| el mundo- paren el mundo, paren el mundo me quero bajar/it's interesting to me to constantly see everything that i hate, everything that i hate/ is it selfish to say, make it all go away, is it selfish to say, why cant it all go away/stop the world, stop the world i want to get off/paren el mundo, paren el mundo me quero bajar/it is not selfish to say make it all go away, its not selfish to say why cant it all go away/plug up the drain cause its all going down, plug up the drain cause its going down, hold your brain cause its going down too, fill your brain or you're gonna be through fill you brain or you're gonna be through time is money- money is nothing, money is shit/money is value placed every little bit/money is lost and money is spent/money in my hand came and is nothing time is shit/time is day value placed on every little bit time is is lost and time is spent/time in my hand came and went/who placed value on such worthlessness/but born into it-i dare you to try to escape it new poll's in- there's gonna be a nuclear winter to drown out global warming/ don't worry, this war won't get us drafted, we'll drop an H-bomb without warning/don't wanna die before i see the statue of liberty/ oh wait they just got that "how?" hijacked a plane in no time flat/ you never gave us a choice/the new poll is in, the official stance: keep terrorism at a third world glance/and those who pretend to care, act like it wasn't always here/ we pillaged and plundered, raped the earth, robbed the land for what it is worth/ it seems to me when a majority terrorizes a minority we call it authority/don't fuel the machine that feeds on people without a voice/let's give them a voice/you cant play god when there is no god when it comes to these situations this is the obligatory september 11th song that every punk band had to write about. the idea here is that America has waged this big "war on terror" and has spoken out against acts of terror and blah blah blah, but in reality, the American lifestyle is built on terrorist acts. just check out your history books, its filled with horrible stories of western imperealism and european take over throughout the world, many carried out with through oppressive violent acts of terror. but when the favored corporate machine carries out such acts, its called "national interest," not "terrorism." this rant could go on for pages... i donated my heart to science-i took a step backwards into progression/i stepped over many to claim my possision/there i built myself a clear heaven, though i can't seem to look through it in fear of reality/i condemned simplicity of living/i sinned long ago but never again/i'm taking more than i'm giving/surplus for me will be our famine/i donated my heart to science/i traded my life for security/i got a padlocked suit for profession/i got a shiny button to reinforce my descision/i've grown through my own self expression/ceaselessly enduring through a world of oppression/i pick my fights with bitter sarcasm/and i (never/always) back down when i am confronted this song characterizes the lifestyle that human self-interest drives us to follow. if you want to gain anything in this world, you will find yourself sacrificing, what i consider the more important aspects of life. like sincerety and compassion and love (yeah, im a hippy). we trade a lot to get a head in and in the end, i dont really know if i fight it more than i live it choice lines: "i condemned simplicity of living/i sinned long ago but never again" is about how the i once tried to live a life of morals and ethics, but now that ive accepted my fate as a human, i will never think with my heart again. "i got a padlocked suit for profession/i got a shiny button to reinforce my descision" is a visual of the typical Americanized character:trapped in a 9 to 5 job with a stiff business suit. the "shiny button" is one of those buttons that you get when you donate something. as in "i donated blood today" but "i donated my heart today!" obviously the "heart" is the emotional heart, not the organ. working at the pet store- where can i go to escape the consequence of human nature, oppressive inheritance/just step in and marvel at the wonder that is the non-human paradise of dominance/ where value and cost is a synonymous gesture of false love and regard for life/where the essence of living is merely determined by availability demand and price/think you got it bad? see the struggle of the domestications of our concrete jungle/where i can get away with murder, get away with slavery/get away with extortion, get away with thievery/where i can go to relieve my greed/where i'm the master and the crutch of a species in need/where i can go with a tear in my eye, where i can leave knowing that i tried/the most reasonable form of direct action/in our unreasonable world of human reason this song is about...you guess it....working at a pet store! see I worked at a place called "Pet Land" for a whlile, and durring my time there, a new world of exploitation was dawned on me. see, this place was supposed to be "high standard" and for the most part it was. it was generally clean with white shiny tiles and impressive displays. at first