WRONG
WHY SHOULD I JUSTIFY MY ACTIONS TO NARROW-MINDED FRACTIONS
WHY CARE, WHY TRY, WHY WASTE THE TIME?

I GOTTA KNOW, IF I MAY BE SO BOLD
ARE THERE THINGS YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW?
AND I CAN'T STAND IT WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME THAT WAY
IT'S LIKE YOU DON'T WANT TO HEAR A WORD I SAY.

WILL THE BARRIERS BREAKDOWN? CAUSE I’M HOPING THAT YOU’LL COME AROUND
MISCOMMUNICATION CONFOUNDS THE MEANING’S INSIDE
THERE’LL ALWAYS BE A NEW CROWD OF FINGER POINTING BIG MOUTHS
YOU MAY BE ONE OF THEM NOW, BUT THEY’LL DEVOUR YOU IN TIME.

SHUT YOUR TRAP(A SONG FOR JAKE)


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I KNOW IT’S HARD TO BELIEVE BUT PART OF ME WAS SCARED TO LEAVE
THEY WERE SO CONCERNED WITH WHAT I DESERVED
THEY NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT WHAT I’D NEED
AND I KNOW MY FRIENDS FROM HIGH SCHOOL
ARE DROPPING MY NAME BECAUSE THEY THINK IT’S SO COOL
THAT IM CAUGHT IN A CAGE MATCH RUN BY THE STATE
WITH MIDDLE-AGED MEN WHISPERING SOFTLY ABOUT RAPE
WHERE DOES THIS LEAVE ME, WHERE SHOULD I GO
TRAPPED WITH WORSE EVILS THAN I’VE EVER KNOWN
THINK OF WHAT YOU HAD SEEN WHEN YOU WERE 16
THAN THINK OF ME
NOW I’M JUST A GUY WHO’S GOT HALF HIS TIME TO GO
IF GOOD BEHAVIOR MEANS A TWO-YEAR SHOW
OTHER CONS ARE TALKING ABOUT ME NOW THEY CALL ME THE KID
AND THE JUDGE WHO SENT ME UP MADE A GOOD IMPRESSION
FOR THE NEXT ELECTION
BUT WHAT THE MEDIA WON’T SAY IS EVEN WITH MY FREEDOM
I STILL WOULDN’T BE OLD ENOUGH TO VOTE AGAINST HIM
SOME NIGHTS ALL I COULD DO WAS SIT AND CRY
IS THIS WHAT THEY WANT OR DO THEY WANT ME TO DIE?
IF THAT’S THE CASE, SPARK UP THE CHAIR, TAPE UP MY FACE
KILL ME RIGHT HERE, BECAUSE I CAN’T TAKE THIS LIVING IN FEAR
AND WHAT I’M GETTING OUT OF THIS HAS NEVER MAD IT SELF CLEAR
AS A FREE MAN I HAD TO FIGHT WHAT THEY TAUGHT ME
PARANOIA AND CONSTANT BIGOTRY
A MIND-SET DESIGNED AND PROVIDED JUST TO HOLD ME DOWN
WHERE RESPECT CAME ONLY THROUGH INTIMIDATION
SO I’M ALWAYS EXPECTING A CONFRONTATION
APPARENTLY THIS IS WHAT THEY CALL REHABILITATION.

SMELLS LIKE OK SODA


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YEAH, THEY GOT IT PRETTY GOOD
FIND AN ANGLE AND ATTACK, MAN, “IMAGE IS EVERYTHING”
MAKE ‘EM BUY IT LIKE THEY SHOULD
SPEND SOME MONEY ON A WHIM JUST LIKE LITTLE GOOD AMERICANS

IT'S THE TRICK OF IMAGERY, ENJOY YOURSELF BEFORE THE NEXT "IMAGE OF TODAY"
BUT, I DON'T LIKE IT, I DON'T SEE IT THAT WAY
I DON'T WALLOW IN SELF-PITY OR NEED YOUR SLOGANS JUST TO FILL MY MIND

YEAH, THEY USED TO PACK THEM IN
LIKE A DONKEY WITH A CART AND A CARROT AND A STICK, MAN
AND THE KIDS ALL BOUGHT IN
BUT YOUR REBELLION IS A MYTH WITH COMPLACENT INSPIRATION

IT'S THE TRICK OF IMAGERY, ENJOY YOURSELF BEFORE THE NEXT "IMAGE OF TODAY"
BUT, I DON'T LIKE IT, I DON'T SEE IT THAT WAY
I DON'T WALLOW IN SELF-PITY OR NEED YOUR SLOGANS JUST TO FILL MY MIND

