LYRICS

Face the Clock

It's another hectic day
And you can't find the time to be yourself
Frustration's on it's way
And now it's time to face the clock
Control has got a hold of you
And now it won't let go
Your mind is moving fast
Your body's moving slow
You've got so much to prove
In oh, so little time
It's kinda funny how you work yourself away
You look so bad I ask you if your feeling fine
You just lie to yourself and say that you're okay
Now you gotta face the clock
You got no sleep last night
And you look like shit again
You got no time for fun
Is it ever gonna end?
Punch in, Punch out
It's the same thing everyday
You're faking happiness
But you don't wanna live that way
You've got so much to prove
In oh so little time
It's kinda funny how you work yourself away
You look so bad I ask you if your feeling fine
You just lie to yourself and say that your okay
Cuz now you gotta face the clock, yeah...

Too P.C.

You know sometimes I think I make a difference
Contributing to improving our existence
I try to live ideally
I guess I'm too PC
You can call me politically correct
You don't fucking care so why you upset?
Just wallow in your apathy
I guess I'm too PC
You can do what you want to do it's PC
Don't wallow in your apathy
You can do what you wanna do it's PC
It's all about individuality
I don't like corporate AmeriKKKa
Their bullshit don't sell well with me
This country ain't no democracy
But Pete will blast being PC
I wanna save the O-zone layer
Wanna kick back smoking pot with my neighbor
I wanna land of real opportunity
That's what PC means to me 

Hard Enough

Every now and then
I wish I could change things
I try to rearrange things
But I find out that it ain't easy
Especially when no one believes me...
It's hard enough,
The way I'm livin'
It's hard enough to be givin'
All my life I had to put up with this bad luck
That I've experienced a thousand times
And all day long the world's on my shoulders
I sing this song and get older and older...
It's hard enough
The way I'm livin'
It's hard enough to be givin'
I'm trying to make a difference
Sometimes I think it don't matter
I sing this song and get fatter and fatter
And don't even think about tomorrow
I just live off the money I borrow...
It's hard enough
The way I'm livin'
It's hard enough to be givin' something to someone
When I can't get it myself
I fell off my skateboard
And that was the last thing I felt
What's the difference I ask myself all the time
I'll make a difference for a second
When the minute is mine
I'm trying... 

Fuk the Vote

Four more years have come and gone
It's time to play that game
Mark your ballot and cross your fingers
Cuz in the end it's all the same
Two different parties- the same old shit
Bombarding my TV
I can't help but wonder
Is this fucking Democracy?
Every election we play again
Only to fucking lose
To the greedy spineless assholes
We just blindly chose
Do you believe these lying bastards
They just fuck us in the end
This country's ours-let's take it back
Together I know we can
Just don't vote- for Newt or Bill or Ross
I won't vote- For someone I don't trust
Don't vote- the joke just isn't funny
Boycott the vote- It's all about lies and money
You can choose a CIA killer or wanna-be republican
Neo-conservatives rule the world
No one's left to take a stand
Fuk the MTV "Rock the Votes"
It's time to take our stand
This country's ours let's take it back
Together I know we can
So don't just vote- For a fascist billionaire
I won't vote- It goes to show I care
Don't vote- The joke isn't funny
Boycott the vote it's all about fucking money

Runaway

This worlds too big for me
Keeps growing everyday
There's just no room for me
I think I'll runaway
What's with all this fucking competition
We place ourselves in categories and divisions
It seems to me we all have to play the game
It's always the fucking same
I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway
I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day
Operations are taking over
We can't let that happen-
But you just stand there like a stupid shit
Tell me how we're supposed to stand together?
Understand we're self-destructing bit-by-bit
I think I'll runaway-Somewhere faraway
I think I'll runaway-Can't take another day
There's nothing negative about it
We all feel the same sometimes
Unity- I really doubt it
I'm gonna runaway from it all this time...

Dwindle

There's nothing civil about civilization
So fuck your righteous hype
I've had a long day I've gotta full time of questions
I'm not a product of your type
Wer'e all going nowhere-that's fine with me
I'm not afraid to stop this class race
That's set to be
No, I won't blindly follow no, war has not been won
Our destruction has just begun
You can fight the swindle
Or humanity will dwindle
Our destruction has just begun
You can hide your pride and split
Or show you give a shit
Cuz our destruction has just begun
Now isn't it strange how we're running out of excuses
Finger pointing keeps you in persistence
Don't you know we're humanity's misusage
Community is the key in resistance
Wer'e all going nowhere-that's fine with me
I'm not afraid to stop this class race
That's set to be
No, I won't blindly follow no, war has not been won
Our destruction has just begun
You can fight the swindle
Or humanity will dwindle
Our destruction has just begun
You can hide your pride and split
Or show you give a shit
Cuz our destruction has just begun

