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NEW KIND OF ARMY ~~ Many Thanx To Patrick Fulton for penning(typing) these out!!
"Tearing Everyone Down"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
I thought I'd begun to see a change
But the more things change, the more they stay the same
Back stabbing and name calling, the trade marks of your act
You talk and talk of unity, but divide with your attacks
(You say), "I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change, but I'm too busy...
Tearing everyone down..."
All us kids, we try to make a change
Some kids start a band, others start a zine
YOU, no matter what your path
You throw a curve in what could be achieved,
Then give up and move onto some other thing
(You say), "I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change, but I'm too busy...
Tearing everyone down..."
Take a break
from your fights,
try to open up your mind tonight
When you feel
that's complete
then we can tackle this society!
You may not like
everything in life I do...
But that doesn't mean,
I'm not trying to change
the same problems as you
(You say), "I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change,
I'd like to see a change, but I'm too busy...
Tearing everyone down..."
"Captain Anarchy"
(lyrics: Justin Sane/music: Justin Sane, Chris Head)
A-N-A-R-C-H-Y...
He says that for the punk rock scene he'd give his fucking life
But he's only ever paid to see a show once maybe twice
Instead he stands outside the halls and pan handles for beer
Then sneaks into the hall to deface the bathroom mirror
A-N-A-R-C-H-Y...his name is "Captain Anarchy," but only in his mind
A-N-A-R-C-H-Y...so punk that he's a poser and he'll be one till he dies
You never saw an anarchist with such perfect hair
Or so many ten dollar spikes, or so much punk rock gear
He said he used his welfare checks to buy his boots and plaids
In reality it was all paid for by his mom and by his dad
A-N-A-R-C-H-Y...his name is "Captain Anarchy," but only in his mind
A-N-A-R-C-H-Y...he's anarchy incarnate but only in his (mind)
You know he just can't see Oi! Oi! Oi!
It's up to you and me * * *
I don't want to be * * *
Fighting, let's stride for...SOME UNITY!
"A New Kind of Army"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
LOOK BACK...on history, nothing much has changed
THOUSANDS...of soldiers of all countries, all marching the same
Every nation's leader says that our side is right
Every nation's leader says the time has come to fight
But they use the common people, to settle their scores
It's time that we refuse to fight in any of their wars!
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to die
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to kill...
for you!
JOIN NOW...the ranks of all nations who refuse to go to war
REFUSE...to pull the trigger of a gun for leaders 'round the world
I'd rather fight to spread some tolerance and unity
Than buy into their nationalistic brainwashing
Killing mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, common human beings
Not savages but people, like you, like me!
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to die
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to kill...
for you!
We're looking for a few good men
We're looking for a few good womyn
Who are not afraid to fight against tyranny
But refuse to fight...with tyranny
REFUSE!!!
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to die
We're looking to start a new kind of army, (that's) too smart to fight, too
smart to kill...
for you!
*note: The spelling of the word "women" as "womyn" is not a mis-spelling, but a
result of feminist conscience
"That's Youth"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
GO!
We were just hanging on the corner, after skating for a few
We were just killing time looking for something new
Then someone came 'long with a guitar, and we just started to play
And we sang Clash songs and the songs of our lives until late into the night
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
We'd only been friends for a short time, but in just an hour or two
It was like we'd been friends our entire lives though
And I was so in love with you, but not sure if I should say it
But then I thought, "Yeah, I'm scared and I don't know if I should, but I'll do
it anyway!"
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
When all you hear is that, "you can't," or "give up," or "you're a fool"
And you're so sick of all the in crowd and trying to be cool
And still you don't, still you don't know what to do...
But in the end you do your own thing, and you tell 'em to get screwed!!!
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
That's youth...That's all...that's all!!! That's all...that's all!!!
"No Apology"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
Slaughtered by the hands of a butcher
The hands of the butcher were the hands of a "doctor"
And these are the golden days that you want to bring back?
Making it illegal won't make it go away
The rich will fly to far off lands, the poor will stay and pray
That their back alley abortion is clean and safe
You can't make it go away, so why endanger womyn's lives?
Because the issue here for you isn't life...
IT'S CONTROL! Control of what we do and say
BUT YOU'LL NEVER GAIN CONTROL-CONTROL-CONTROL
Is to value life, to move a factory to,
The place that you can most easily fuck those laboring for you?
That isn't what I call a high value on life
And yet that is the policy of those on the right
Who back the brainwashed Jesus jumpers with the cash flow for the fight
But we won't let you control our lives
We're not gonna be, herded like your flock of sheep
I value life more than anything...
And your false morals, can't do a thing to brainwash me
I'LL NEVER BE YOUR'S-YOUR'S-YOUR'S
And there's no justice, in a system,
that's run by greedy old men, who want to control our lives
There's no justice in a system,
that's run by greedy old men, who want to control our lives
You're not gonna control our lives anymore...