glance, it seemed like an awesome place to play with puppies, and an even better place to work . it seemed like the best way to directly help out animals, even if they were for sale. but soon enough i realized that the caring image that the store put off was little more than a sales facade that was enivitably focused on one aspect: PROFIT$. and with profit comes greed and with greed comes exploitation. they would always place money in higher value than they animals, and a lot of bad destructive descisions were made. eventually i was fired for spending too much time helping the animals (believe me, there is ALWAYS work to be done at a pet store) instead of actually selling them like products. since then the store has been rumored to get their animals from puppy mills and when i consider all of the sick dogs we got all the time, i wouldint doubt it. not alone- someone once told me that i could save the world, but the more i look around it doesn't seem worth saving to me/ but then it seems impossible to give up that fight, that never ending struggle to end our mental slavery/i'm not alone, i'm not alone, though we all didn't come from a single home/the choking fumes from a windowless room/not something you choose to believe/someone once told me it was important to him to successfully divert the next generation/that was one generation ago and here we are saving the world choice lines: "though we all didn't come from a single home/the choking fumes from a windowless room is not something you choose to believe" is about how altough we didnt all come from the same place, this reality of the world we live in is a dangerous one. its a reality that we must change or will enivitably consume us, whether you believe it or not. as much as we scream- as much as we scream "i don't need society" here's reality- i need you and you need me/ we're the population, the next generation, there is no reformation, we're ignoring what we've come to hate/knowledge is power, ignorance is vice/if words were life changing, these words would change you life/one sees the lives of many others seize a way of life/we spill all kinds of facts and lines or metaphors and one-liners/but its a dangerous commitment, more deadly if you didn't/if you swing you gotta hit it, be afraid if you miss it choice lines:" as much as we scream "i don't need society" here's reality- i need you and you need me." i think that sums it up pretty well. basically, even though we may come off like dumb angry kids bent on social destruction, we are all in this together, and its going to take the combined imagination of everyone here to get out of it. your lifestyle's a joke- you say its all just politics/"let's knock the gays and pick up chicks!"/our white skin don't mean a thing/intrinsically different, though all the same/tv said just lighten up, that's all they had to say about that/let it be known, its a deeper issue/irrational people see a different skin tissue/your lifestyle's a joke, but i'm not laughing/ your numbing cloud of just one race/"we're young and proud and in your face!"/i'll use one hand to shake my brothers/i'll fight you off with the other/we'll shut it down, we'll shut it down/i'll shut you down you racist klown/i'll bind all the failed efforts/we'll turn our backs on the racist frown this "lifestyle" in question here is that of many of the macho, elite morons that every scene has. and by "elite moron" i mean the elite racist white, sexist male, hetero sexist ass holes that single out everyone thats not like them. a lot of it also deals with the whole "anti P.C." manefesto that has become the trend of the tough guy scene. when even the media just says "lighten up" when it comes to political correctness, you know how the majority feels. its a lot easier to revert back to old stereotypes and use "politcally incorrect" terms. sure, we all do it, but its just another continuation of institutional disrimination if you ask me. choice lines: "we're yound and proud and in your face" to me, this is a satire of the whole "white with pride" think that infiltrates a lot of tough guy groups. but what do any of us really have to be proud of? you ain't nothin'- sit back, allow me to tell you a story/i see almost everyday in the butthole of the u.s.a./the call em the "good ole' boys" and it's plain to see/that once you step up to the noose they ain't gonna cut you free/if you ain't cowboy, you ain't nothing/there's gonna be a pillage tonight/if you ain't cowboy you ain't nothing/"we drink, we brawl, we fight!"/cowboy hats make me sick, as do marlboro cigarettes/snake skin boots, your ford truck, use your shotgun to hunt duck/looks like you boy's almost three,"i'm gonna take him hunting with me!"