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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
fighting with gloves
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder hitting above the belt now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder citing the facts now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder exposing all the lies now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder we get what we fucking deserve bringing raised fists to a knife fight you'd think developed minds could learn not to give benefit of doubt you wouldn't trust a hungry animal around your newborn, would you? sharing the wealth now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder taking the high road now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder showing respect now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder giving a shit now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder did anyone really expect to win a race already fixed the spoils doled out in advance the appointed already picked all allegations of fraud categorically dismissed as absurd |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
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 whiskey, It was DOA 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, Cuz Having long hair was a mistake. The third time I went to the hospital, I needed 13 stitches in my head. I managed to catch about 6 songs of Ill Repute, Then some suicidal threw me into a post. My girlfriend started to cry cuz we had to leave, Before DRI played 50 lousy songs. My blood stained shirt smelled of clove cigarettes, But it sure looked pretty cool after a wash. |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
It's so easy to defend the Status Quo
with everyone so cool and cynical But when you see the end don't justify the means It's just that 180 degrees The great thing about bein' a human The ability to reason But reasoning don't work when no one cares 2 parts apathy, one part despair Guess what, this might come as a surprise I'll no longer roll my eyes A change of heart to let the conscience breath One quick twist, just 180 degrees Yeah, I now know the right thing to do Yeah, anti tradition tried and true Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that heirarchy Go ahead, work, waste your life away Fuck that world, go fuck that right away |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
It's so easy to defend the Status Quo
With everyone so cool and cynical But when you see the end don't justify the means It's just that 180 degrees The great thing about bein' a human The ability to reason But reasoning don't work when no one cares 2 parts apathy, one part despair Guess what, this might come as a surprise I'll no longer roll my eyes A change of heart to let the conscience breath One quick twist, just 180 degrees Yeah, I now know the right thing to do Yeah, anti tradition tried and true Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy Go ahead, work, waste your life away Fuck that world, go fuck that right away |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Billy Cobin lost it all
We knew he would eventually Some wonders why he took the fall Others just ask who the hell is he And why should we care for him? A baggy man with baggy clothes A face made of paper mache He lost his humor years ago Along with his molars His head planted beneath his shoulders Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane Don't throw me out with the bath water Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me Billy Cobin had a time, Billy Cobin had a place Following his fifteen minute climb Billy took a seven second leap a cannonball Plunge off the deep |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
All of me
Why not take all of me Can't you see I'm no good without you Take these arms I want to lose them Take these lips I'll never use them Your goodbye Left me with eyes that cry How can I go on dear without you You took the best So why not take the rest Why not take all of me You took the part That once was my heart Why not take all of me |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame, nothing to change I got no evil to fight One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst Society don't bother me And there's something wrong with that So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of Islam Fundamentalism, forget that rock 'n' roll No cigarette, no drink, in fact It's difficult to think about getting laid When you don't even get to see her face I'm not insane I'm not insane, I'm not liquored up I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose I got no place to call home One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that Next step Mongolia Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya Throw out that handicap No stepping out, till spring, in fact it's Difficult to sing when it's 20 below And that's during the day I'm not insane |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out I got no one to blame, nothing to change I got no evil to fight One thing's for sure, I'm all Outta angst Society don't bother me And there's something wrong with that So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of islam Fundamentalism, forget that rock 'n' roll No cigarette, no drink, in fact It's difficult to think about getting laid When you don't even get to see her face I'm not insane I'm not insane, I'm not liquored I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose I got no place to call home One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that Next step Mongolia Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya Throw out that handicap No stepping out, till spring, in fact it's Difficult to sing when it's 20 below And that's during the day I'm not insane |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
You are a hippie,
You smell like skunk, I'm your arch-enemy, A middle class punk. Get out, Get a life, Get a job, Everyone's smoking grass, Everyone is an ass. Can't you afford to cut your hair? Cause Frank and I will cut it off for free. Never trust a hippie, They'll sell you bad drugs. |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
It's okay don't be ashamed allow yourself a little hate, I really hate hate haters
A little hate is not so bad, when directed at injustice and evil doers You can turn the other cheek, but don't turn the other way, indifference is our biggest threat Enemy of the planet we finally have a common cause a catalyst A reason to forget about our differences and stand as a united front it's up to us To expose and humiliate the errorists, the american errorists, we'll start with one I know just one, the war has begun |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
Got an invitation to Anarchy Camp
