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The Offspring

Have You Ever

Falling, Iím falling.
Have you ever walked through a room,
But it was more like the room passed around you
Like there was a leash around your neck that pulled you through?

Have you ever been at some place recognizing everybodyís face
Until you realized there was no one there you knew?
Well I know.

Some days, my soulís confined and out of mind.
Sleep forever.
Some days, Iím so outshined and out of time.
Have you ever?

Falling, Iím falling.
Have you ever buried your face in your hands
Cause no one around you understands
Or has the slightest idea what it is that makes you be?

Have you ever felt like there was more
Like someone else was keeping score
And what could make you whole was simply out of reach?
Well I know.

Someday Iíll try again and not pretend.
This time forever.
Someday Iíll get it straight but not today.
Have you ever?

Falling, Iím falling.
Some days, my soulís confined and out of mind.
Sleep forever.
Some days, my darkest friend is me again.
Have you ever?

When the truth walks away, everybody stays.
Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay.

So if you walk away,
Who is gonna stay?
Cause Iíd like to think the world is a better place.
Iíd like to think the world is a better place
Iíd like to leave the world as a better place.
Iíd like to think the worldÖ

Staring At The Sun

Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway.
Dodging bullets while youíre trying to find your way.
Everyoneís around, But no one does a damn thing.
It brings me down, but I wonít let them.

If I seem bleak,
Well, youíd be correct.
And if I donít speak,
Itís cause I canít disconnect.
But it wonít be burned by the reflection of the fire in your eyes
As youíre staring at the sun.

When I ran I didnít feel like a runaway.
When I escaped I didnít feel like I got away.
Thereís more to living than only surviving.
Maybe Iím not there, but Iím still trying.

Though you hear me, I donít think that you relate.
My will is something that you canít confiscate.
So forgive me
But I wont be frustrated by destruction in your eyes
As youíre staring at the sun.

Pretty Fly (for a white guy)

Give it to me baby!
Uh huh uh huh
And all the girlies say Iím pretty fly for a white guy.
Uno dos tres quatro cinco cinco seis
You know itís kind of hard just to get along today.
Our subject isnít cool but he fakes it anyway.
He may not have a clue,
And he may not have a style,
But everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial.

So donít debate, a player straight.
You know he really doesnít get it anyway.
Heís gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you donít rate. Just overcompensate.
At least youíll know you can always go on a Ricki Lake.
The world needs a wannabeís so hey hey do that brand new thing.

He needs some cool tunes.
Not just any will suffice.
But they didnít have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice.
Now cruising in his pinto, he sees homies as he pass.
But if he looks twice, theyíre gonna kick his lily ass

Now heís getting a tattoo.
Heís getting ink done.
He asked for a 13 but they drew a 31.
Friends say heís trying to hard and heís not quite hip,
But in his own mind, heís the dopest trip.

So donít debate, a player straight.
You know he really doesnít get it anyway.
Heís gonna play the field, and keep it real.
For you no way, for you no way.
So if you donít rate, just overcompensate.
At least youíll know you can always go on Ricki Lake.
The world needs wannabeís
The world loves wannabeís
So lets get some more wannabeís
Hey hey do that brand new thing.

The Kids Arenít Alright

When we were young the future was so bright.
The old neighborhood was so alive
And every kid on the whole damn street
Was gonna make it big and not be beat.

Now the neighborhoodís cracked and torn.
The kids are grown up, but their lives are worn.
How can one little street swallow so many lives?

Chances thrown.
Nothingís free.
Longing for what used to be.
Still itís hard, hard to see.
Fragile lives, shattered dreams.

Jamie had a chance, well she really did.
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids.
Mark still lives at home, cause heís got no job.
He just plays guitar and smoke a lot of pot.

Jay committed suicide.
Brandon ODíd and died.
What the hell is going on?
The cruelest dream reality.

Feelings

Feelings.
Nothing more than feelings.
Trying to forget my feelings of hate.

Imagine.
Beating on your face.
Trying to forget my feelings of hate.

Feelings.
For all my life Iíll feel it.
I wish Iíd never met you.
Youíll make me sick again.

Feelings, oh oh feelings of hate on my mind.

Feelings.
Feelings like I never liked you.
Feelings like I want to kill you live in my heart.

Feelings.
Feelings like I wanna deck you.
Feelings like Iíve gotta get you out of my life.

Feelings, oh oh feelings.
The hateís in my eyes.

Feelings, oh oh feelings
Youíre not very nice. 
Go!

Sheís Got Issues

Iím seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind.
Well sheís got baggage and itís all the emotional kind.
She talks about closure and that validation bit.
I donít mean to be insensitive, but I really hate that shit.

Oh man sheís got issues and Iím gonna pay.
Yeah. She thinks sheís the victim. Yeah.

Now I know sheíll feel abandoned if I donít stay over late.
And I know sheís afraid to commit.
But itís only our second date.

Oh man sheís got issues and Iím gonna pay.
Yeah. She thinks sheís the victim but she takes it all out on me.

I donít know why youíre messed up.
I donít know why your whole life is a chore.
Just do me a favor and check your baggage at the door.

Now she talks about her ex nonstop, but I donít mind.
But when she calls out his name in bed, thatís where I draw the line.
You told me a hundred times how your father left and heís gone
But I wish you wouldnít call me daddy when weíre gettiní it on.

Oh man sheís got issues and Iím gonna pay.
Yeah. Sheís playing the victim and taking it all out on me.
My god sheís got issued and Iím gonna pay.

If you think Iím controlling then why do you follow me around?
If youíre not co-dependent, then why do you let others drag you down?
I donít know why youíre messed up.
I donít know why your whole life is a chore.
Just do me a favor and check your baggage at the door.