/yeah, i bet you would, and if you did i hope you miss and shoot your kid god at war -my birthright is my death right to a heaven in the sky/i can see it past the battlefields if i look really hard/my inherited advantage gets me first in line/lucky? hell, i'm born and raised american, dumb with pride/salvation based on culture is eternal genocide/god says please. god never said a fuckin' word to me/my birthright is my death right to rest in holy peace/so I wonder how many others i can take down with me/scripture in hand i pull it closer to my heart/this doctrine is nothing more than a declaration of (a racist, classist, specist, sexist ect.) war/is it really sacreligious to burn my holy draft card this song mainly questions the religious idea of salvation. of course, most religions say that their way to god is the only way to god and anything else is just a road to hell. as it goes, the descisions you make on earth will affect your afterlife status for the rest of eternity. however, in reality, we don't control most aspects of our being. most of it is pre determined by heredity, and environment. everyone is proned to a certain way of thinking based on where they live and how they are raised. but if you are one of the un lucky saps to be condemned with self thought and high level human consciousness, youre going to hell for not believing what you are told. see, every descision you make has been determined by your surroundings. how can any perfect god judge you for that? furthermore, certain religions are usually the characteristic of certian cultures. many people exposed to christianity are of western origion, or have been afftected some how by western culture. that makes up about one thrid of the population. so does that leave about 4 billion other people (primerally non western) who are already condemned to the depths of eternal tourture, just because they werent born into a life plagued with christianity? thats also the roots of many other descriminations (i.e. you aint christian, you aint nothin), but i wont bother with that. i personally cant belive that any "perfect judge" hasnt already taken this into consideration, and could possibly send ANYBODY to hell. but the bible swears that there is a hell, and people are goin to it. so when my human rationale conflits with another belief system, i reject it and make fun of it in songs. choice lines:"salvation based on culture is eternal genocide" means that when salvation is alreday pre determined by culture, it means that everyone of a different culture is going to hell...hmm, mass condemnation of people based off of culture? sounds like god and hitler had a bit in common.... committed crime- you can't deny the repercussions of your actions/your false pretenses, unsatisfactions/your volume knob replaced with "apathy control" set on overdrive/when can i see the real you, you see me/why succumb to pre-packaged negativity/ i don't have a "light" to let you see, but i'll tell you what we need/what we need is a new way of thinking, we need a bit of a revolution/the answer to the problem is the problems lack of answers/negativity-like a disease spreading faster than cancer/but we can't turn back the time to stop the committed crime/it's history as we know it and i don't wanna know it as this/i knew a kid, don't know him anymore, but i'm not done, i'll find him, i'll settle the score/cause after all we don't think it's right to give up without a fight, or even stop to give it up at all/screws fall out everyday, the world's a perfect place...no place better than this some place and no place- i'm for annihilation, nihilism, nihilism/ i got my master plan, they just don't understand/can i make them? sometimes i want to break them/spilling remnants, lost and painful, of conscience and heart/they're coupled with a thoughtless mind branded "life's just not fair"/what's your "quality living" without caring, without breathing/cause i know you can't be, human is loving, and you're taking more than your share/we don't deserve to be here/i got my master plan, make my peace and die a man/what is being being to you?/what does it mean to live for greed, and pay homage to a tv screen/but in the end, my life is no better, and at least I get to complain/lucky? hell, i'm born and raised suburban, young with angst/but I grow tired with such blatant deception/some place could exist without us here, it's no place that we will ever near/some place where we fight with love, no place where we'd fall back if we shoved/some place that isn't this, no place is where we live/scammed and cheated by our own existence/they call it "human" but i just can't accept it... this song is about the internal conflict that i face everyday of my life: i am human. by now, those words make me shudder. for all of the "evil" that humans are responsible for, i can hardly say i am proud of my speices. so what do i do? i try to live an ethical life, causing as little harm as possible throughout my existence. i try to place value on all life, and and try to respect the world that i take so much from. i try to overcome human self interest and do something for the world. but in the end, where does it really get me? so, what SHOULD i do? "i'm for annihilation, nihilism, nihilism.." lets do the world a favor and shoot ourselves now... choice lines: "some place, no place." this line is a derivitive from the concept of thomas moores "utopia." its some place that could exist in ideal, but its no place that will exist in practice. this metaphorical "place" is really a synonm for a utopia, and is the place that all of us are trying in vain to reach as we stumble through our world of human coruption. its the place where all of our ideas will be realized in harmonous maginitude. its a place that we will strive for until its achieved, or until we get cynical and end it all now.... more to lack- so i heard i'm not a victim and i cant complain anymore/sympathy is just a lost game so it cant hurt anymore/i been told to stand up and told it's time to fight, i raised my heavy fist always screaming "unite!"