There will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening The soundtrack will go multi platinum Barbecue and pogoes while the effigies burn You may not wanna stay to see how we take care of a turncoat Christiania's kinda far away So come along with me Better get the manual and put it in the oven till it cooks We're gonna take the ashes to the wassail Rules of Anarchy Camp: reckless abandonment, random acts of dumbness will be rewarded If you see somebody taking charge, you'll be expected to beat them 'Cause everyone who's no one, will be participating No one who is someone, will ever get to know the joys of anarchism Destruction of the system So come along with us Salad days and nights on the anarchaic bus We're gonna pick up indigents and crusties and a half a dozen nuts And we're never coming home Underwater basket-weaving Methamphetamine symposiums African killer spelling bees Bowling in ice hockey rinks Anarchy Camp's never inert You think we don't know that it's not much fun till someone gets hurt So we're greasing up the rusty vert ramp Time to make some reservations for next year's Anarchy Camp |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
(Cd Version)
Hello, Welcome to our CD Can you hear the blatant similarity To Linoleum and Shadows of Defeat. (Cassette Version) Hello, Welcome to out Cassette Have you started feeling some regret I guess you can't afford a CD. |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
Birds sing there's not a cloud in the sky August 8th is a beautiful day
I see a bunch of hippies crying yeah August 8th is a beautiful day Like waking up from a real bad dream suddenly everything is OK The storm has passed the sun is shining yeah August 8th is a beautiful day What's going on what's going on is something bumming your scene There's something wrong there's something wrong I'm not trying to be mean The air is sweet the summer flowers blooming nowhere in sight is there anything grey Feelings of joy are filling the street yeah beautiful day Like waking up from a fucked up dream suddenly everything's looking good There's been no permanent damage done Yeah August 8th came right when it should Poor Jeff Poor little Timmy Turtle Staying home on Such a beautiful Day |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Too many words on the the tip of my tongue and I can never figure out When to speak when to shout when to shut up When to knock myself out I need a brainwash Gray-matter bath I need the clutter all Thrown in the trash I need a brain wash, cause I'm a loon So could ya please throw my head in a tub? I could really use a cereberal scrub Wash away what I know It's an overrated frontal lobe Expensive thrills sexual perversity are always filling my mind Mixed with guilt Cause of bombs over dresden Are kinda bringing me down I need a brainwash Gray-matter bath I need the clutter all Thrown in the trash I need a brain wash, cause I'm a loon Cause Im a psycho-babble brain A real life looney toon A mixed up maniac, Im certifyable So put me in a room right next to Nicholson And give me thorazine Cause all I wanna do Is sing traditional songs But I like to sing in minor technologies Not making sense So could you please throw my head in a tub I could really use a cereberal scrub Wash away all I know It's an over rated frontal lobe |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
If I want some beer
I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, Beer bong Beer bong, Beer bong If I want some beer I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, beer, beer bong Bong, bong, bong |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
If I want some beer
I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, Beer bong Beer bong, Beer bong If I want some beer I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, beer, beer bong Bong, bong, bong |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
If I want some beer
I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, Beer bong Beer bong, Beer bong If I want some beer I don't want to hear How I missed the show 'Cause I drink to slow Pass me the beer bong It won't take very long For me to put down This torpedo to the ground Drinking beer is too slow Beer bong is the way to go To go, to go Don't drink too slow Beer bong, beer, beer bong Bong, bong, bong |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on the run, traded the needle... for the gun
Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal, no more retreat time for attack Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself, OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die from them Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks, Benny had never had such fun Until he took a wrong step into bomb, and that's when Benny got blowed up Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and piss, We figured Benny would end up like this We just didn't think for them |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
How money polluted my mind
Dough - what our lives are lived for Rae - just a crazy aussie, Me - the generation forges on. Fa - ther for corporations, Sew - wing our limbs together, LA - such a nice place to get shot. But don't forget the t it follows liber in the constitution following the part about pursuit... of happiness the bi product of colonial precious metal mine extracts which brings us back to Dough. do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do today I saw a kid torture a cat too much leisure teenage norman rockwell paints it black! How - did the chain get started Mo - re is what everyone wants Ney - oy is what none of us are Co - operation died last night, Rup - tured bleeding heart foresight. Me - I'm just a loo. so don't expect the best you won't be disappointed when you take a bite and watch the worm crawl back inside. dont believe the fairy tales of million dollar happiness, los angelestic lifestyles drinking chardonnay. pursue the million dollar happiness. do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do do the pursuit of million dollar happiness happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it died from hate some say from bleeding heart disease. |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
How money polluted my mind