"Got the Numbers"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
You push and push a people, what are they to do?
Soon this corporate run government will be through
You see, it doesn't represent the people anymore
Big business are the pimps and governments' their whores
We don't need more time to talk over a solution
We know what we need, we need a fucking revolution
We don't need your war machine, or your filthy blood stained dollars
We've got one thing you don't have, we've got, we've got, we've got...
GOT THE NUMBERS!
To you the masses are not even human beings
We're dogs that will be grateful for any scraps you leave
But even dogs will only put up with so much abuse
Keep stealing from us like you are we're gonna let loose
We don't need more time to talk over a solution
We know what we need, we need a fucking revolution
We don't need your war machine, or your filthy blood stained dollars
We've got one thing you don't have, we've got, we've got, we've got...
GOT THE NUMBERS!
We've got...we have...
WE'VE GOT THE NUMBERS!
We don't need more time to talk over a solution
We know what we need, WE NEED A FUCKING REVOLUTION!!!
We don't need your war machine, or your filthy blood stained dollars
We've got one thing you don't have, we've got, we've got, we've got...
GOT THE NUMBERS!
"No Difference"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
As I look from this stage at the hundreds of kids in this room with me
The truth is so plain and so obvious, I just can't help to see...
That all of us we are one and the same
Only different in our ages and our names...
How many times have you heard that you're a bore, or you're no good?
I know that all of us have been there, that's why we're all here joined as
one...
We don't need that shit!
This ain't no punk rock clique!
We're as one at the show,
and one after the show!
We don't need that shit!
This ain't no punk rock clique!
Acceptance at the show!
And then after the show!
Society says that we're crazy
With utopian unreal goals
But we're fighting for something we truly believe
And all I can say is I'm glad we do...we do...
And they can say what they want...because our hearts...ARE TRUE!!!
What we've had through these years has been so unforgettable
And what we've had through these years has been so unbelievable
What we've had through these years has been so unforgettable
And what we've had through these years has been so unbelievable
We don't need that shit!
This ain't no punk rock clique!
We're as one at the show,
and one after the show!
We don't need that shit!
This ain't no punk rock clique!
We're equal at the show,
And then after the show!
It's what we want to do!
"I Don't Believe"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
I learned about America from my first day in school
Land of opportunity, land of the free
They told us we were blessed and fortunate
But they turned away my questions on homelessness
I don't believe-I don't believe
Born into a national identity
A citizenship that defines the word "free"
But if we're so fucking free why don't we even get a choice?
I never choose to be a citizen, there was no choice given to make
I don't believe-I don't believe
I don't believe in America
Or the "American Dream"
I don't believe in nationalism
We're all the same
Until the rich old men who control the world find something they can't have
And they send us out there to kill each other, let the rich fight their wars
themselves
I don't believe...
You've got nothing to gain, by fighting for them!
"Right On"
(lyrics/music: Anti-Flag)
Pocatello, Idaho: "Punk rock?!?!?! Isn't that the type of music where kids cut
each other with razor blades and knives?"
New York, NY: "You guys were so awesome tonight. Well actually, I'm too drunk
to remember your set, but you're my favorite band...hee-hee"
"RIGHT ON", that's the phrase, to the fucked up stupid things you say,
we say:
"RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON...!"
Newark, NJ: "If you guys think America's so bad, why don't you move to Russia?"
Los Angeles, CA: "What do you mean you don't drink? Drinking's my entire life.
You gotta start drinking!"
"RIGHT ON", that's the phrase, to the fucked up stupid things you say,
we say:
"RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON! RIGHT ON...!"
Pittsburgh, PA: "Anti-Flag? That doesn't mean anti the American flag, does
it...?"
RIGHT ON!!!
"What You Don't Know"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
It's gonna take some action and some reaction from...
....from me and you
'Cause you gotta stand up and you gotta make demands to...
....obtain the truth
Time after time there are so many secret...
....decisions made
Where we have no choice and no representation...
....and have to say
It's in front of your face (It's in front of your eyes)
But you must open your eyes, if you're to see the truth
They try to tell us as a free we...
....run this country
But nobody wants to talk about the CIA files...
....files we can't see
"NATIONAL SECURITY" concerns a whole country but...
....we have no say
Our "security" blamed for our restricted freedom a game...
....the government plays
It's in front of your face
(It's in front of your eyes)
But you must open your eyes,
If you're to see the truth
When there are secrets that we don't know
Then the ideal they pass as freedom in this country is a fake
When we are left with no right or no voice to choose
Then we're not living in a free and democratic state
It's in front of your face
(It's in front of your eyes)
But you must open your eyes,
if you're to see the truth
It's what you don't know
"Free Nation?"