I USED TO PASS HIM IN THE HALL
NO DEVINE INSPIRATION, AN AVERAGE JOE IN SPADES, YEAH
NOW HE’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL
HE’S OFF PLAYING “INDIVIDUAL” JUST LIKE ALL OF HIS FRIENDS ARE

IT'S THE TRICK OF IMAGERY, ENJOY YOURSELF BEFORE THE NEXT "IMAGE OF TODAY"
BUT, I DON'T LIKE IT, I DON'T SEE IT THAT WAY
I DON'T WALLOW IN SELF-PITY OR NEED YOUR SLOGANS JUST TO FILL MY MIND

SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF RESPECT


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THERE WAS NEVER A REASON FOR WHAT I SAW THAT NIGHT
ANOTHER SENSELESS DIVISION ANOTHER FIGHT
MISTER CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME HOW DID WE EVER GET THIS WAY

HE WAS MINDING HIS BUSINESS NOT DOING NOTHING WRONG
FIVE POLICEMAN WORKED HIM TILL HE WAS GONE
HOW DID WE EVER LET IT GET THIS WAY
TRADITION ALWAYS WINS THE GAME

I TRY TO MOVE PAST AND WONDER IF YOU CARE
I KNOW THAT YOU SEE IT BUT YOU JUST STAND THERE

HOW CAN WE LOOK EACH OTHER IN THE FACE
EVERY DAY SHIT HAPPENS WE CAN'T ERASE
THE ONLY WAY TO PROTECT YOURSELF IS BY PROTECTING EVERYONE

SUCKERS INTL. HAS GONE PUBLIC


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WASN’T ALL THAT LONG AGO
WHEN OUR FUTURE SEEMED LIKE A MASSIVE STONE
TOO WEAK THEN TO LIFT IT MAYBE NOT THE BRIGHTEST BULB
BUT SO QUICKLY DISMISSED
THAT IF YOU BLINKED YOU’D HAVE MISSED IT
LEFT BEHIND AND LOST THE WILL TO TRY
DISENGAGED AND BLAMED FOR THEIR MISTAKES

YOU FACE THE WORLD WITH OPEN HANDS
BUT YOU WERE LEFT OUT OF THEIR PLANS
YOU HOPE YOU FIT THE MOLD
A PERFECT IMAGE TO UPHOLD
STAY WITH THE PLAN AND NEVER STRAY
OR ELSE GET LOST ALONG THE WAY
AND YOU WILL FALL OUT

THERE’S NO ROOM FOR ANOTHER WAY
AND YOU LEARN THAT EVERY SINGLE DAY
TILL YOU ALMOST BELIEVE IT
AND THEY PUT YOU RIGHT THERE IN YOUR PLACE
TILL YOU SPIT IT BACK IN THEIR FUCKING FACE
TRY TO MAKE YOU A MARTYR
THEY KEEP ON PUSHING TILL YOU PUSH BACK HARDER

BRANDED BY THE ONES ABOVE
AS A HAND THAT DOESN’T FIT THE GLOVE
YOUR CHANCES ARE WASTED
ALL THEY HAVE ARE SOME HOLLOW RULES
AND A SMOKESCREEN THERE TO KEEP YOU FOOLED
THEY’RE NOTHING WITHOUT IT

SUPERMODELS DON'T DRINK COLT 45.


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THEY KNOW YOU'VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
BECAUSE IF YOU’D HAD A CHANCE YOU WOULD'VE LOST THAT TOO
DAZZLED BY THE IMAGE OF THE SELF-MADE MAN
THEY HOLD OUT SHINY THINGS AND THEN THEY SLAP YOUR HAND
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU ARE, IT'S NOT WHAT YOU DO
IT IS WHAT YOU'VE GOT AND WHO YOU'LL SCREW
YOUR BOOT STRAPS WERE BROKEN BEFORE YOU ARRIVED

THROW YOUR HANDS UP AT THIS WORLD SOMETIMES
PEOPLE GET SHOT FOR FUCKING CLOTHING
THE NATION'S BEST DRESSED GENOCIDE

STYLE IS THE BAIT PUT YOUR HANDS IN YOUR POCKET
ENVY IS THE HOOK AND THERE'S NO WAY TO STOP IT
THEY WILL REEL YOU IN EVERY TIME