Dough, what our lives are lived for Rae, just a crazy Aussie Me, the generation forges on Fo, dder for corporations Sew, wing our lives together LA, such a nice place to get shot But don't forget the T it Follows liber in the Constitution Following the part about pursuit Of happiness the bi product Of colonial precious metal Mine extracts which Brings us back To dough Do do do do do do Do do do do do do Do do do do do do Today I saw a kid Torture a cat Too much leisure Teenage Norman Rockwell Paints it black! How, did the chain get started Mo, re is what everyone wants Ney, dy is what none of us are Co, operation died last night Rup, tured bleeding heart forsight Me, I'm just a loo So don't expect the best you won't be disappointed when you take A bite and watch the worm crawl back inside. listen to the Fairy tales of million dollar happiness, Los Angelistic lifestyle drinking Chardonnay over a lobster salad brunch Do do do do Do do do do Do do do do Do do do do The pursuit of million dollar happiness Happiness was killed we watched it bleed, some say it died from hate Some say from bleeding heart disease |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years Till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do Now that he can't drink? The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?" Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing. Now I gotta do something else To pass the time Had someone shave his head He got a new identity 62 hole air cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter To take him out of town They would get away Running around And as the trucks drive by You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!" A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show 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 drinking, now's the time But will he ever walk the line? To all my friends I feel just great But will he ever walk the line? Kicking ass, and busting heads Red suspenders Once a day he shaves his head But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2] Bob! |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years Till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do Now that he can't drink? The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?" Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing. Now I gotta do something else To pass the time Had someone shave his head He got a new identity 62 hole air cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter To take him out of town They would get away Running around And as the trucks drive by You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!" A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show 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 drinking, now's the time But will he ever walk the line? To all my friends I feel just great But will he ever walk the line? Kicking ass, and busting heads Red suspenders Once a day he shaves his head But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2] Bob! |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
He spent 15 years
Getting loaded for 15 years Till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do Now that he can't drink? The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?" Bob said, "that's the point. I won't think bout nothing. Now I gotta do something else To pass the time Had someone shave his head He got a new identity 62 hole air cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter To take him out of town They would get away Running around And as the trucks drive by You can hear the mother fuckers go "PUNK!" A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show 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 drinking, now's the time But will he ever walk the line? To all my friends I feel just great But will he ever walk the line? Kicking ass, and busting heads Red suspenders Once a day he shaves his head But will he ever walk the line? [Repeat: x2] Bob! |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the Sober staring at you You better take One last good look One more round and It's bottles to the Ground smashing Of the glass what a supersonic sound You gotta pull the Plug when it's time To die bottles to The ground Theres a suitcase On the sidewalk There's a record in A milkcrate, she'll be Staying you'll be Trowing wiskey Over one lip One more round Then it's bottle To the ground Smasing of the Glass a perfect Imperfect sound You gotta pay the Piper when the rats Are gone whoa whoa All bottles To the ground |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the Sober staring at you You better take One last good look One more round and It's bottles to the Ground smashing Of the glass what a supersonic sound You gotta pull the Plug when it's time To die bottles to The ground Theres a suitcase On the sidewalk There's a record in A milkcrate, she'll be Staying you'll be Trowing wiskey Over one lip One more round Then it's bottle To the ground Smasing of the Glass a perfect Imperfect sound You gotta pay the Piper when the rats Are gone whoa whoa All bottles To the ground |
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from Nofx - Bottles To The Ground [ep] (2008)
You know it when it's over
Doors are closing feel the Sober staring at you You better take One last good look One more round and It's bottles to the Ground smashing Of the glass what a supersonic sound You gotta pull the Plug when it's time To die bottles to The ground Theres a suitcase On the sidewalk There's a record in A milkcrate, she'll be Staying you'll be Trowing wiskey Over one lip One more round Then it's bottle To the ground Smasing of the Glass a perfect Imperfect sound You gotta pay the Piper when the rats Are gone whoa whoa All bottles To the ground |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Can't stop obsessing all the alienation
My head is bleedin', frickin', brain constipation Somebody hear me, somebody listen to me Am I alone in this world, is there anyone listenin'? Appease me, can't find a reason to be Alienation, is taking over me I'm going away, can't go on any longer I really don't know why I just gotta die I never thought this was how it would end The body swingin', I see it over and over again Vanian singin', can I ever listen to it again? A cry for attention, it was a cry never heard With no one listenin', there was nothing to be heard |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley? Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? You got so loaded, you thought that she Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? Woke up in the morning, to your surprise A couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? |
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Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Didley? Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? You got so loaded, you thought that she Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? Woke up in the morning, to your surprise A couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? |
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what i scream about, can't get the stink out. catch it on my tongue, save it in my lung. fucking vegans smoking, keep us all choking. big round of applause for california laws. act like human beings instead of europeans. i was a singer/dancer, now i got lung cancer (ahhhhhh). can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out.