(lyrics: Justin Sane/music: Anti-Flag)
State officials talk of freedom THEY-TALK
In this country that we live in THEY-TALK
Free to be harassed and be beaten by the pigs YOUR RIGHTS-NO RIGHTS
Till your fucking broken, crippled, or until you're fucking dead
They pass laws unfair to gays THEIR-WORK
And separatist laws to keep the non-whites in their place THEIR-WORK
Family values as a smoke screen blowing in your face THEIR TRUTH-NO TRUTH
Family values isn't something that shouldn't be based on hate
Justice presides over them, late into the night
A blind fold covering their eyes but something isn't right...
Under their arms there are shackles on her legs
And the hands that once held up her scales are bound, are bound in chains
And behind their closed doors they conspire through the night MORE WORK-SICK
WORK
And they won't stop until this nation is all straight and all white
They call it a free nation, but all it is, is a nazi nation
"Outbreak"
(lyrics: Justin Sane/music: Anti-Flag)
The president got caught getting head
So soon some people will be dead
Iraqi bodies scattered around
By the cluster bombs that land in their barracks and their homes
They (i.e. U.S. Representatives) get on T.V. and openly state
That Saddam Hussein should be removed from his place
If anybody said that about the U.S. president
The U.S. military would rip them a new ass
So where is the real terrorist?
In the Middle East or the U.S.?
So who is the real terrorist?
Is it Saddam Hussein or the U.S. president?
"Police Story"
(lyrics: Justin Sane/music: Justin Sane/Chris Head)
A black man driving down the street one day
Pulled over by racist boys in blue in Brentwood, PA
There's no real reason, they don't have any right
It's just that in their eyes he's not the correct shade of white...
Driving in a neighborhood that's reigned by whites
Ain't healthy for a black man trying to live a lengthy life
All those cops they walked off free, but him he's in a grave
His name is Johnny Gammage, on of thousands they have slain
We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear
Patrol man cruising in his car at night
Just looking for some homeys he can rough up in a fight
Pulled over 3 kids in a total rage
Next thing you know there's bodies all over the place
His back up came & they're all acting tough
3 kids vs. 6 or 7 cops all armed with billy clubs
The cops they did it just cause those kids color and their age
They say that's not the truth, but this happens every fucking day!!!
We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear
Fear of what you're gonna do, when a cop's talking shit to you
Fear of what you're gonna say, when the cops come gunning your way
Fear of what you shouldn't do, when the cops try to provoke you
Fear that on any given day, the cops should take your life away...
They say they're here to keep the peace...
WHAT A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SHIT!!!
We've got no rights...
....when cops can kill
It's not right...
....we live in fear
TAKE BACK YOUR RIGHTS!!!
"The Consumer's Song"
(lyrics/music: Justin Sane)
Don't trust them as far as you can throw them
'Cause as strong as you may be you won't be able to move them an inch
But you don't have to believe me go ahead and be the corporate stooge
that they trained you to be and...
THEN YOU'LL SEE WHAT YOU GET FOR YOUR LOYALTY!
They call it "down sizing" but that's just a backhanded saying
For the phrase:
"We're gonna screw you, till you're down on your knees...
And you better not try to complain 'cause there's another
Hundred stiffs like you, all who'd plead...I'D KISS YOUR ASS JUST FOR A CHANCE
TO BE A WHORE TO YOUR COMPANY!!!"
You see it every day, everywhere, on the t.v. screen
Each time a different face or family, but it's always the same
"We worked here all our lives, gave them everything we had and now
they say they're gonna move the factory, to a third world country where
the labor is cheap."
But the fact my friend that you don't see
Is the money you spend on the goods they make
Supports their methods of abuse on the third world scene
And in your very own backyard, yes your country
So I won't be the consumer that they want me to be
Because the goods I own, aren't going to set me free
So I won't buy that crap, they want to sell me
Because the goods I own, won't set anyone free
"This is NOT a Crass Song"
(lyrics: Justin Sane/music: Justin Sane/Pat Thetic)
You're walking down the street in the middle of the day
The sun is shinning brightly everything is quite ok
But then you hear this song, it makes you stop and yell out, "HEY!"
You might think that it is...
BUT THIS IS NOT A CRASS SONG
You might think that it is but I'm telling you it ain't!
Although I will admit it sounds like something they might write
It's a happy little ditty makes you stop and move you're feet
You might think that this is...
BUT THIS IS NOT A CRASS SONG!
Masterpieces don't usually get written in a minute
But this one took just seconds or even less time to pen it
But don't be too amazed, 'cause it's just got one verse and chantin'
Your might think that this is...
(read this line in your best Cockney accent)
Ahh...right...it's not a crass song is it?
The guitar riff is real savage and it ain't on all that on time
The vocals are so Cockney that they may just blow your mind
And it's got made up words like "icklee", "zicklee", "vin", and "plime"
You might think that this is...
NO! NO! THIS IS NOT A CRASS SONG!
We like to play it in the morning like to play it in the night
Do yourself a favor matey, sing it instead of starting fights
After only just one verse I'm telling you you'll feel all right
You might think that this is...