YOU WATCH THE IMAGES ON YOUR TV.
IT'S FULL OF PLASTIC PEOPLE WHO YOU'LL NEVER BE
THEY WANT YOU TO FEEL UGLY BECAUSE IT SELLS MORE SHIT
YOU'VE GOT TO MEASURE UP OR ELSE YOU'LL NEVER FIT
IT'S NOT WHAT YOU SAY, IT'S NOT YOUR OUTLOOK
IT IS WHAT YOU'VE GOT, IT IS HOW YOU LOOK
THE PAGEANT WAS OVER BEFORE YOU ARRIVED

THROW MY HANDS UP AT THIS WORLD SOMETIMES
PEOPLE CARVE UP THEIR FUCKING FACES
PEOPLE GET SICK FOR OTHER'S EYES

SIT BACK, DON'T WORRY ABOUT NOTHING
DOES ANYBODY SEE THE IRONY OF CLONING SHEEP?
YEAH, THAT'S JUST WHAT THE WORLD NEED, MORE SHEEP
LIKE THERE AREN'T ALREADY MILLIONS OF US
THERE'S ALREADY MILLIONS OF US

SUPERPOWERS ENABLE ME TO BLEND IN WITH MACHINERY


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IT'S ALL WRINKLED ELBOW SHIRTS AND POKER FACES ON THIS BUS
BACK TO A NOTCH DUG JUST LIKE A DITCH IN THE CITY'S WEATHERED CRUST
BUT THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE CITY'S GRAY
THAT SEEMS TO SAY ALL THERE IS TO SAY
RIDDLED WITH REGIMENT, VINDICTIVE INTENT
FAKING LOYALTY AND GETTING PAID
FUCK THE ALL
SHE KEEPS THE VARIETY SECTION AND SHE GIVES THE REST TO ME
SHE SAYS SHE REMEMBERS WHEN BUSES WHERE NICER
THERE'S NO DIGNITY IN PLASTIC SEATS
BUT THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY SHE SAID
THE ONLY GOOD BOSS IS ONE THAT'S DEAD
THESE BROAD SHOULDERS GIGGLED ALL OVER THE BUS
AND WORK ETHIC CRUMBLED INTO "THEM AND US"
FUCK THE ALL
AND ALL THESE SPECTERS OF THE WORK PLACE
TURNED FROM EDIFY BACK TO REALITY
AND YEAH I WISH IT WAS THAT SIMPLE
TO THINK A BELLY LAUGH IS REALLY ALL WE NEED
BUT IT'S THE SLOW DECAY FROM THE DAY TO DAY
THAT SAYS TAKE YOUR PAY CHECK, ACCEPT YOUR PLACE
AND FADE AWAY
BUT THERE WAS DIGNITY IN PLASTIC SEATS THAT DAY

THANKS FOR NOTHING


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WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO WHEN SOMEONE WAVES A BATTLE FLAG?
UNTIE YOUR HANDS OR CRAWL INTO A BODY BAG?
WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU HEAR THE CALL, YOU’RE STANDING WITH YOUR BACK AGAINST THE WALL.
I’D LIKE TO THINK I’D NEVER RAISE A FIST BUT I AIN’T NEVER BEEN PUT TO THE TEST
AND I CAN BLAME THE PATRIOT FOR BEING BLINDLY LEAD,
BUT DO WE LIVE THE VIOLENCE OR THE VIOLENCE WE’VE INHERITED

BLACKENED AND BLUE YOU WATCH ANOTHER TURN THE SCREW
GOING ON AND ON AND ON

I KNOW IT’S DUMB, WHEN I WAS SEVENTEEN I THOUGHT ABOUT MY PLACE IN HISTORY
AND WAS THERE ANYTHING WORTH FRIGHTENING FOR AND WOULD I EVER HAVE TO LIVE THROUGH WAR.
AND I WON’T BLAME THE REBEL FOR REMOVING HIS OWN CHAINS.
AND I THINK A TIME MAY COME WHEN I MAY JUST HAVE TO DO THE SAME.