/then told all my hopes and desires are thoughtless dreams, a phase soon to pass/ rebellion, defiance, resistance, existence all became an old joke when we chose to laugh/white kids dark world, i see what i have/ an abundance of more to lack/i used to be a child but only loneliness prevails/ restrained by blissful sleep and dreams i never saw it coming/too light for a minority, too rich for lower class, to far back to be accepted, too far on to come in last/i don't want excuses to displace my rage/ i never asked to hide behind my placement, race or age/no, i want justice, i want change/ a revolution without a song? insane this song was written in responce to all of the attacks that we were recieving for being an "ultra radical p.c." punk band, even though we are just a coulple of young, white, middle class kids who could easily get away with not caring about a thing. but for what its worth, the three of us sincerely value everything we say, and maybe we arent such a creditable source because of our situation. but i never asked to hide behind my placement, race or age. not so choice lines; "white kids dark world" maybe this line isnt strong enough to carry a chorus, and maybe thats why we dont play it so much...but it sounds whiny enough for us. americonvenience- actions speak louder than words, then this song speaks hypocrisy/cause its bleeding through my conscience of just who i ought to be/i've sifted through a mind field of availability there i found consumption and the convenience of brutality/tearing me apart, americonvenience is the means to our end/don't sell it, don't buy it, don't look at all/you buy it, you sell it, you take the fall/the latest consumer research has proven it right, that comsumerist people lead materialist lives/this world, our world breathes the life from our lungs, biting tongues/silence is comfort is a shallow escape/americanism(i.e. consumerism, materialism, TERRORISM!) is the torture of restlessness and vague desire/and i'll blame it on the system i was born to rise against at least, at least, at least- there's a food fight in congress, there's a war on tv, there's a quicksand called hatred, got me in it knee deep/there's a murder in a city, while the world tries to sleep, it's a metaphor-just close your eyes, reality is only skin deep/ there's no state of unity in the united states, doing time without bail in our police state/ when will my brothers and sisters realize what's at stake, or is our society's ignorance, just chicken shit bliss/there's a riot in a country, a nation foreign to mine, it sparks a riot in each and every one of us, the chaos in our minds/ at least we can be ourselves between the funerals, at least we're used to our hands wrapped around these bars, at least we can slip away every night and dream, of a place that isn't this christina's song-i don't know what they think of her, but i saw the world in her eyes/lonely trucks top, indiana a tattered flyer gets passed by/i don't know what she knows, christina they're still looking for you/and i don't know what he knows, her mamma still looking for you/ it's a fast-paced world, v.w. camper bus/ leave home early, get away/hop on your bike, or bring your dog, just to get away/and if there is a hell, i'm sure you'll burn there well, but christina's gonna stay, until her next dying day ONE TOO MUCH- one more war gets one day older, one more recruiter tapping on my shoulder/ one more bigot, one more racist, one more friend with different faces/ one more lie sold to one more nation, one more false front generation/ one more life put on the line, one more poor species decline/ it's one too much for me/ one more death way to young, one more copper "having fun"/ one more starved, one more beat, one more nameless in the street/ you won't find me american dreaming, i gotta save the world/ i won't tie my own noose P.S.F.K.-so you call yourself an anarchist a menace to society what a false lable get away from me when are you going to come to one of our shows your beer is really punk but you don't know your math friday nights no shows go get drunk you smelly lame-o take a bath poop! spew! fart! kill! SIGNS OF PEACE- looking out for signs of peace, i think they'll never be my own, but then i know that feeling will pass/cause i've seen what i've been shown, cause this time, this time i know, that all that stupid war is in the past, it's passed/ i'm not asking to be frineds, just don't be my enemy, how hard is it for us to coexist/ looked at where we fought each other, set the standards against sister and brother, it just moves in the places we have missed/ through tearing eyes i see, this scene seems so empty, but as i wipe the salty water from my face i realize a change is taking place/ maybe we're too young or too naive, but until then