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
Despues de 235
canciones, los liricos se valuan mas y no tengo ningunos para esta El Jefe canta melodia triste o canta amor de la corazon haz como que hable espanol Ojala que la mayoria de nuestros aficionados no entiendan nada que canto para los otros: chinga su madre, guey |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Je me balladais sur l'avenue
Le coeur ouvert ?l'inconnu J'avais envie de dire bonjour ?n'importe qui N'importe qui et ce f? toi Et je t'ai dit n'importe quoi Il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser Aux champs ?ys?s, Aux champs ?ys?s Au soleil sous la pluie, a midi ou minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs ?ys?s Tu m'as dit j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous Qui vivent la guitare ?la main du soir au matin Alors je t'ai accompagn?br />On a chant? on a dans?br />Et on a m?e pas pens??s'embrasser! Aux Champs-Elysees, aux Champs-Elysees Au soleil, sous la pluie, ?midi ou ?minuit Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
> It's been a long time
Now it's time to get your bubble burst Things are bad enough in the world Why do you have to make them worse Day after day, you just gotta get it So sick and tired of your bitching and complaining So long you've been oppressed while others lives are gaining Want reparations, you're needy and deserving Can't understand why some are served while you're doing the serving Anything but responsibility Where's my slice? I want more than equal rights I want everything for free! You waste your time concerned with what others are earning You want a revolution to start the tables turning A demonstration to make a better nation We'll spend the day protesting all the problems that we're facing Anything but face reality Where's my slice... Your brilliant theory How the world owes you a living You'll take away from others, The things they should be giving They own the pie and you want your share Whoever told you life was fair? You were dealt your hand - now play it Where's my slice... |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains
But so are kids and old people Some birds talk, most others sing I don't see you eat a talking bird Pigs smell bad, they roll in poo But so do kids and elderly I don't see you chop off an old man's feet Put 'em in a mason jar and pickle them No chowder for you, 'cause clams have feelings too Actually they don't have central nervousness No manhatten style, clams have the right to smile Come to think about it, they don't have a face They have no face, no place for ears There's no clam eyes, to cry clam tears No spinal cord, they must get bored Might as well just put them out of misery I don't beleive it's selfish To eat defenceless shellfish No chowder for you, clams have feelings too It could happen to you, clams have feelings too I don't think they do, clams have feelings too |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains
But so are kids and old people Some birds talk, most others sing I don't see you eat a talking bird Pigs smell bad, they roll in poo But so do kids and elderly I don't see you chop off an old man's feet Put 'em in a mason jar and pickle them No chowder for you, 'cause clams have feelings too Actually they don't have central nervousness No manhatten style, clams have the right to smile Come to think about it, they don't have a face They have no face, no place for ears There's no clam eyes, to cry clam tears No spinal cord, they must get bored Might as well just put them out of misery I don't beleive it's selfish To eat defenceless shellfish No chowder for you, clams have feelings too It could happen to you, clams have feelings too I don't think they do, clams have feelings too |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade a psycotik You can see it from the hole in his head A saner man would have used a bigger gun Degeneration ah ah ah ah ah The lunatic clause was written for you The story spoken is a story unheard By you so listen cause it's unbelievable A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned This certain trait has been a family tradition No simple way to tell you son We share the same red tainted blood I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you Killing you Don't believe a word your grandfather says Don't believe a word your grandfather says Don't believe a word your grandfather says He's a psycotik, grade a psycotic |
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
I trusted you at least I thought I could