Ain't no Fun

Ain't no fun
I'm bored as fuck and just ran out of brew
Let's go do a beer run
Angel lead the crew
That sounds more like fun to me
Ain't no fun
These phony bands are everywhere I look
Let's burn the corporate system
And take back what they took
That sounds more like fun to me
Ain't no fun
I went downtown and broke my fuckin' board
I'm gonna gank one next time
I hit up that fucking store
That sounds more like fun to me

Never Was

Mom says it's time to grow up
Yeah Right, I'm gonna take my time
My ideas always blow up
I'm gonna fight this fucked up structured way of life
I gotta be twice my age in these young years of my prime as
I'm now at that age where I've got to prove
That I'm as good as I NEVER WAS
As good as I NEVER WAS...
To be a boring everyday conformist
Never once seemed all that fun to me
The government wants me on their death list
Fuck the armed forces I'm drinking Dos Equis
Don't wanna be a Henry Rollins Rock Star , a cop or lawyer cuz
I'm now at the age where I've got to prove
That I'm as good as I NEVER WAS
As good as I NEVER WAS...
It's time for me to prove something
But I don't know what...

You Don't Fool Me

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Ripperside

Hey you New York City, I heard you're ahead by far
Me, I've never been ther but I've read my MRR
Someday when I get the chance
I'll check out your place
Don't mean to dissapoint you punker friendz
But it's RIPPERSIDE in your face
Hey you East Bay punkers Hangin'out on Gilman St.
I know that it's the place to be
Some say it can't be beat
I just wanna let you know
About another place it's called Yo Mama's you'll find out
It's RIPPERSIDE in your face
All you hardcore cities, that make this punk scene grow
Ripperside is young and growing
Just wanna let you know
So when a band comes to your town
And you ask them"What's your name?"
If they say Falling Sickness then you'll know
It's RIPPERSIDE in your fucking face!!!

Ease Up

I used to always question my abilities
Now they always seem to question me
I was always limited to my insecurities
Till my independence set them free
Spent all my time analyzing my indifference
Sometimes frustration gets the best of me
Don't wanna sit around with mixed up feelings

Holding Cell

I don't remember how I got here
It seems so long ago
I tried to make a difference
In a world so fucking cold
I thought I was really different
But I'm just like everyone else
I've fallen in an iron trap
Walls built with my own hands
It's my holding cell
My prison of apathy
It's my holding cell
The walls between you and me
I was angry for so long
I can't remember why
I thought if I could change things
I would finally be free
It's all Fool's Gold that
Catch 22 Crap
Nobody ever gave a fuck
And now I've fallen in this trap
It's my holding cell
My prison of apathy
It's my holding cell
The walls between you and me
Maybe I try too hard
Deep down I still believe in people
If we could only bail our species out
But my cynicism still remains...

The Sickness

Here comes Sickness
Falling Sickness
Four rude punx from Ripperside, CA
We got the Ska-ca
That'll knock ya
On your ass
And leave you with nothing to say
And all you Nazi's
And Straight X fuckheads
Fuck you and your organized position
Us Ripperside punx won't take your shit
Cuz were drunk and on
A race mixin mission
Here comes the sickness
With clinched fists
But no black eyes
Do what the fuck we want
Ripperside will rise
No were not in the pit
To join your violent outrage
We're here to escape this time
Here comes sickness
Falling Sickness
We got clout and didn't have to sellout
We'll keep on fighting
Always striving
You Nazi's better fucking get the hell out
Fuck you rude boys w/ no sense of humor
And your organized positions
Us Ripperside punx
Won't take your shit
Cuz we're drunk and on
A race mixin' mission
Here comes the sickness
With clinched fists
But no black eyes
Do what the fuck we want
Ripperside will rise
No we're not in the pit
To join your violent outrage
We're here to escape this time
Here comes Sickness!

Lurker

I don't want to see you around here anymore
I'm tired of hearing how much you've scored
Your no fucking different because of that beeper
You swear your not hooked - you sink even deeper
You've been up all week and still craving for more
You've picked at your face - It's full of fresh sores
You're so fucking dumb but you just don't see it
You open your mouth - your so full of shit
There's speed all over this wigger filled town
A new fiend every minute a 1/16 oz. abounds
What a disgusting life you must want to lead
To make speed the source of your everyday needs
Lurker - A wired buffoon is all you'll be
Lurker - A tweakhead, a dumb fucking fiend
Lurker - A wired buffoon is all you'll be
--------------------LURKER---------------------
I don't want to see you around anymore
I'm tired of hearing how much you've scored
I know your kind cuz I've been there before
I know you won't quit , You're a tweak to the core
Go on forever with your sleepless death
Your young not forever with each gasping breath
You get more sunken in with every long day
You lurker-you fuckhead-someday you'll pay