we'll keeping saying what if i can?" ALL I DO- you and you're stupid rules, all you do is eat and drool, i hate school, i hate you/ what are we supposed to be learning, it's the fat that's not burning, i hate school, i hate you/ i wist that i could take it all back, but now it's too late, what is it that i lack, all i do is hate, it's all i do 1 2 3 CONFORMITY-it troubles me to regularly see what's never done for the troubles that plague us at the heart of our integrity/ how can you expect not to fight for what's next to happen to all that we create, better to cry a river of true social issues than just piss an apathetic lake/ 1,2,3 conformity they all want a piece of me ell me how to live my life but i don't need outdated lies, unity and conformity they don't mean the same to me one tells me how to live my life but never sees things through my eyes/ we are the masses we'll shut the down/ i don't think its right to give up without a fight or even stop to give it up at all, tell all your peers that the new trend is here let them know its not a riot call/ 1,2,3 conformity they all want a piece of me tell me how to live my life but i don't need outdated lies/ 3,2,1 time has run out for those out "having fun" with myself with your help they cant just put us on the shelf SLANDER AND LIBEL- fight free speech with free speech fight ideas not people don't get cynical just try harder live for yourself not against life slander and lible that's all our bible is (and you better believe every word that i say) THE ESCAPE- if i don't accept your rules and authority why should i accept your consequence, denial of the trend has been my release to high level human conciousness/it's where ignorance is bliss and we're happy all the time and now i'm wanting out, i've been spoon fed these lies for so long i can't help but close my mouth/i'm leavin i'm leavin, you wanna know just what i'm seein, i see a world growing bigger everyday, it's a never ending cycle bringing us to our decay/my insubordinance, direct result of your attacks, control forced with scare tactics, but there are some things that you'll never have UNMARKED GROUND- you let them wash your brains yeah the impressionable youth, you let them wash your brains now you need substances to get you through your life/ you got a choice but your blind, now use your week and feeble mind, you know they target us young pukes, you feed their system then you lose/ you fall fall fall to the ground, no one to help you cause no ones around, your substance is the epitome of everything that violates its a counter revolution in the form of propaganda sold through modern billboard values with the intended right to choose, who you are what you fear got the answers bottled here, face it kid if you abuse it you'll only get abused THE RIGHT THING- you push your false democracy to the point of a bayonet, as long as you're not the one killing you feel no regret /tranquil with your ignorance you pretend that we're not here, but the voices of the countless slaughtered will always be there /fight amongst yourselves, you do the right thing the ones you kill are "criminals" but you're the "right" wing /populations cut in half, whole cultures destroyed ,you've become your enemy, your profits enjoyed LIES THAT YOU'VE SOLD- paid your debts and in return this is what we have learned/ in a system where knowledge is pushed our ideas are silenced, how can you teach us our past and not expect some defiance/ government, religion, and school have become one in the same, if we don't conform we're condemmed for not playing their game/ i believe what i'm told, all the lies you've sold/ i know what i've been taught i know it all too well, that's why i'm fighting so hard, paying for all that you sell MY EDUCATION- who wants to be line leader, not me, i'll stay in the back where you put me/ these lies you force into my face, keep it up i'll torch this place, we want out, we'll take this clout, these four walls we can do without /we want a teacher not some straight laced moral preacher sent here by the state to legislate our values and ideas, we want an educaor not an authoritative advocator of discrimination based on social placement and intolerance of ideas /we all know, we all grow, to resemble those who told us what to do, and i don't want to be like you...my education SPOKEN: as long as we are here our intelligence is determined by how well we do what we are told, for the time that there has been a student body, it hasn't been determined by the student mind, the "student body" is an apparent ploy that the administrations use to refer to the countless number of victims whom they control, we need to mentally revolt for any outward acts of rebellion are dismissed as inconsequential forms of insuboridanation and are dealt with swifftly and harshly-hindering any chance of change, always know that questioning authority includes but is not limited to thinking for yourself and as this is not a call to arms, the real war lies within us learn the system, change the system 9:22- clock is stuck at 9:22 on the solid state microwave, i know i know i know i know that we‘ll be here for days, when we run outta soy milk we have