Ever wonder what the Hell is coming out
of Cory's mouth? What's Fat Blasko really trying to say? What really is the
price of devotion and where can I buy some? Some lyrics might add some insight.
By the way, this is the first I've seen of these lyrics. I seriously had no idea
what I've been drumming to for two years. Some of this stuff is surprising.
The 7-11 Girl
(Olsson)
It’s
where we go, our beer soaked minds
Talking about all the times
We went
there before, went there before
What
the fuck? Something’s new
It’s
not the wings or the things we do
The old
hag that usually serves us
Is
gone, gone, GONE!!!
~Chorus
I dig,
the 7-11 Girl
You
dig, the 7-11 Girl
We dig,
the 7-11 Girl
I love
the 7-11 Girl
And I
hope she comes back tomorrow night
Lead
~Chorus
End.
Ambulance
Ride (Olsson/Purnell)
The
Ambulance is sweet
It
flashes alooooottttt
The
ambulance is quick
It
helps people that are sick
the
ambulance costs alot
even
if you get shot
it
will always find you
always
find you
Cheap Scotch (Olsson)
I
wish it all would stop,
But it
feels good on top.
I wish
that I could apologize
for the
alchemy and my demise.
You
were so nice to me
And I
was the asshole
That
you didn’t want me to be.
The
liquid grips me so,
It
shakes me to and fro.
The
truth really is that I’m a bad person,
And our
condition can only worsen.
I hope
I’ll never make amends
And we
can still be friends.
Your
really a chick,
I
really deserve a kick.
You
thought that I was nice
And now
your views have changed on me twice.
I will
always take offence
and
your views about me won’t mend.
Ending
2x
You
were so nice to me
and I
was the asshole that you didn’t want me to be.
Cocky Kids
(Purnell)
Before I go to school
I put
on my shirt that says I’m cool
Am I a
true porn star
Or am I
just a wanna be
Does
you girlfriend think I’m Hot
Maybe
not, Maybe NOT!!
Look in
the mirror your not that hip.
I’m
sick of all your nonsense shit
~Chorus
Dirty
Princess Ugly Princess
Where
did you get that shirt
Get
your dad to return it
Cause
it makes you look like dirt
~Chorus
I’m
so great I’m jealous of myself
Is a
loser statement made
You
can’t buy self esteem
Think
for yourself, don’t copy every theme.
~Chorus
Cocky
Kids go to school
They
put on nike clothes and think their cool
Cocky
Kids don’t you realize
Your
just the same as the other guys
Drunk Punk
(Olsson)
Let’s
go for a walk on the trail
Bring
along some traditional ale
Come
get drunk in the park with me
Well
pass out under a tree.
If
you want you can sing a song
That’s
why I grow my hair so long
Good
times are better with your friends
It
makes things less harder in the end.
Chorus
You will always, be a drunk
punk
Remember
the good times and the bad times
A
wise man once told me, that punk people
Will
always do punk things.
Fight The Bully
(Purnell)
Moving
in the local market,
Another
corporate chain.
Forcing
out small owners
With an
ugly corporate name…
You sit
and watch big business take over
You
cant risk your life work to stop the monopoly
-It
gets harder and harder
to
compete in this world
when
the bully slaps you
in the
face with cold hard money…
we have
to put our brainwashed minds together
Unite,
and strengthen for the needs of the working people
-all I
want is quality
and
value for my work
not
some cheapo joe deal
who
tells you his stuff is real…
Fight The Fascism (Olsson)
When
the world is really screwed up,
That’s
when the fascist dictators rise up.
To
power,
And
make the people cower.
They
impose their fascist ideals and shit.
Controlled
participation, and indoctrination on a nation.
Chorus~
Depression
lets them rise,
Which
leads to our countries demise.
Don’t
listen to their false charisma
Revolt!
I know you have it in ya.
When
the world is really screwed up,
That’s
when the fascist dictators rise up.
To
power,
And
make the people cower.
They
impose their fascist ideals and shit.
Controlled
participation, and indoctrination on a nation.
Chorus~
2x
Fight
the fascism!
Burn
the neo-nazis!
Following The Red Brick Road
(Olsson)
‘the
united states of america pushes everyone around!!!”
So
fight for your right not to be fucked around
Raise
up your middle finger when their boot comes down
It’s
time to show them their not so strong
So
combat the power and break from the clamp down
If
you fall to the ground, spit on their boots
With
fire in our hands we will burn their asshole views
Hidden Cold Rage
(Purnell)
Over
Half a century has past
The
stress develops and passes
But it
stays in the back corner of their minds
With
tense erect of all the masses
Countless
countries are ripped and torn
Only a
few have prosper
Corruptness
plagues only the poor
And now
the arsenal is in their hands
Where
did they get those shoes,
How did
they learn to tie them?
Marching
together in uniform
With
weapons they are ready to condemn
Where
did the deprived get the bombs
To
destroy the earth
It was
the blind major powers
That
will cause the lack of birth
Lifeline (Purnell)
Where
is my life going?
The
time goes by so fast.
Everything
is changing, yet
All
I do is think of the past.
Memories
of good times,
Float
in my mind.
The
build-up of pain,
I
keep far behind.
Chorus~
Everyone
that I have known,
Has
always lifted me up.
Now
that I am going away,
I
hope that no one turns corrupt
People
come, and people go.
There
is always someone new
I
want everyone to know,
That
I never will forget you.