THANKS FOR NOTHING PART TWO: THE REVENGE


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LIFE’S THE IMAGE OF A TIGHTENING SCREW
IT KEEPS ON TURNING TILL IT BREAKS YOU

I’M NOT THE ONE TO TALK FOR HOURS ABOUT THE WARS THAT WE’RE LOSING
CAN’T PRETEND TO NOT SEE ALL THE FLESH THAT WE’RE BRUISING
STAND TO THE BACK, SIMPLE AS THAT, ANOTHER BORING DAY

DEATH DON’T MEAN A THING IF WE DON’T SEE WHOSE DYING
A LITTLE PIECE OF MIND FOR ANYONE WHO’S BUYING
LEAVE IT ALONE, RETURN TO YOUR HOMES, TRY TO FORGET THAT

DAYLIGHT GOES BLACK
AND OTHERS BEAR THE RAIN ON THEIR BACKS
YOUR ENEMIES ARE NOTHING LIKE YOU
AND PEACE HAS A PRICE FOR THOSE WHO LOSE

WE’VE NEVER LEARNED OUR LESSON CAUSE WE’VE NEVER HAD TO
SWEPT UNDER THE RUG JUST LIKE A PIECE OF BAD NEWS
TIME AFTER TIME, POCKETS ARE LINED, AND WE ANSWER THE CALL

WE HARDLY NOTICE HOW

WE’RE RACING LIKE A ROLLER COASTER
HANGING LIKE A PUPPET ON A STRING
DANCING TO THE SAME OLD TUNE
YEAH WE DANCE, WE LAUGH, WE KILL, AND WE SING

GOD DAMN

DON’T LOOK UP FROM WHAT YOUR DOING
LET THE WORLD GIVE YOU THE SLIP
DON’T BE LATE FOR CHURCH ON SUNDAY
BECAUSE IGNORANCE IS BLISS

THE ART OF WHORE


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WELL I WAS HERE BEFORE THESE HANGERS ON
AND I'LL STILL BE HERE WHEN YOU LOSE 'EM
WE'VE SEEN IT ONCE, WE'VE SEEN IT ALL BEFORE
BUILDING CONFIDENCES WITH RAZORS, RAZORS

YOUR SWELLING HEAD, IT BLACKS OUT THE SUN
THE MORE THAT YOU SPEAK, THE MORE I GO NUMB
IT GOES ON AND ON LIKE A PAINFUL SITCOM
WELL I'M SORRY SIR, BUT ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR CLOSE-UP?

YOUR EGO'S FED, MY FACE IS RED, I GOTTA GET OUT
FORGET SO EASILY THE WAY THINGS USED TO BE, I GOTTA GET OUT

ALL THIS LIMELIGHT, IT'S BURNING UP YOUR SIGHT
AND I'M AFRAID YOU NO LONGER SEE IT
HANDED THE LIFE YOU WANT, YOU CHOSE TO RESPOND
WITH NOTHING BUT COMPLAINTS
THAT'S NOT A LIFE, IT'S A FUCKING CLICHÉ

FORGET THE PEOPLE WHO HAVE BROUGHT YOU HERE
FORGET THE PLACES YOU CAME FROM
WELL I RECOGNIZE THAT THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN
AND I HAVE NEVER WALKED IN YOUR SHOES, YOUR SHOES

YOUR SWELLING HEAD, IT BLACKS OUT THE SUN
THE MORE THAT YOU SPEAK, THE MORE I GO NUMB
IT GOES ON AND ON LIKE A PAINFUL SITCOM
WELL I'M SORRY SIR, BUT ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR CLOSE-UP?

YOUR EGO'S FED, MY FACE IS RED, I GOTTA GET OUT
FORGET SO EASILY THE WAY THINGS USED TO BE, I GOTTA GET OUT

ALL THIS LIMELIGHT, IT'S BURNING UP YOUR SIGHT
AND I'M AFRAID YOU NO LONGER SEE IT
HANDED THE LIFE YOU WANT, YOU CHOSE TO RESPOND
WITH NOTHING BUT COMPLAINTS
THAT'S NOT A LIFE, IT'S A FUCKING CLICHÉ

CAN'T GET BACK TO THE START
YEAH IT HURTS SOMETIMES, YEAH IT KINDA BREAKS MY HEART
TRY TO FIND SOMETHING TO SAY
BUT THE WORDS DON'T FIT, THE WORDS DON'T FIT
I STOOD THERE AWKWARDLY
WHILE YOU LET PEOPLE ACT LIKE YOU JUST PARTED THE SEA
I WANNA SET IT STRAIGHT

THE WORDS DON'T FIT! THE WORDS DON'T FIT!
I WONDER IF THEY EVER WILL
CAN WE GET BACK TO WHERE WE BEGAN?
DO I REALLY EVEN GIVE A DAMN?
YEAH THE WORDS DON'T FIT! THE WORDS DON'T FIT!
I WONDER IF THEY EVER WILL
CAN WE GET BACK TO WHERE WE BEGAN?
DO I REALLY EVEN GIVE A DAMN?