to go to the store, come back, drink it all, and then go back for more/ we’re slackers, we‘re slackers, we sleep all day, we’re slackers, we‘re slackers, we don’t get paid but.../sometimes i look at life and i get sick, i’ve wasted my whole life away i‘ve grown up so quick, all i do is sleep, i barely eat and it’s no fun, “gotta get off the couch and get a job,” it‘s my life i gotta run PLUS ME- why think you will go anywhere cause the places you have been, try to pass forget the past but they don‘t let you win, it chooses how you live one time and that time isn’t now/ why think you will gain anything cause the way you have lived, when it‘s your time they close the line there’s nothin left to give, remember when you tried it your way and you were robbed/program one more computer, burn another tree, feed one forth of business man and starve another three, one million have tried and died to change their destiny, one million plus me/ why think you will learn anything cause the the way you‘ve been taught, when you look they close the book and criticize your thoughts, you can’t get outta line, but you‘ve already stepped out/ go step outta line, there is no second time, do your best even just make a rhyme, don’t let let them make a sound, don‘t let them run this town, we’ll make em come around 16. (the right thing) 17. PLAY TO RESPECT- who are you to say “you do no good,” i’m the one that’s doing what i should/ you’re bigotry bores me, why must you be right, you always loose you’re own pathetic fight/ i’m doing my part, you’re not doing yours, i’m sick of all your hypocracy its all become a bore, play to respect/questioning my reason, why do you try, didn’t you ever hear to let sleeping dogs lie, no respect for me, well theres none for you, times i’ve put up with this, theres been but a few 18. STOP COMPLAINING- why must you deny the peoples‘ right to get by, just let them live their lives, tell me about your so called friends but in their back there is a knife/why must you criticize, cut me down on my size, why must you always take sides, i don’t understand why/ put yourself in someone else’s shoes, you think you’ve got nothing left to lose, the pain is much worse than this, its something you wont miss 19. NO MORE GRL SONGS- sell me a good story of the 19th girl you lost, you seem to have a heartache for every single song and we‘re getting ripped off/why,why,why,why,whine,whine,whine,whine/cry your way to the bank 20. (lies that you’ve sold) 21. NO DECAF- i like coffee in the morning i like coffee everyday, i like coffee at night i like coffee it keeps me awake/ coffee, it taste good/i like coffee in my personalized mug, on the mug it says “M A T,” i like coffee im shaking no such thing as too much coffee 22. HERE TO STAY- i’ve fallen, i cant get up, but your here its just my luck/i’ve stolen all your time and that’s time you cant make up/don’t wanna grow up get a job, wanna keep that kid inside me, as i grow old i only stay young, its adolescents and its here to stay/you’re avoiding me i can’t see why i must be a pain, but as annoying as i may seem get use to me cause i’m here to stay 23. NO YOU WON'T- its the end of yet another day and down to the bottom of my last cup of coffee, put another record on the turntable/ wake up to another day, it looks like nothing else has changed, the bullies beat me up on the playground/if i do your homework will you leave me alone, no you wont/there must be another way out of here besides the front door, should i let them know i’m leaving or do they care anymore 24. I'M GONE- i‘m leaving as soon as i can, i’m not sure if i can stand for all the yelling that i get, i hope this is it/ let me grow up on my own, i think by now i have shown, my thanks and my gratitude, yeah that‘s my attitude/no offense but i’ll be gone, i‘ve dealt with this for way too long, the annoyance that you bring, it’s not the only thing/the freedom that i need, this is my last plea, let me go, i won‘t accept “no” 25. TAKE ACTION- you don't even know me but you control my life, we‘re starting a non-government action that’s not full of corrupted lies/but i thought i had my choice, but what do i have to show, its funny how your “this or that” answers are punished when i say “no”/ realize just who you are and just where you stand (you wanna make a difference but you think your not able, realize that you can)/repetition, we have to take part, don’t delay, everything has to start somewhere take action today 26. QUESTIONS TO BE ANSWERED- will they return to find who they fought against is who they were really fighting for? and should we cry if i loose faith in this country or am i just to be sent to war?/ and is it right to say “when you die, that‘s when you’ll know,” and is it right to hunt me down when i decide not to show?/ open up your eyes it‘s your own demise, it’s business, it‘s war, who’s the next to die, learn from the past let the next death be the last, and not another law to be passed/ so should i fight for the ones who push me back down and tell me that i‘m doing wrong? when i fight for myself instead of someone else i realize i’ve been here to long.. |
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