Walla Walla

1 & 2 & 3 & 4 &
Good bye my friend, you messed up again.
Youíre going to prison; youíre off to the pen.
Youíve gotten off easy so many times
But I guess no one told you how to get a life.

The judge wasnít lenient like he was before.
You got three to five and a kick out the door.
The public defender really did try too little
Too late, you didnít get a life.

Hey, in Walla, Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time.
Hey, in Walla Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Folsom prison is the destination.
Hey, in Walla, Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time.
In the scheme of life, weíre all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others.
Well Iíll see ya.

That car looked so tempting, so easy to drive.
Just like that apartment that you burglarized.
You started to run, but didnít get far.
ĎCause under your arm was a VCR.

ďHey Iím innocent. I didnít do it; I didnít do nothing, man
This is bullshit he just gave it to me, it wasÖit was a presentĒ

ďHo ho, not this time my friend.
Youíll be in lockdown by ten.
Iím afraid you canít talk you way out of this one, son.
Now four walls are you 24-hou4-a-day, constant companions.Ē

Hey, in Walla, Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time.
Hey, in Walla Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Folsom prison is the destination.
Hey, in Walla, Iíll see you in Walla Walla.
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time.
In the scheme of life, weíre all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others.
Well Iíll see ya.
Have a nice life.

The End Of The Line

When the sirenís flash is gone and weíre left to carry on
All the memories are too few.
When the pastorís music plays and that casket rolls away
I could live again if you just stay alive for me.

Please stay now, you left me here alone
Itís the end of the line.
Please stay; I canít make it on my own
Itís the end of the line.
Make it on my own.
Itís the end of the line.

Now that you are dead and gone and Iím left to carry on
I could never smile cause you wonít stay alive for me.

Finally, your final resting day is without me.
I weep and think of brighter days.
What about me?

You canít take back
The one mistake that still lives on after life it takes.
In that one day
That changed our lives and bitter memories are left behind.

No Brakes

Lay awake,
I donít give a shit,
If I even ever wake up in the morning.
Down below thereís a pile of sin.
Always waiting for a waiting for a warning.

Burned at the stake.
Inside Iím blistering.
Not a whisper.
Looking in youíd never know it.
Miles below,
I look up again.
When you snap they say before you never show it.

Someone said itís alright.
Save it now, donít say it for my sake.
Someone said itís all right.
Faster now, you know I got no brakes.
No brakes.

Fuses glow.
Wounds festering.
Till the wind comes up and takes it to the last pow.
Back and forth, staring at the wall.
This roomís a cage; I know somethings got to give now.

Someone said itís all right.
Save it now, donít say it for my sake.
Someone said itís all right.
Faster now, you know I got no brakes.
No brakes.

Why Donít You Get A Job?

My friendís got a girlfriend
Man he hates that bitch.
He tells me everyday,
He says,Ē Man I really gotta lose my chick in the worst kind of wayĒ

She sits on her ass,
He works his hands to the bone to give her money every payday.
But she wants more dinero just to stay at home.
Well my friend, you gotta sayÖ

I wonít pay, I wonít pay ya, no way.
Nana why donít you get a job?
Say no way, say no way, no way.
Nana why donít you get a job?

I guess all his money
Well it isnít enough to keep her bill collectors at bay.
I guess all his money
Well it isnít enough Ďcause that girl has got expensive taste.

Well I guess it ainít easy doing nothing at all,
But hey man free rides just donít come along everyday.

Let me tell you about my other friend now.

My friends got a boy friend
Man she hates that dick.
She tells me everyday.
*Woo everyday now*
He wants some more dinero just to stay at home
Well my friend, you gotta sayÖ

*go say*
I wonít pay, I wonít pay ya, no way.
Nana why donít you get a job?
Say no way, say no way, no way.
Nana why donít you get a job?
I wont give you no money
I always pay
Nana why donít u get a job?

Americana

ďHey thatís something everyone can enjoyĒ
Well Iíd like to tell you all about my dream.
Itís a place where strip malls abound
And diversionís mere moments away.
Where cultureís defined by the ones least refined
And youíll be left behind if you donít fit in.
Itís all distorted in Americana my way

Well fuck you
Well my dream has come true
My vision has come true.
Yeah, itís all coming true.

Now give me my cable
fast food, four-byís, thatís right away.
I want it right now cause itís my generation.
Donít like to wait.
My futureís determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin.
Itís quite an excursion, but itís okay.
Everythingís backwards in Americana my way.

Well fuck you
Well, my dream has come true
My vision has come true.
Hey itís all coming true.

Iím a product of my environment so donít blame me
I just work here.
But I wanna fuck you
My rights are denied by those least qualified.
Trading profit for pride.
But itís okay.

Everythingís backwards in Americana my way.
My nightmare has come true.
My nightmare has come true.
Yeah, itís all coming true.

Pay The Man

See the way the wind blows.
Lives are intertwined.
Watch the way the world goes.
The man deals out our plight.

Jester in the corner laughs without a sound.
Jester in the corner, malady bounds in our souls.

See the way the sun sets.
Twilight of this life.
The man is making little bets, playing with our lives.

All that I believe now, anything is possible.
A simple explanation for the evil in this world and in our souls.
In our souls.

Come down to sorry and sable.
Itís always the man,
Always keeping you down.
Bow down cause I see it before me
Shadow and light.
That always keeps you running.

Shut up, you talk too much.
Pay the man.
Shut up, you talk too much.
Look at you and your struggle for freedom,
But you ainít nothing.
We all pay the man for living.
Wouldnít it be nice for a change now?
To be unchanged?
My life is for me now, but this is life.
Pay the man.

Shut up, you talk too much.
Pay the man
Shut up, you talk too much.
Pay the man.

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