When I look 'round
I only see outta one eye
As the smoke surrounds my head
The sauna
I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words
Saying things
Saying things that
I
I got something stickin' in my eye
Got something stickin' in my eye
There's something stickin' in my eye
I feel unusual from thinking
About the underground decay God help me!
Kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry
It's not from pity
It comes from
What's been sticking in my eye
Got something sticking in my eye
There's something stickin' in my eye
Got something stickin' in my eye
Got something stickin' in
Got something stickin' in
Got something stickin' in
Got something stickin' in my eye
Gigin' alone at the bottom of the hill
Our protagonist named Bill
Sets his sights on an anchor steam pint - All he
Needs is thirteen quarters
Congregated in his hat
A crow, a scavenger type
California redemption
Provides him with his rent
Room and board inside
A fifth
Of comfort
As the wind penetrates his bones
His mind keeps focused
Tidal waves of sound
Catapulted from his horn
Wail like lovers
The coins don't drop consistent as does the mercury
His meter slows real-
-izing a zenith
He's reached perfection
No one did see him die
I was a misanthrope on the end of a rope
I spent twenty years, six years on dope
Taking a piss while giving up hope
I lived a lifetime six years on dope
I was a human trash can
Shortening my life span
Live fast, die tan
I think that was the plan
Saving all my money for a one way ticket to Afghanistan
Yeah
I was ezoobeson drunk
Strung out on junk
Live fast, die punk
I thought I was sunk
From gin swilling and fish tank penicillin
I was a moron bro with impetigo
A pleased as punch Dog Patch Wino
Casual sex and herpes complex
Now I'm on Interferon and Valtrex
I was a child adult, a walking insult
Every shot got more difficult
I was a teenage trash bin
A breathing mannequin
A caustic cause
Who musta loved suffering
Do pinhole eyes romanticize heroin
I was a moron bro, a circus sideshow
A dying slow Dog Patch Wino
Light the match
Burn the flower
Leave behind
All the wrong
Why be sad?
When happiness can be bought for a little more then free
Modern day prohibition
Are we men?
Are we children?
At what age, can I choose how to live?
The only real drug problem is scoring real good drugs
Haven't we learned our lesson?
The corner store sells finer scotch
But who's got uncut powder?
We just want what is ours (dignity)
If God created plants and buds that I find and abuse
Then who the fuck are you to judge me?
Getting loaded
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded
Now what's Bob gonna do
Now that he can't drink?
The doctor said,
"What you been thinkin' 'bout?"
Bob said "That's the point
I won't think about nothing
Now I gotta do something else"
Oï Oï Oï!
To pass the time
Bob shaved his head
He got a new identity
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
Gonna take him out
Of town
They would get away
Riding around
As the trucks drive by
You could here the 'mother fuckers!' go
A couple of lines
An extra thermos of Joe
He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do
When the doctor tells him to
"Quit your drinkin', now's the time"
Will he ever walk the line
To all my friends, I feel just great
But will he ever walk the line
Kickin' ass and bustin' heads
Red suspenders
Once a day he shaves his head
But will he ever walk the line?
Will he ever walk the line?
Will he ever walk the line?
Will he ever walk the line?
Oh will he ever walk the line?
Greetings all, hello
Welcome to my show
I'm sure you'll have fun
Watching me juggle
8 balls at one time
I'm no fucking mime
I play practical jokes
This squirting flower
That wasn't flour
That blew up your nose
It's my special blend
Of Ex, Coke and K
You should be okay
In several hours
He's got oversized shoes
And ill fitting clothes
That is real blood dripping
From his fake red nose
I'm Cokie the Clown
I will trip you down
Those 12 giant steps
I brought you all presents
Against good judgment
But being a good host
You all have been dosed
The kettle corn’s been laced
The fudge has been lined
You're having a great time
But you might not recall
From rohypnol
In the lemonade
Cokie homemade
Breathe
Ever so soft
We wouldn't wanna break the eggs as we walk
Never alone
Cautious, afraid
I hear the voice of reason on the P.A.
Leave it alone
Follow the grain
We couldn't stop the irresistible force
Leave it the same
Change with the leaves
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the old
Leave it alone
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
Breathe
Ever so slight
We couldn't take away your God given right
Leave it alone
Heel and stay
Roll over and shake and beg for the bone
Leave it alone
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAA
DA NA NA NA NA NA NA NAAAAAA
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
It's not the right time to be sober
Now the idiots have taken over
Spreading like a social cancer
Is there an answer?
Mensa membership conceding
Tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding
Watson, it's really elementary
The industrial revolution
Has flipped the bitch on evolution
The benevolent and wise are being thwarted, ostracized, what a bummer
The world keeps getting dumber
Insensitivity is standard
And faith is being fancied over reason
Darwin's rolling over in his coffin
The fittest are surviving much less often
Now everything seems to be reversing
And it's worsening
Someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool
Now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule
And I'm starting to feel a lot like
Charlton Heston
Stranded on a primate planet
Apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground
With generals and the armies that obeyed them
Followers following fables
Philosophies that enable them to rule without regard
There's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated
Political scientists get the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred
'Majority rule', don't work in mental institutions
Sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions
What are we left with?
A nation of god-fearing pregnant nationalists
Who feel it's their duty to populate the homeland
Pass on traditions
How to get ahead religions
And prosperity via simpleton culture
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
The idiots are taking over
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
The idiots are taking over
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
(Aaaaaaaaaah!)