THE CLASSICAL ARRANGEMENT


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ALL THE THINGS YOU'VE SPOKEN
THE CONVICTION IN YOUR EYES
I BELIEVE THAT YOU BELIEVE THEM
BUT I CAN'T EMPATHIZE
YOU WANNA LIVE LIFE YOUR WAY
AND NOT LET OTHERS DO THE SAME
THE WORLD TURNS TO A DESERT
WHILE YOU PRAY FOR RAIN

I'M GLAD YOU FOUND YOUR ANSWERS
IN YOUR PARENTS' FAIRY TALES
STILL WE'LL GIVE FOCUS
WITH NO WIND TO PUSH THE SAILS
MYTHOLOGY AND MAGIC
RELIGION'S ALL THE SAME
THE WORLD TURNS TO A DESERT
WHILE YOU PRAY FOR RAIN

AND I HAVE FAITH, I HAVE FAITH IN ME
FAITH IN THINGS THAT I CAN SEE
AND I HAVE LEARNED SOME THINGS ABOUT DEVOTION
STOP JUDGING ME AND I WON'T JUDGE YOU
WE'RE ALL LOOKING FOR OUR OWN TRUTH
AND WE ARE ONLY TINY DROPLETS IN THE OCEAN
DROPS IN THE OCEAN

THE FATHER, THE SON, AND THE HOMOSEXUAL/SINGLE PARENT


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THEY CALLED IT FAITH
THEY CALLED IT FAIR
THEY CALLED IT RESOLUTION
I CALL IT SHIT WHEN WE WERE ALONE
THEY SIMPLY PAID NO MIND
YOU'D SUFFERED SUCH A CRIME
THEN THERE YOU WERE
A MOTHER WAY TOO SOON

THEY SAID YOU'D MADE YOUR BED
THEN THEY FILLED YOUR HEAD
WITH THE SOUND
THE BELLS OF A CATHEDRAL
YOU SAY YOU'RE STILL ASHAMED
I WITH THAT I COULD MAKE IT STOP

LIKE SALT THROWN OVER SHOULDER
A COIN TOSSED IN A FOUNTAIN
NOT UNLIKE A KNOCK ON WOOD

YOU SAID ONLY IN AS MUCH
AS YOU WERE SENSITIVE TO TOUCH
DID YOU FEEL LIKE A HUMAN WHEN THEY SPOKE
AND SO YOU HID YOUR LIFE
ALL BOTTLED UP INSIDE
JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE
YOUR ANGELS CHOKE

YOU TOOK ALL YOU HEARD
AND TRIED TO MAKE THEM YOUR OWN WORDS
ONLY DEAFENED BY THE SOUND
THE BELLS OF A CATHEDRAL
NOW YOU HATE YOURSELF AND I WISH THAT I COULD MAKE IT FUCKING STOP

ALL MY LIFE
SURROUNDED, UNFOUNDED
TEACHINGS THOUGHT AS THREATS
I WON'T FORGET

THE GREAT AMERICAN GOING OUT OF BUSINESS SALE


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WE WERE RAISED TO BE JUST WHAT WE ARE IN CASE YOU DIDN'T KNOW
IF I OFFERED UP TO YOU SOME PROOF WOULD YOU LET YOUR ANGER SHOW
OR WOULD YOU LET YOUR MIND TO SLEEP KEPT WARM BY SIMPLE NOVELTIES
A HISTORY THAT'S REALLY NOT YOUR OWN
IS FREEDOM JUST THE PRIVILEGE OF HATRED GUARANTEED
IS COMPASSION JUST A SECOND THOUGH OF HOPE BROUGHT TO IT'S KNEES
CAN DIGNITY SEE FIT TO WORK PAST ALL IT DOESN'T WANT TO SEE?

