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[fox69]

"We Ain't Shit"

"We Ain't Shit"



Tear that poster off the wall,
It takes up too much space,
We ain't no fucking rock band, man
We're a professional,
Disgrace, is the word I would use,
To describe the noises we're making.
Feedback, wrong key, a lack of dignity,
So don't think we don't know we're fuckin' losers.
Washed up old men,
The years we'd play the same four chords,
Over and over and once again.
Posing as musicians,
Justify what we get paid.
Time to forfeit,
We may be in the light,
But we ain't shit.
We may not get respect,
You think we don't know we may be riding on a one way ticket down.
We're going down,
But I got no regrets.
They'll come in time
I can't remember having a better time.
We might just make it, but we'll make it to the show
We'll be sedated, what did you expect, want to go

On the road to pity,
We just passed integrity,
Pull the plug,
Put us out of this aural misery.
Giving a new meaning to,
Flogging a dead horse.
So we all agree,
Please drop us at the next glue factory.
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
We know that we ain't shit.

 

[fox69]

"We Called It America"

"We Called It America"



"The leads are weak."
"The leads are weak; fucking leads are weak? You're weak."

Remember when America had a middle class and an upper class?
That was way before the exodus.
That was the America that we thought was number one,
thought would overcome, thought would never die.
That was just our pride and faith: two shitty deadly sins;
I know faith isn't one of 'em but it should have been,
'Cause when things were crumbling, we had no camaraderie,
just a faith someone would save us from despondence.

We called it America, whoa.
We called it America, whoa.

"Number one America" was a slogan used
to keep morale up when we knew we were already cooked,
Then the richer western states
succeeded in secession and the eastern ones followed right behind.
Mexi-Can-America was the perfect name
that epitomized the order of significance, authority and affluence.
We had turned it all around, went from number one, straight to number two (shit).

We called it America, whoa.
We called it America, whoa.

National bankruptcy, circumcised society.
USA, dined and ditched;
Fox reports "poor is the new rich".

We called it America, whoa.
We called it America, whoa.
We called it America, whoa.
We called it America, whoa.
We called it America.

 

[fox69]

"We Don't Play Ska Anymore"

"We Don't Play Ska Anymore"



We don't play ska anymore
we don't play ska anymore
'cause it sucks.

We don't play ska anymore
we don't play ska anymore
'cause we're shmucks.

 

[fox69]

"We Got Two Jealous Agains"

"We Got Two Jealous Agains"



I thought you were the one when I heard "Holidays In The Sun"
come from your bedroom
but my mind started to stray when I saw Youth of Today
mixed with your singles
What's with this Underdog and this GNR EP?
I don't think Hanoi rocks
and I don't want your Paul Stanley
next to my Subhumans gatefold
I'm not trying to be a jerk
but I don't think this record mergers gonna work

But when I saw Christ on Parade,
and This is Boston, Not LA
I knew you were the one

I knew you were for me when I saw the first Vandals EP
I found SNFU and cool I owned that record too
seems we both had Social Unrest and sung "she's a pervert nurse"
we both had the first pressing of "How Could Hell Be Any Worse"

I knew you were the one

So now we got two Earth ADs and we got two Killing Jokes
we got two Adolescents two Peni's and two The Crews
we got two Someone Got Their Head Kicked Ins
we got two Declines, two Damaged
and two Jealous Agains,

I knew you were the one
When I saw Machine Gun Etiquette
I knew you were the one
When I saw the Peace War comp

We got two Articles of Faith, 31 minutes of group sex
A couple of Avengers, and a pair of Out Of Steps
We got two What We Do Is Secret, we got two TSOL's
We got two Freedom Of Choices, we got two Three Hits From Hells

I knew you were the one

 

[fox69]

"We March To The Beat Of An Indifferent Drum"

"We March To The Beat Of An Indifferent Drum"



With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground
There's no sense of despair, without sight, without sound
We hold our ears and shut our eyes
Distant screams morph into lullabies
We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till we're numb

We validate, rationalize, corroborate each others lives
Pat my back and I'll pat yours, benevolent conquistadors
We piss down throats, shit in cupped hands
Wipe our asses with all foreign flags
We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till we're numb