BUT THIS IS NOT A CRASS SONG!
Play it when you're walking, walking down the street
Play it when you're riding on your bike or on your feet
Doesn't really matter 'cause it's really really neat
You might think that this is...
Ahhh...
Sing it to your mommy, sing it to your dad
Sing it to your new girl friend or the one you just had...
THEIR SYSTEM DOESNT WORK FOR YOU
One day while sitting in my room
you came in preaching your words predicting doom
youve never once been happy with me
because im not what you want me to be...no
you tried to teach me to pray and go to school
you tried to teach me to be the systems tool
but you missed what i was smart enough to see
that their system doesnt work for you or me
chorus
oh...dont believe what they say is true
oh...their system doesnt work for you
oh...you can be what you want to be
oh...dont have to choose to join the corporate army
for god and country give up your life
dont try to figure out whats wrong or right
you never tried to stop to look to see
that youre exactly what youre told to be
you did everthing fucking right
you followed the systems guiding light
and now you bitch to me to fucking get a job
when you dont like the fucking life youve got
(you fucking corporate whore)
chorus (repeat)
dont have to choose to join their corporate army (x2)
your choice (x8)
CLASS PLAGUE
we have no rights and i am pissed
the bill of rights does not exist
this whole system is a lie
this system we should defy
class plague (x4)
society the one we hate
stop corruption its too late
this whole system is built by the rich
its time we should dig their ditch
class plague (x4)
society separates more and more
the rich are getting richer the poor are getting poorer
capitalisms time to fall has come
its time we should have revolution
revolution...its time to over throw
revolution...lets hit them with a blow
revolution...seal our fate
revolution...its time to make the rich pay
I'm Being Watched By The CIA
They said there's drug dealers selling on my street
Those fuckers capped me three times in the feet
I've got two slugs embedded in my chest
Two hollow points from the nations best
I'M BEING WATCHED BY THE CIA
They call me on the phone when I'm home alone
They ask for the Marines but they're just a bunch of whores
They spend their money on hotels just so that they can tell
Tell Mr. President that I'm jerking off
I'M BEING WATCHED BY THE CIA!!!
Your Daddy was a Rich Man, Your Daddy's Fucking Dead
All you ever do is brag about your dad
Well what the mother fucking hell did he
ever do?
He had some money, I guess he was fucking rich
Yeah, well if you ask me I think you dad
has a fuckin' dick
He was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead
Your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's
fucking dead
He was a brainwashed, scum fucker,
wasted mother fucking piece of shit
Dead...
Your daddy made a lot of fucking money,
I guess that means he was a real fucking
honey?
Yeah more like your dad was just a
mother fucking scum bag who had to stick a
needle into his dick to get high
Your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's
fucking dead
Your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's
fucking dead
Your daddy was a scumbag, mother fucker,
fuckhead, asshole, peice of shit
He was a whore, a fuckin' rich peice of
whore
She's My Little Go-Go Dancer
I was talking to this girl before a show
Does she like me? I don't know
I asked her to go out on Saturday night
She said "OK that would be alright"
Then she left she had to go to work
She gave me her number and said, "I feel like a
jerk."
I asked her if she'd dance for a song
She said she'd be dancing all night long
She's my little go-go dancer (x3)
She's my little fast kids go-go-go
She didn't tell me she danced in a cage
Hanging high above the stage
I worked my way with a push and a shove
Before I knew I knew it I was in love
I waited every second until Saturday night
I took her to dinner things were going alright
Then we went out dancing went to have some fun
We danced and we danced - danced all night long
She's my little go-go dancer (x3)
She's my little fast kids go-go-go
Davey Destroyed the Punk Scene
He thinks because he's got spikes on his
leather, that he's the punkest, he thinks
he's better! He walks arounds with his
nose in the air, the only thing bigger
than his ego is his hair
He thinks that uniform he's wearing is a
good excuse for his snobby glaring
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
I don't know when punk became a uniform,
I always thought uniforms were
for the army
But I guess he's got punk rock
hair, he's paid a fortune for his gear
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
We've got to try to stick together Oi!
Oi! We're not supposed to fight
each other Oi! Oi! Stand against the government
but stand up for ourselves Oi! Oi!
If this ignorance continues punk will be
lost on the book shelves
What happened to punk rock kids uniting,
now we're competing, now we're
fighting. He drives the younger kids away,
sacrificing us for his image, punk rock
kids will pay
Davey destroyed the punk scene
He thinks that uniform he's wearing,
makes him a punk, yeah
Davey destroyed the punk scene
It's already destroyed!
No More Dead
Why don't you come over here and see what you have created
It'll make you laugh so hard you'll cry
And lookin' into the black you made me so far past sick
Lookin' into your eyes I wish you'd die.
No more dead (x2)
Well I've seen the crosses burnt and holy
And the poeple they all come down they're screaming,
"Hey man, it's a fix!"