SEVEN GUNS FOR DEGRADATION
THREE CHEERS FOR CRUEL TRADITION
RED, WHITE, AND BLACK EYES FOREVER

SOMEWHERE SOUTH OF RESPECT TONIGHT
THIS TENSION'S WRAPPED UP NICE AND TIGHT
THE STATIC'S FELT BUT NEVER MAKES A SOUND
A MAN FINDS NOTHING LEFT TO EAT
ANOTHER SELLS HIS BODY FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP
AS KLANSMEN FLOOD A CONFERENCE HALL DOWNTOWN
THIS TV. HAS THE ANSWERS, LET FASHION HAVE YOUR EYES
THIS JOB IS YOUR ACHIEVEMENT, THIS BIBLE YOUR PRIDE
CAN DIGNITY SEE FIT TO TRY AND FIX WHAT IT KNOWS FEAR CAN'T HIDE

SEVEN GUNS FOR DEGRADATION
THREE CHEERS FOR CRUEL TRADITION
RED, WHITE, AND BLACK EYES FOREVER

I THINK OF A STORY MY FATHER TOLD ME ABOUT A FELLA HE KNEW IN THE ARMY
THE PENTAGON TRADED HIM A CHECK FOR BOTH HIS LEGS
FUCK THE STATES WAS THE LAST THING MY FATHER HEARD HE HAD SAID
STILL IT'S SAID THAT THE WAR WAS WON
WELL I REFUSE TO BE JUST ANOTHER DEAD NATION'S BASTARD SON

I HAVE EYES THAT SEE, I HAVE A MIND THAT THINKS
I HAVE A MOUTH THAT SPEAKS, AND GOD DAMN IT WILL
BECAUSE I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THIS SHIT ABOUT
MAKING DO "PLAYING BALL" "THE WAY THINGS WERE" AND” DEALING WITH IT"
MIXING POP AND POLITICS HE ASKS ME WHAT THE USE IS
I'M NOT INTO MAKING EXCUSES
AND I'LL DIE THE DAY I’M FIND THEM FUCKING USELESS

TOTAL FUCKING GONE SONG


SONG MENU

HEY KID YOU’RE NOT LOOKING SO GOOD
YOU PISSED ON YOU PEOPLE THEN YOU TURNED TALL AND RAN WHEN THEY ATTACKED
I GOT A LITTLE LESSON FOR YOU
THE MORE THAT YOU PUSH IT THE MORE THAT IT’S GONNA BITE YOU BACK
I DARE YOU NOW TO THROW THE FIRST STONE, YOUR COVER IS BLOWN
YOU’RE LOST LIKE A RAT TRAPPED IN A MAZE
BEAR DOWN AND PUT YOUR NOSE TO THE GRIND, YOUR BOUNDARIES DEFINED
YOUR SAFETY JUST WENT UP IN A BLAZE
ALL PASSIVE AND RESTRAINED, CONTROLLED AND CONTAINED
INSENSITIVE AND NUMB

THAT’S THE WAY IT GOES, NO SILVER LININGS AWAIT DOWN THE ROAD
QUIT WAITING ON THE SIDE, DRINK DEEP
CUZ YOU’LL BE PUSHING UP DAISES IN TIME

I HOPE I’M NOT AROUND ANYMORE WHEN YOU GIVE UP THE GHOST
AND LIE DOWN AND CURL UP ON THE FLOOR
I’LL BE TWO SIXERS DOWN WITH TWO MORE TO GO
LAUGHING MY ASS OFF AND DANCING AND READY FOR MORE

TWENTY ONE SAID THREE TIMES QUICKLY


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PAST TEN AND I START TO LOSE MY SIGHT
SIX HOURS GONE, TOW FISTING
TRY TO TALK BUT NOTHING COMES OUT RIGHT
TRY TO MAKE IT WORK TOMORROW
YESTERDAY WE WERE BARELY IN COMMAND
FULL OF DUMB IDEAS, LIKE CHILDREN
I BLINK AND THE WORLD DROPPED MY HAND
DON’T LET IT KNOW, BUT I’M STUMBLING

NOW I’VE LOST TRACK OF THE THINGS THAT I ONCE KNEW
I KNOW WHAT I WANT BUT I DON’T GOT THE TOOLS
CARRY THE WEIGHT UPON MY BACK
I’M KILLING TIME UNTIL THE HEART ATTACK
NOW THAT YOUR 21 YOU’VE GOT A LOT TO LOSE
LOOK BACK ON BETTER TIMES, FUCK ALL TILL 22
NOW THAT YOU’RE 21

I’VE GOT NO WILL TO MOVE AHEAD
DON’T UNDERSTAND JUST HOW WE GOT HERE
MY MEMORY DANGLES BY A THREAD
TRY TO BRING IT BACK BUT IT’S FADING