20 feet high, 2 feet thick, barbed wire, razor blades
The wall was built to keep them out while keeping us in goose step parades
We don't question what we've become
We march to the beat of the same indifferent drum
We beat it till we're numb, we beat it till we're numb

 

[fox69]

"We Threw Gasoline On The Fire And Now We Have Stumps For Arms And No Eyebrows"

"We Threw Gasoline On The Fire And Now We Have Stumps For Arms And No Eyebrows"



Brilliant? A word describing something dumb
You create to desecrate the villain I've become
A prophet, not to be made but heard
Speaks in tongues and sarcasm
To me it's plain, to you absurd
You don't know me let alone my intent
Actions do not always self represent
I don't feel urgency in explaining
My conscience opaquely clear
The seed is gently sown back to mother earth
The flower blooms resplendent fumes
A miracle rebirth
The cynic in a search of something more
The fragrant air cannot compare
To what it was the great before
Remember the good old days
Remember the sound
Remember the sweet mustiness underground
No, I don't feel the need for relivin'
Some things are better off dead
Never thought the furnace
Was going to burn us
We worked the bellows for so long
The comfort of the fire apathized us
Looks like we burned ourselves alive
Remember the old band we filled ears with pain
Nothing to lose there was nothing to gain
No I don't miss my span of attention
I do miss my old friend Tim.

 

[fox69]

"We're Bros"

"We're Bros"



Bros, best friends forever
We're bros, not just fair weather
We're bros since we were born, yeah
We're bros from Southern California

I carry him after a show
He ain't heavy, he's my bro
Sometimes I wish he'd act his age
My buddy pissed himself on stage
He ain't heavy, he's my bro

He's my bro

 

[fox69]

"What's The Matter With Kids Today?"

"What's The Matter With Kids Today?"



There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood
They always listen to your mom
They disregard civil disobedience
They'd rather do what they're told

They don't drink, or fuck, or fight (they don't start fights)
They sit home, and read, expand their minds

There's something wrong with the kids in my cul de sac
They're always going to church
They dress well and they're speaking articulate
They show each other respect

They're never late, don't smoke or break rules (they don't break rules)
They eat right, they study hard, they like school

There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood

 

[fox69]

"What's The Matter With Parents Today?"

"What's The Matter With Parents Today?"



Mom and dad
How'd you get so rad?
When exactly did you get so hip?

Wearing teenage clothes
You're always coming to my shows
And telling me that I should mellow out

It's absurd
They're singing every word
You're not supposed to like my band
Things I like you don't understand

So please put down that rum and Coke
That's not behaviour for old folk
Can we just hang on holidays
Dad and mom
What planet are you from?
And what convinced you to pack up and leave
Doing drugs
And asking me for hugs
What's the matter with parents today?

Not again
When will it end?
Dad's dressing like Motley Crue
And why is moms hair dyed bright blue?

And stayin' out till 2 or 3
Then having sex publicly
I thought the apple fell far from the tree

Mom and dad, I think you ought
To quit smoking so much pot
And hanging with my friends

Laying round, on the couch
With my Misfits records out
Softly banging your head

Maybe its just a passing phase
What's the matter with my parents these days?

 

[fox69]

"Whatever Didi Wants"

"Whatever Didi Wants"



Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it

I wouldn't walk 500 miles, when I could fly coach
But almost anything
I wouldn't swim, across the nile
When I could get a amoebic disentary

I would do almost anything for you
Cause if there's anything you want
I'll probably get it
Just tell me what you need
I'll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I'll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it

I wouldn't climb the highest mountain
Could get a blister, but almost anything
I wouldn't throw coins in a fountain
I may be needing to make a phone call

I'd call you collect whenever I could
Cause if there's anything you want
I'll probably get it
Just tell me what you need
I'll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I'll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants she's gonna get it

You are so beautiful
You are so beautiful to me
We're gonna try an' get it right

It doesn't seem, like you're a million
Miles away, no. But maybe one or two
That doesn't mean, I never loved you
I love you long time, when you're on top of me

I love you as much as anyone could
Cause if there's anything you want
I'll probably get it
Just tell me what you need
I'll try not to forget it
You need someone to blame
I'll say I said it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it

Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it
Whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it

Pick it up pick it up