The idiots are taking over
(They're taking over)
The first time I saw the Descendents
They were the fastest band I'd ever seen
No one in the crowd really cared for them
We were waiting for the Alley Cats to play
After a couple months I heard 'Kabuki Girl'
On Rodney on the ROQ late sunday night
That was enough for me
I hopped the bus to Licorice Pizza and bought my all time favorite record
The next time I went to the Whisky
It was D.O.A with Millions of Dead Cops
The latter band played faster than I could believe
But the songs sounded the same and kinda sucked
'Cept 'John Wayne was a nazi'
And Joey Shithead was a drunk
Then John Macias beat some hippie to a pulp
'Cause having long hair was a mistake
The third time I went to the hospital
I needed thirteen stitches in my head
I managed to catch about six songs of Ill Repute
Then some suicidal threw me into a post
My girlfriend started to cry 'cause we had to leave
Before D.R.I. played 50 lousy songs
My blood stained shirt smelled of clove cigarettes
But it sure looked pretty cool after a wash
Whoops I OD'd Shortness of breath
Call ambulance
Tell my wife I...
Error in judge...
ment cut my life
No second chance
No guiding light
I never meant
To cause
You pain I never thought I'd be the one who took the fall
I got lost in the moment, assholes like to test the limit
Six minutes down
Breathing machine
Brain not feel right
The look on you
Is killing me
Drowning in shame
But don't feel bad
Cause I
Never feared consequences, hate regrets more than apologies
A year has passed
Like photographs
My life is just
A scrapbook of
Old friends and faded memories
Looks like I pulled the rug from under myself, the fall's too much for me to recover from
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Because there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek
Savor the taste
It's always gonna be a delicacy
So lick your chops
And eat the meek
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Don't belong
The factory mass producing fear,
Bottled, capped, distributed near
And far sold for a reasonable price
The people, they love it, they feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breathe it
Inject it direct to the blood
It seems to be replacing love
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Don't belong
Because there's always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code
Discarded youth (discarded youth!)
You know there's always gonna be pedigree
One own the air
One pay to breathe
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Why must we stay
Where we don't belong
Don't belong
Eat the meek - NOFX
Pour tous ceux qui aiment le punk à roulettes, il vous _faut_ aller voir NOFX en live. Ca déchire, ça arrache, ça pulse, ça vibre.... Du pur bonheur!
I want to see the constitution burn
Want to watch the white house overturn
Want to witness some blue blood bleed red
I want to tar and lynch the KKK
I want to pull and shoot the NRA
I want to pay the lobbyists to kill themselves
I want to dose the DEA
I want to join the CIA (not really)
It just seems so fucking easy to make this
Country a better place to live
Illegalize guns and lobbying
(Jail murderers and extortionists)
Legalize drugs and prostitution
(Free salesmen and saleswomen)
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government
And then do it again yeah
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government
And then
Murder the government
Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy
Well that's not true, I've got a bed,
And a guitar
And a dog named Bob who pisses on my floor
That's right, I've got a floor
So what,
So what
So what?
I've got
Pockets full of
Kleenex and lint and holes where everything important to me
Just seems to fall right down my leg
And on to the floor
My closest friend linoleum
Linoleum
Supports my head
Gives me something to believe
That's me
On the beachside combing the sand
Metal meter in my hand
Sporting a pocket full of change
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin
Playing with a grin
Singing gibberish
That's me on the back of the bus
That's me in the cell
That's me inside your head
That's me inside your head
When they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection,
Just a few moments to live, no remorse for what I did,
It was for the betterment of man, I gave the utmost sacrifice,
Before more damage could be done I took his life.
There was a split second of silence when the dart punctured the skin,
Beady eyes rolled back in head, body dropped from the poison,
They could incapacitate me, but could not erase my sneer,
I heard a thousand people screaming, while three billion others cheered,
He was gone, and I would soon be...
Executed by the state, all appeals would be in vain,
I was not criminally insane, in fact, I was found to be,
An otherwise caring and respectable member of society,
A minor threat, except for that one man I killed.
As the sedatives take effect, I just smile and close my eyes,
There's a priest kneeling next to me, he asks me if I realize,
I was going straight to hell, and he thought that I should know,
That the man I killed's replacement planned this whole scenario,
And what I did had no significance at all
I never thought about the universe, it made me feel small Never thought about the problems of this planet at all Global warming, radio-active sites Imperialistic wrongs and animal rights! No!
Why think of all the bad things when life is so good? Why help with an 'am' when there's always a 'could'? Let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea Outside of California, it's foreign policy
I don't want changes, I have no reactions Your dilemmas are my distractions
That's no way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American
I never looked around, never second-guessed Then I read some Howard Zinn now I'm always depressed And now I can't sleep from years of apathy All because I read a little Noam Chomsky
I'm eating vegetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes 'cause of globalization I'm watching Michael Moore expose the awful truth I'm listening to Public Enemy and Reagan Youth
I see no world peace 'cause of zealous armed forces I eat no breath-mints 'cause they're from de-hoofed horses Now I can't believe; what an absolute failure The president's laughing 'cause we voted for Nader
That's no way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American Where can we go, Franco Un-American
I want to move north and be a Canadian Or hang down low with the nice Australians I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican What are we gonna do Franco, Franco Un-American