TWIN CITIES SINNERS, UNITED


SONG MENU

YOU HAD A HOLD OF ME SOMEHOW
SHUT THE DOOR AND I AIN’T COMING OUT
THAT WAS THEN AND THIS IS NOW AND YEAH THE WORDS THEY POUR LIKE WINE
CAUSE I NEVER HAD A CHANCE TO SAY WHAT EXACTLY WHAT WAS ON MY MIND
THE WORLD KEEPS TURNING AND I THINK IT’S LEAVING YOU BEHIND
AND I WON’T ACCEPT PAIN AS A CAUSE FOR STAYING BLIND
AND I ONLY WANT TO LIVE TO BE A THORN TWISTING IN YOUR SIDE

SO TAKE IT FROM ME THERE’S NO ANSWER IN YOUR CHURCH,
WE’RE GOING DOWN IN FLAMES, PUT YOU ON A RED ALERT
YOU’RE TRYING TO WIN A RACE WHILE I’M SPITTING IN YOUR FACE
CAUSE I DON’T WANT OT LIVE ANY OTHER WAY

SO CONCERNED THAT WE’RE HEADING DOWN A SPIRAL OF DOOM
BUT ALL YOU EVER THINK ABOUT IS THE BOARDROOM
YEAH YOU THINK YOUR SALVATIONS COMING
BUT IF SALVATION NEVER SHOWED IT MIGHT BE TOO SOON
I NOT LOOKING FOR THE ANSWERS I’M JUST LOOKING FOR A PAYCHECK
I HOPE YOU WATCH WHILE I LIGHT THE MATCH AND I HOPE IT KEEPS ON BURNING
DAY IN DAY OUT I’M LUCKY IF I GET A COUPLE OF LAUGHS
AND ALL I’M LOOKING FORWARD TO IS A NIGHTCAP
CALL IT SPITE AND FUCK YOUR PITY PRETTY BOY TRY LIVING IN THIS WORLD SOMETIME

TWO CENTS


SONG MENU

YOU AND YOUR SHIT EATING GRIN, ENOUGH TO MAKE ME PUKE
YOU HIDE CONVICTIONS JUST SO OTHERS WON’T MAKE FUN OF YOU
BURY YOUR HEAD IN THE SAND NOW, I WONDER WAS IT WORTH IT, BOY
AND DON’T YOU FEEL LIKE A SUCKER?

YOUR THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS CONTRADICT ONE ANOTHER
TIME AND AGAIN YOU BITE YOUR LIP TILL IT'S OVER
YOU MAKE YOUR VALUES CUSTOM FIT AND GET US NOWHERE
CAN'T STAND TO WATCH IT ALL GO DOWN
WE ALL GO DOWN, EVERY TIME YOU TURN AROUND

YOU'LL WEAR THE SHOE CAUSE IT FITS AND YOU KNOW IT
YOU'RE TALKING OUT YOUR ASS AND IT'S SHOWING
ANSWER TO THE CRACK OF THE WHIP AND YOU KNOW
YOU'RE TALKING OUT YOUR ASS AND I KNOW IT.

CAN’T WALK BOTH SIDES OF THE LINE, CAN’T BE BOTH AT THE SAME TIME
YOU’VE GOT TO CHOOSE TO STRUGGLE, NEVER BURY IT INSIDE
IT’S NOT ENOUGH BOY, TO WAIT UNTIL THE COAST IS CLEAR
AND THEN REBEL FROM YOUR ARMCHAIR

ANOTHER FACE IN THE CROWD, ANOTHER KID SCARED TO MAKE A SOUND
WE’VE GOT NO TIME FOR YOU

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SO YOU’RE BORED WITH YOURSELF, YOU STILL GOT YOURSELF, YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN
TO NEGOTIATE, OR INFILTRATE? FUCKIN SEPARATE AND KEEP ON SINGING
I WAS ALWAYS TAUGHT TO FOLLOW, I WAS ALWAYS TAUGHT TO BUY INDOCTRINATION BY DESIGN
MAKE SOME NOISE, CALLED IT “SONG” AND SEE EYE TO EYE WITH WHO SINGS ALONG
KIDS DON’T KNOW BASEMENT SHOWS, NO RADIO, BUT I’LL KEEP SINGING
WON’T LET THEM HAVE CONTROL OF MY LIFE, WON’T GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT
IN YOUR TRADITION I’LL DEFY

YOU MAY SAY IT'S JUST A SOUND, BUT I KNOW
THERE'S MORE THAN JUST A SOUNDTRACK THAT KEEPS PEOPLE COMING AROUND
YOU MAY SAY IT'S JUST A SOUND