And I looked into the cause in which, you were striving towards;
And I thought, thought of the wasted, wasted youth...
No more dead (x2)
He's lying all alone. His life is stolen, yes it's gone
Into the black of night can't you see it was no fault of his own
Trapped into a ghetto, bred intoa slum, killing his own instead
of rich white men
And he's never gonna escape from it now,
because it's over, and he's dead
The end.
You've got to Die for the Government
You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your
government?
Die for your country? That's shit!
There's a Gulf War vet, dying a slow, cold death
And the government says, "We don't know the source of
his sickness."
But don't believe what they say, because your government is lying
They've done it before and don't you know they'll do it again
A secret test, government built virus
"Subject Test Group: Gulf Battle Field Troops"
You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your
government?
Die for your country? That's shit!
First World War veterans slaughtered, by General Eisenhower
You give them your life, they give you a stab in the back
Radiation, agent orange, tested on US souls
Guinea pigs for Western corporations
I never have, I never will
Pledge allegiance to their flag
You're getting used, you'll end up dead!
You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your
government?
Die for your country? That's shit!
I don't need you to tell me what to do
And I don't need you to tell me what to be... FUCK YOU!
I don't need you to tell me what to say
And I don't need you to tell me what to think! What to think!
What to think, what to think, what to think, think, think, think!
You've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your
government?
Die for your country? That's shit!
Drink Drank Punk
Gulp, gulp, gulp
I want to drink more beer
Until I puke
Drink Drank Punk
I'm so cool
I can drink so much
I can drink more than you
Drink Drank Punk
Met a girl at the bar oh
She was a 10 at 2:00 I
gave her four stars oh
I took her home she spent
the night oh
At 10:00 AM she was a FRIGHT
Some old guy bought me some alcohol
We got druck at the mall
Drink Drank Punk
Mom's gonna get us at the mall oh
In a druken stupor hope I don't fall oh
I chew on a big wad of gum oh
Mom won't notice, she's old and DUMB
Drink Drank Punk
Rotten Future
All you punkers with your
No Future dreams
Follow Johnny Rotten and
all our preset beliefs
Following society be what
they want you to be
Drunk and Quiet
"there's no future for me."
IMPATIENCE with society
BE WHAT they want you to be
IMPATIENCE "there's no future here"
"I'm not lazy I just don't care"
Of course there is no future when
you make sure there is none
Impatience "time is wasting,
there is No Future to be won"
If you truly don't care,
then why talk No Future
Excuses hang like nooses
"I've given up I just don't care"
IMPATIENCE with society
BE WHAT they want you to be
IMPATIENCE "there's no future here"
"I'm not lazy I just don't care"
Of course you'll bring no change
when you sit home on your couch
We need to stand up and fight
bring our future to a start
We can change anything just as
long as we take the time
Generations, generations, generations...
they're not the same
IMPATIENCE with society
BE WHAT they want you to be
IMPATIENCE "there's no future here"
"I'm not lazy I just don't care"
Fuck Police Brutality
A bunch of punks hangin' out on the streets before a show.
Patty wagon pulls up -instinct- "Run man, let's just go!"
Cop chaces them through the streets and then they go inside
They run into a show where maybe they can hide
FUCK POLICE BRUTALITY
He hides just standing in the crowd
there's nowhere he can run
The cop comes up behind him and he cracks him with a gun.
Drags his bloody ass outside and throws him to the ground.
"There's no where left to take you boy, you're already downtown."
FUCK POLICE BRUTALITY
But the cops can do no wrong.
They can kill, they can rape, they can do what they want,
But the cops can do no wrong.
We've got to fight, take back the night,
the cops are just like Hitler's Third Reich,
do what they want.
Who do we fear? Who do we trust? How do we know?
Punk by the Book
Covered in leather, or plaid patches, or metal studs
Your hair is dyed or spiked with glue
You only talk to those who look and act the way you do
Cause you think you're so fucking cool
Punk. Punk. Punk.
Punk by the book.
You say that punk to you is what's in your mind not what you
wear, but you know you're so full of shit
You scoff at how the cops treat you, but they're no worse than
dicks like you! I just can't understand what you're thinking.
Punk. Punk. Punk.
Punk by the book.
You're punk by the book... Hey! Hey!
You're punk by the book! Book!
Red White and Brainwashed
They use the flag to control us
Brainwash us to be their patriotic slaves
Program our minds by controlling what we learn
The only difference from the Nazis is that
Someone tried to stop them
RED WHITE AND BRAINWASHED
The government says they're working for us
Just as long as we increase their pay
But the minute they get into office we're a has-been
A yesterday
RED WHITE AND BRAINWASHED
The red stands for the blood of all the people
we've slain
The white for this racist, bigoted foundation
The blue for your aryan eyes -- all empty
Empty because you're taught to bow down to the man
"Fly that flag, that flag of freedom."