Chorus~
Chorus 2x
Don’t
forget,
I
didn’t want to leave
Don’t
forget, you know
I
miss you and I will grieve.
Ending
Please…
don’t forget,
Please…
don’t forget,
I
will always be with you,
So
just don’t forget.
No Talent Pretty Boys
(Schole)
They’re taught to sing and dance
As long
as they lose their pants
The
teenage girls go wild
And the
money gets piled
Chorus~
We try
so hard to make it today
But
it’s only good looks that pay
They
don’t write their own music
A
walking time bomb, we must diffuse it
Chorus~
Why are
they the ones with the breaks?
They
can’t play, they’re all just fakes
They’re
every teenage girl’s dream
We just
suck, they think were mean
Chorus~
2x
They’ve
got the looks
We’ve
got the talent
We’ve
got the instruments in the cases
All
they’ve got are pretty faces
Ending
We
don’t think you’re so hot
We’d
like to see your blood clot
Because
they’ve got the looks
But
we’ve got the talent
Out Of Time
(Olsson)
Sitting
here all alone,
With my
thoughts on my own.
Thinking
of the days,
When
things were different.
Chorus~
The
time is going by so fast,
Talk to
some one then throw them away.
I’ve
always known something that will last
But
I’ll save it up and get drunk another day.
Taking
count of the days,
Before
they actually happen.
Finding
out what went wrong,
Our
love will die cause its not that strong.
Chorus~
If
I’m not going to last,
Please
be the same and don’t throw me away.
Things
are changing nothing ever lasts,
I’ve
been building up my life for that final day.
Out of
time
On the
line
Sad
song, all wrong
The
feeling lasts oh so long
Raved Out
(Purnell)
Hello,
you look brilliantly beautiful
I’m
sure we’ve met before
You’ve
changed your look but
I
don’t remember your name anymore
You
dance a rave style
With a
tulip in your hair
Retro
clothes and a
strobe
light slowing to a stare.
C~
The
bass runs through a vein
to your
limestone liver.
Dancing
like a goddess
But on
the inside you quiver.
Do what
you will
It’s
your life to live
Be
aware that
It’s
a heart you give.
C~Chorus
She’s
losing feeling,
She’s
losing sight,
She’s
lost her love
In a
puddle of fright
Ending
What is
next?
Charlie,
Acid, ecstasy, death…
Are You Too Smart For Me? (Purnell/Olsson)
Chorus
are
you a walking dictionary
do
you answer every question
Do
you have a big vocabulary
are
you interested in education
do
you read as slow as me
or
lose every spelling bee
do
you like the library
are
you too smart for me
When
I listen to smart people
I
just smile and nod my head
I
don’t understand their large words
I’m
sure that I have misread
Chorus
The
teacher says I’ll get no where
but
i don’t seem to really care
most
people say that I am dum
my
councellor says I’ll be a bum
Chorus
The Invisible Hand Smacks Us In The
Ass Once Again (Olsson/Purnell)
Rich
people always have their say,
Poor
people always seem to pay.
Why
suck up if you don’t get your way,
Those
stuck up snobs will fall today.
Where’s
our rights and equality?
Those
capitalist bastards just cannot see.
The
governments controlled by big business,
While
the proletariat are being opressed.
There’s
a loser named adam smith
His
philosophies are all a myth
He and
the bourgoises are cheese
So give
us a share of the wealth please
What
happened to our stat holiday.
And why
don’t we get our severance pay.
The
common man is treated like crap.
So what
do you think about that.
Chorus
The Price Of Devotion
(Olsson)
Open
your eyes to what I see,
Unspoken
devotion between you and me.
They
speculate and point fingers,
Because
they are no longer with us.
I’m
with you, and your with me,
And our
opposition just cannot see
Our
plan to fight with a stand,
And
burn the flag of reprimand.
Chorus~
No
matter how many flags we burn,
The
asshole will still be there.
Oppressing
and waiting for a turn,
We
gotta stop them all cause I really care.
So if
you do not understand,
Then
I’m retching lost in our winter.
Hoping
to find a loud significant
Way to
light that glowing splinter
Chorus~
(guitar
solo)
Chorus~
Chorus~
I
don’t care what the price is
For my
dead devotion
Well
stand up and act all tough so
Fight
the system
Uncoordination-Indoctrination
(Olsson)
Chorus~
Quit
trying to run my life,
I
don’t want to fall under your nail and knife.
Keep
your religion to yourself,
Don’t
force it on me, don’t force it on me
Don’t
force your religion on me
Don’t
force your religion on me.
Verse
H.G.
Wells wrote a book
Called
the invisible man
And I
wish I was him ya,
The
invisible man.
Evolution
is the way,
And
Darwin’s right
Were
not made out of clay no,
Were
not made out of clay.
Starwars
is,
The
best series of three that,
I’ve
ever seen ya,
That
well ever see.
Chorus~ verse, Chorus~ verse, Chorus~
Working At The 'Dub (Nault)
I was young and broke and I needed some cash
They
turned me down everywhere, all real fast
Got a
call from a place, said they needed some staff
That
summer…
I
started working at the Dub
Flippin
burgers in the back
We
called it A and Grub
I must
have been on smack
Caught
on quick from the guys in the hell hole
Punk
music in my ears and grease in my soul
I
smoked for a month cause I thought I was cool
It was
funner…
When I
was workin at the Dub.