I’M HEARING LIES FROM A SUIT AND TIE, I HOP YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I MEAN
YOUR INDUSTRY DON’T MEAN SHIT TO ME, I’VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
SO I’LL KEEP SINGING
I WAS ALWAYS TAUGHT TO FOLLOW, ACCEPT THEIR DOCTRINES AS MY OWN
CAN’T LET THEM REAP WHAT THEY HAVE SOWN

I’VE GOT NO VOICE BUT I’VE GOT A SONG, I NEED NOTHING ELSE TO CARRY ON
NO NEGOTIATIONS, NO INFILTRATIONS, FUCKING SEPARATIONS IS WHAT I’M SINGING
BUG MY OWN GRAVE AGAIN ONE TO MANY TIMES
BEEN THROUGH THIS SHIT ENOUGH TO KNOW I JUST CAN’T STAY IN LINE

THIS AIN'T NO ANTHEM
WE MUST FIGHT THEM

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YOU KNOW YOUR EYES SAY IT’S DEAD INSIDE OF YOU
JUST AN EMPTY SHELL AND FADED TATOOS
AND EVERYTHING’S JUST A MEMORY
AND EVERY DAY’S JUST A PASSING OF TIME
YOU USED TO BE A TIME BOMB

DID YOU NOTICE WHEN THE LIGHTS STARTED TO GO OUT
WELCOME IT WITH A SMILE AND YOUR ARMS OUT
AND NOW IT’S ALL SO MUCH EASIER
BURY YOURSELF IN BANALITY AND COMFORT
NEVER WAKING FOR A MOMENT

WE ARE ALIVE
AND JUST LIKE THE SUN WILL KILL THE NIGHT
WE BRING THE CHANGE TO SOMETHING NEW
CUZ WE KNOW CHANGE THREATENS YOU
AND THERE’S NOTHING LEFT FOR YOU TO SAVE
AND EACH STEP FORWARD THAT YOU TAKE
IS JUST ONE CLOSE TO THE GRAVE

YOU LET THE YEARS GO BY, AND ENDLESS PARADE
AS MEANINGLESS AS THE PROMISES YOU’VE MADE
AND YOU’LL WONDER WHERE IT ALL WENT
WHEN THE LIST OF YOUR EFFORT IS SPENT
AND YOU’RE STILL LEFT HOLLOW

WILL YOU WATCH ALL YOUR LIFE FROM THE OUTSIDE
WILL YOU MARCH TO THE END PLACID AND PARALYZED
OR WILL YOU TAKE IT IN ONE SHOT WITHOUT A CHASER
AND JUST LET GO.

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EYES BURNING FROM THE SUN SHINING BRIGHT
I HIDE FROM THE LIGHT
CHOKE DOWN A SMOKE AND WAIT FOR THE NIGHT
HOORAY FOR ALL THE PROGRESS WE’VE MADE
THE HOLLOW INVENTIONS AND RIGID CONVERSATIONS
AND RULES WE’VE OBEYED
WATCH THEM FALL, WATCH THEM ALL FADE AWAY

HOORAY FOR THE GUN, HOORAY FOR THE CHAIR
HOORAY FOR THE PRISONS AND POISONOUS AIR
MAYBE IT MATTERS AND MAYBE IT DON’T
I THINK IT MATTERS TO ME
AND IF THERE’S ONE THING WE LEARN TODAY
IT’S WATCH WHAT YOU SAY

RAISE A GLASS TO YEARS GONE PAST
AND SMASH IT ON THE FLOOR
DESTROY ALL THE YESTERDAYS
TOO LITTLE TOO LATE
THEY’RE NOTHING ANYMORE

WHERE WILL YOU BE WHEN IT COMES TO AN END
EMBRACING THE FALSEHOODS ON WHICH YOU DEPEND
OR TAKING THE MOMENT TO SPIT IN THE EYE
OF THOSE YOU’VE STOOD BESIDE
DON’T THINK YOU CAN HIDE IT AWAY
IT SHOWS RIGHT ON YOUR FACE

I DON’T THINK WE’LL FORGIVE OR FORGET
WE’LL MOVE AHEAD WITHOUT REGRET
WE’RE TETHERED LIKE A DOG ON A ROPE
CONDEMNED TO MAKE THE SAME MISTAKES
BUT EVERYONE WILL STILL HAVE HOPE
CELEBRATE THE FILTH IN OUR LIVE
NO REMORSE OR REGRETS INSIDE.

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