"Do what you can for your country."
Go and fight their wars for them
"They're not following in our footsteps,
KILL THEM!"
RED WHITE AND BRAINWASHED
They call that being a patriot
I just call it ignorant
If you don't fight to make thing better
Then you're the one betraying this country!
RED WHITE AND BRAINWASHED
Kill the Rich
A billionaire chatting with his friends, they've gotta stop to laugh
"We've really got those
suckers fooled, we've got 'em trained like rats!"
The riches plot, control your mind, to make you blame yourself
"The rich are rich because they're smarter than me..."
You're taught this is right, that it's your fault
KILL, KILL, KILL!
They throw a war like a party saying,
"It's for a moral cause..."
Telling you if you're a patriot that,
"YOU BETTER DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD!"
You burn a flag, you're gonna hang, brainwashed nationalism
makes you a tool
They're getting rich by selling weapons to both countries, you
never think to question what you're told!
KILL, KILL, KILL!
They're gonna give you nothing
They want to take away the little they call something
You know you're being used, but still you play along.
If you're not complacent,
you're doing something wrong.
One day they'll push too far that marks the beginning
of their end.
We'll bring them crashing down 'til they're all dead,
they're all dead!
The time is growing near... put the trigger to the man... Ok, kill 'em!
Safe Tonight
You know I feel so violent, just want to break some glass
Every day I pray it'll be my last
Turning to a blank wall wondering what to do? Turning to a caliber .22
Every day he starts the same old fight. And every day it just gets worse by night
If I hit the streets I think I'll be alright. But until I do, I won't be safe tonight...
Safe tonight
Every day I remember all that led to this.
And every day don't you know I get a little more pissed
Banging on myself because I just don't care. There's nothing left for me back there
He's twisted and violent, I don't know what to do.
I left there for the streets last night
Thinking only of you, be safe tonight
Safe tonight
It all falls down on to me, like a baseball bat. It hurts me, haunts me, hurts me, haunts me
I never want to go back. I'm twisted tonight, and I don't know what to do
I'm twisted tonight, I want to be with you, I want to be with you,
I want to be with, be with, be with, be with
you...
You'd do the Same
You think you're oh so
different
Well, you'd do the same as
me, yeah
You're just a hypocrite
When you make fun of me
You'd do the same
Well, you've done it now
You've blown your ride
Wasting your time
Is all your time
You'd do the same
Don't look down
You'd do the same
Summer Squatter go Home
Go home, go home
Squatter go home
I think I hear your Mommy callin'
On your cellular phone
She said your dad wants his car back
So you'd better go home
Squatter go home (x4)
Go home, go home
Squatter go home
You got no money for the punk rock show
It's delegated for a beer and a ho
Spitting, pissing, cumming, and shitting
So you have cool clothes
Squatter go home
I see you sittin' on the boulevard with your tired and pissed off stare
Tellin' everyone your hard luck story, and what landed you here
You think of mommy and of daddy out in their safe suburban home
And you know that's where you're gonna be when you start to feel the cold
I'm saying poser go home
Poser squatter go home
Summer squatter go home
Poser squatter go home
Squatter go home (x4)
Summer squatter go home
Police State in the USA
The Berlin Wall falls in the East
The West claims triumph, "We've really got 'em beat!"
Politicians from the West claim the police state's dead
But what about the police state in the West?
Police state in the USA
It's fascism with a friendly face
Police state in the USA
The government controls everything you do
With the police and the feds watching over you
You try to stand against them and you'll end up dead
As your front door is smashed in by the ATF
Police state in the USA
It's fascism with a friendly face
Police state in the USA
Your television screen shows the feds most wanted
But do you truly know why these men are being hunted?
It's a big brother state it's the same as the East
The cops protect the rich and the corporate elite
Police state in the USA
It's fascism with a friendly face
Police state in the USA
Confused Youth
She's always askin' him what he wants to do
How many times does he have to say, he's fucking confused?
He'd run away but they're nowhere else to run
Why do they try to conform us? We just wanna have fun
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth
"Why don't you go to school? You need to
grow up."
They're so inatuated like growing up is something
you shoot up
Some girls my age they want to have a baby
Some of them wanna get married... they're fucking crazy
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth
Adults like to bring us up to be and act like them
If we don't act alike discard and try again
There is no room deep in their eyes for an individual
"Conform" and "Stand in line" make sure you fit the mold
It's alright to grow old, to mature and become wise
too bad all they seem to want is to die in ignorance
"Straighten your back, straighten your face and lose your grin"
"It's time to be serious, think hard but always give in"
"You are the inferior, open your eyes and close your mouth"
"Grow up to be just like me watch and follow with no doubt"
Train children like a dog
"Try not to get in the way"
"When I talk you should obey"
"Try not to get in the way"
It's not a war
What are you fighting for?