Start Over

When this fucked up world seems sober now
And frustration seems to get the best of me
When life's crowded but no one's around
And the street lights are the only light you see
Once again I felt the TENSION
That I felt too many times at fucked up shows
I always thought punk was for social change but
That's old news now no one seems to know
At times this whole thing seems pointless
But never will I dwell in my despair
"That's where the money's at"claims to be the reason
But I got something different I gotta share
START OVER
Fuck your lip service
Fuck your fashion
It all means nothing
Fuck your phony cause
I see right through it
It all means nothing
START OVER

I Like Drugs

I need a joint before my next class
But if I come in stoned they get all over my ass
Yesterday I went to school dusted
Everyone tells me that I will soon be busted
Cuz I like drugs
They get me high
I like drugs
Don't ask me why
People tell me that I'm a born loser
A fool, a disgraceful drug user
They say that I'm a lost and lowly child
When I turn 19 Just watch me run wild
Cuz I like drugs
They get me high
I like drugs
Don't ask me why
Don't ask me why

Mixed Up

I did a line and I can't go to sleep
Mind is running hard, Body's feeling weak
Two weeks straight I'm up all night
My state of rest is blowing around like a kite
I've been feeling down for so long
I can't figure out what the fuck is wrong
Is it them or is it me
Man, I know it's gotta be somebody
I got these mixed up feelings
Here I am It's just another sleepless night
Scrutinize my feelings
It don't seem very bright
In a dark tunnel with no way out
Feelings run around they make me wanna shout
Light comes through the window and sun relieves my fright
Again the day has saved me, just wait till tonight

Drinking In the Streets

We'll be drinkin in the streets tonight
This fucked up world is gonna be alright
It's another day to get drunk
I'm just a ripperside punk
Trying in this fucked up world I live in
It don't mean I got no class
So fuck your mom right up her ass
Cuz I don't give a fuck as long as I'm drinkin
"I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin
About my friends"
Cuz we'll be drinking in the streets
I drink most every night- to get drunk
To avoid having to give a fuck
Cuz I hate being sober
Go to spirits super store
Get a case of Oly maybe more
Cuz I don't give a shit as long as I'm drinkin
"I gotta get drunk before the day begins
Before my mother starts bitchin
About my friends"
Cuz we'll be drinking in the streets
It's always the same thing
Call up the boys- indulge in my only favorite joy
Fucking up the streets in my neighborhood
Go to spirits super store
Get a case of Oly maybe more
Cuz I don't give a shit as long as I'm drinkin

Cut to Fit

This cut-to-fitness
So called legitness
Is senseless and oh yes full of shit
Spare me your self awareness
Cuz I could care less
About counter culture bullshit
And stupid fashion cliques
I'm not cut-to-fit
No, I'm not cut-to-fit
Fuk you and your teenage trip
Cuz I'm not cut-to-fit
This sudden explosion of underground hipness
Makes me laugh and piss on a rolling stone
It's just another scheme to prove another point
That I made sense all this time alone
I'm not cut-to-fit
No, I'm not cut-to-fit
Fuk you and your race to be hip
Cuz I'm not cut-to-fit
Too bad to impress is what you're seeking
Too bad your only punk on the weekend
Spending all your time so hard tryin'
To fit in the fashion show you've been buyin'
I'm not gonna fall for the hype
I'm gonna last more than a year or two
I'm gonna dream, I'm gonna fight
Cuz I'm not cut-to-fit like you

Out of line

I got my day all planned out
But I know somethings gonna fuck up
Don't know what my life's about
I only give a shit about gettin' drugged up
I got just twenty-four hours
To decide what to do with my life
I say that every year
I'm a fuck up but that's alright
Theres nothing wrong with being out of line
I often find myself in a mess
Always fuckin up every situation
That's what I do best
I'm out of line and there's just no explanation
I got just twenty-four hours
To decide what to do with my life
I say that every year
I'm a fuck up but that's alright
Theres nothing wrong with being out of line

Right on Time For Nothing

Out of Focus
Low on hope
Am I out of my mind?
Can you help me?
Out of answers
Ran out of reasons
Am I makin' any sense?
Can you help me?
So proud to be better
We fight to be right
No time to give comfort
To someone in need crying for a better world
Gotta save the world with hair dye
And patches in all the right places
Well rehearsed slogans are a must
Is that what's called difference? - No
Right on time for nothing…
When did basic feelings
Turn to appearance?
When did basic feelings
Turn to acceptance?
What's your conviction?
Low in spirit
High on dope
Am I out of my mind?
Can you help me?
Lost my meaning
In consuming people
Am I makin' any sense
Can you help me?

Life of the Party

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