Life's not a war
There's no need to conform
We need help but not everyday
There's no need to, no need to use force
We need help but not in every single way
We don't need utter control
"Why don't you go to school? You need to grow up"
Like growing up is something that you just shoot up
All of us we'd run away, but where would we go?
Just loosen your grip on our leash you don't have to let go
We gotta fight, fight, fight
Fight for our youth
Confused youth
WANT AN ANARCHY
they call the us a free country well, it's not and you know it it's nothing
but facism, capitalism, and fear they're lying and we're crying out to everyone
here we can fight back we can fight back they're got us bowing on our knees
we can stop them we can fight back we want anarchy! we won't take no
we won't take we want anarchy! we will fight back we will fight back can't buy
a beer, can't buy cigarettes but i can die fighting for that freedom that
freedom that they're taken away we can fight back the taxes-every time you buy a
beer you fuckin' pay them you give them all your money while you
drink your life away if we are all united we can take back our lives while they stand
divided we can fight them and their laws if we get up off our knees
we can show them that we are people we can take back this "free" country we can
have an anarchy there is freedom for all people they contradict
this everyday there are laws against the cubans there are laws against the gays
there is freedom of religion we can choose any of them all but the
christians rule this country and the priests are above the law
THEY DON'T PROTECT YOU
the rich control the world's economic state creating poverty for their own sake poverty
breeds crime, that threatens you so you support the police in
what ever they do you give up your rights don't you know the truth? it makes no
difference they.. don't protect you! don't protect you! don't protect
you! don't protect you! don't protect you! and that's the truth! this police state only
benefits the rich because the cops give them power to keep us all
quiet with police disguised as the guardians of the masses we'll never suspect their
role is to save the rich bastards! you're all complacent you're
totally fooled you bought the system's lies but they.. don't protect you! don't protect
you! don't protect you! don't protect you! don't protect you!
you've been taught to eat the "complacency brand" fed to you by your rich slave
masters hand you don't need to stand against this covert class war
because you're brainwashed in the laws some old rich bastard's wrote! and the
police would kill you if they could that's their job, no they.. don't
protect you! don't protect you! don't protect you! don't protect you! don't protect you!
I CAN'T STAND BEING WITH YOU
everything that you did everything that you said you may as well be down at the
mall 'cause that's no different, than being at the bar i saw that look in
your eyes it made me realize that you changed, changed from what you were and
now you're no better than a pop culture whore i can't stand being
with you i can't stand that bar scene that you're into can't you see what you've become,
it's every fucking thing that you swore you'd always snub i
can't stand being with, being with sit there like all the old fools perched up high on your
bar stool one day you told me, "i'll never be like them.." but i
don't see a difference from the outside looking in all the punks at the bar like they could
start up a war revolution plotted in a bottle, the thought
makes me laugh and i turn on some nirvana i can't stand being with you i can't stand that
bar scene that you're into can't you see what you've become,
it's every fucking thing that you swore you'd always snub i can't stand being, being with you
being with you, being with i can't stand being with you i
can't stand that bar scene that you're into can't you see what you've become, it's every fucking
thing that you swore you'd always snub i can't stand
being with, being with you being with you, being with you, being with
WE'VE GOT HIS GUN
dad keeps a gun in the drawer in his room my best friend is coming over to play we've
got his gun we're having fun trying to find where the bad guys
are i pull the trigger and shoot my friend oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no run in the
house, grab the phone, and call for help they said, "hold on, we'll be
right there" now help has come they've got the gun try to bring him back to life but
it's too late he is dead oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no i've watched
the news for many years this happens every week this happens in your town don't
keep a gun in your house don't keep a gun in your house oh no oh
no oh no oh no
THE TRUTH
no lyrics
INDIE SUX, HARD-LINE SUX, EMO SUX, YOU SUCK!
the indie kids are a bunch of snobs they complain my timing's all off i think
timing is for stupid fucks! why do they think i play punk rock!!! steve
albini playing god of indie heave, stupid dorks keeping time in seven and
eleven! indie sux, hard-line sux, emo sux, you suck! indie sux, hard-line sux,
emo sux, you suck! i'm not a vegan and i have had sex, so some hard-line kids
tried to kick my ass if you're not like them they want to clean your
clock they're nothing but a bunch of jocks! they're anti-choice, they're facist
youth, their songs all song like metal tunes! indie sux, hard-line sux, emo
sux, you suck! indie sux, hard-line sux, emo sux, you suck! but what about
punk rock? what about punk rock? hahahaha i've been told emo songs are
deep, which translates into really weak!!!!! all they ever do is cry, did
something get caught in their eyes? i just can't understand it all, even i don't
always bawl.. boohoohoo.. my girlfriend dumped me and i'm really
really hurt... indie sux, hard-line sux, emo sux, you suck! indie sux, hard-line sux,
emo sux, you suck! they sux, you suck, they sux, you suck.....
ANTI-VIOLENT
100 kids just having fun until you come your steroid arms and skinny head you
cut your wrists slash your face call it performance art trying to be cool
you're ignorant anti-violent anti-violent anti-violent anti, anti you start a fight
drink beer all night and molest little girls tell everyone there that you're
psycho psy so psy psycho well i don't think you're psycho you're just another
show off go and shoot up one, one last time anti-violent anti-violent
anti-violent anti, anti we don't need your war we don't need your war we
don't need your war anti-violent anti-violent anti-violent anti, anti anti-violent
anti-violent anti-violent anti, anti
YOU'LL SCREAM TONIGHT
last night i turned on my tv and i couldn't believe what was on some
fucking rich kid crying cause her, her boyfriend left her cold well why the fuck is
this shit playing over air? to make us feel sorry for some fucking millionaire?
well i was getting pissed and i was getting mad, i took a chair and
smashed it right into the set some fucking businessman is crying "boo-fucking-
hoo.." as he stops and thinks of all the "poor suckers" he screwed well
i said, fuck this propaganda, fuck the news, it just controls your minds it fills your,
head with crap! you'll scream tonight, so throw it away you'll
scream tonight, so stay away, stay away it's a commercial about some barbie
type clone blonde she's six foot four and only weighs one hundred
pounds she looks so natural like a fucking starving child they sell her body
and her self esteem out loud some old man sits the drooling at this fucking
smut "if she'd take off her shirt, well that would be good luck!" "what was she
advertising for anyways?" he can't remember, "but she sure had killer
legs..." degrading women well it's, nothing new he's got a hard on now and
that's just, fucking, "great news" you'll scream tonight, so throw it away
you'll scream tonight, so stay away, stay away you'll scream tonight, so
throw it away you'll scream tonight, so stay away, stay away
THEIR SYSTEM DOESNT WORK FOR YOU
one day while sitting in my room you came in preaching your words predicting
doom you've never once been happy with me because im not what you
want me to be...no you tried to teach me to pray and go to school you tried to
teach me to be the systems tool but you missed what i was smart enough
to see that their system doesn't work for you or me chorus oh...don't believe
what they say is true oh...their system doesn't work for you oh...you can
be what you want to be oh...don't have to choose to join the corporate army
for god and country give up your life don't try to figure out what's wrong
or right you never tried to stop to look to see that you're exactly what you're
told to be you did everything fucking right you followed the systems
guiding light and now you bitch to me to fucking get a job when you don't
like the fucking life you've got (you fucking corporate whore) chorus (repeat)
don't have to choose to join their corporate army (x2) your choice (x8)
BORN TO DIE
he knew he was gonna get it bad as his dad bailed him out of jail leading
him from the station, by a handful of his hair, he said, "i just don't know what
to do with you boy, i just don't understand!?!?!? what the hell makes you
act like this?" and looking back, this lost punk said, "i found it dad, i found
the meaning of life. you're only born so you can die." so you can die, so
you can die, so you can die she was showered in money she was showered
with jewels but her dad beat her every day and night and there was nothing
she could do she cut her wrists at seventeen everyone wondered why she
had it all, she was rich and pretty, but alone each night she'd cry she found
it now, she found the meaning of life you're only born so you can die so you
can die, so you can die, yeah they found it now, they found the meaning of
life you're only born so you can die they found it now, they found the
meaning of life you're only born so you can die so you can die, so can die,
so you can die die, die so you can die, so you can die so you can die, so you
can die
I'M HAVING A GOOD DAY
watching tv talk shows is a lot of fun i like it when they alwasy have on people
who are shooting guns inbred couples from west virginia inbred people,
who want to kill you! i saw a story about a man who was fucking his daughter,
and his wife was fucking her mother it was the kind of thing that'd make
you want to shoot up! yes tonight's gonna be a really good time i'm gonna go
out and get real fucking high i'll shoot some guns, i'll drive around in my
car, you know i'll probably end up at the fucking bar and while i'm there i'm
gonna, get real high, i'm gonna kick some ass, i'm gonna fuck shit up!!! i'll
kick you in your fucking teeth if you get in my way..because i'm having a
good day!!! i'm having a good day i'm just having a good day and i don't want
you there! no, you'll be at hime watching your tv set you've got your hand
holding your fucking dick, and you're cumming in your fucking mouth..ok
NOT GONNA CHANGE
the only people that i bow down to are my family it kind of sucks that my
loved ones don't let me do what I want to do grandma always says to me "it's
just a phase" well wake up grandma It's my life and i'm not gonna change
i'm not gonna i'm not gonna i'm not gonna not gonna change alright we fight
but I'm not gonna change no "your fucked up hair your fucked up clothes
why don't you look normal?" why don't you judge me for who i am, who i am
people mock me on the street ignorant and sheltered i'd like to think
you're not the same you're not the same i'm not gonna i'm not gonna i'm not
gonna not gonna change
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