I tried to believe when you said I got a better job I can pay you back real soon. No! I don't do those drugs no more I know my luck has changed my lifestyle has rearranged I'm on my feet you'll never change your ways living from day to daze why don't you fade away I've heard all this before when you we're sleeping on my floor you said only for a day but as those 3 weeks passed my patience didn't last nor my food |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
I trusted you at least I thought I could
I tried to believe when you said I got a better job I can pay you back Real soon. No! I don't do those drugs no more I know my luck has changed my lifestyle Has rearranged I'm on my feet You'll never change your ways Living from day to daze Why don't you fade away I've heard all this before When you were sleeping on my floor You said only for a day But as those 3 weeks passed My patience didn't last nor my food |
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from Nofx - Decline [single] (1999)
Where are all the stupid people from? And how'd they get to be so dumb? Bred on purple mountain range Feed amber waves of grains To lesser human beings, zero feelings Blame it on Human nature, mans destiny (mans destiny) Blame it on the greediocracy (greediocracy) Fear of God The fear of change The fear of truth Add the Bill of Rights, subtract the wrongs There's no answers Memorize and sing star spangled songs When the questions Aren't ever asked Is anybody learning from the past? We're living in united stagnation Father what have I done? I took that .22 A gift to me from you To bed with me each night Kept it clean Polished it well Cherished every cartridge, every shell Down, by the creek, under brush, under dirt There's a carcass of my second kill Down, by the park, under stone, under pine There's a carcass of my brother William Brother where, have you gone to? I swear, I never thought I could I see so many times They told me to shoot straight Don't pull the trigger, squeeze That will insure a kill A kill is what you want A kill is why we breed The Christians love their guns The church and NRA Pray for their salvations Prey on the lower faiths The story book's been read And every line believed Curriculum's been set Logic is a threat Reason searched and seized Jerry spent some time in Michigan A twenty year vacation, after all he had a dime A dime is worth a lot more in Detroit A dime in California, a twenty dollar fine Jerry only stayed a couple months It's hard to enjoy yourself while bleeding out the ass Asphyxiation is simple and fast It beats seventeen fun years of being someone's bitch Don't think (Stay) Drink your wine (Home) Watch the fire burn (Be) His problems not mine (Safe) Just be that model citizen I wish I had a schilling (For each senseless killing) For every senseless killing I'd buy a government America's for sale And you can get a good deal on it (A good deal on it) And make a healthy profit Or maybe, tear it apart Start with assumption That a million people are smart Smarter than one Serotonin's gone She gave up, drifted away Sara fled, thought process gone She left her answering machine on The greeting left spoken sincere Messages no one will ever hear Ten thousand messages a day A million more transmissions lay Victims of the laissez faire Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns A hundred decibels turns to one One bullet, one empty head Now with Serotonin gone The man who used to speak Performs a cute routine Feel a little patronized Don't feel bad They found a way inside your head And you feel a bit misled It's not that they don't care, yeah The television's put a thought inside your head Like a Barry Manilow, jingle I'd like, to teach the world to sing In perfect harmony A symphonic blank stare, yeah It doesn't make you care (make you care) Not designed to make you care (make you care) They're betting you won't care (you won't...) Place a wager on your greed A wager on your pride Why try to beat them when, a million others tried? We are the whore Intellectually spayed We are the queer Dysfunctionally raised One more pill to kill the pain One more pill to kill the pain One more pill to kill the pain Living through conformity One more prayer to keep me safe One more prayer to keep us warm One more prayer to keep us safe There's gonna be a better place Lost the battle, lost the war Lost the things worth living for Lost the will to win the fight One more pill to kill the pain Na na na na na La na na na na Na na na na na Na na na na na The going get tough, the tough get debt Don't pay attention, pay the rent Next of kins pay for your sins A little faith should keep us safe Save us The human, existence Is failing, resistance Essential, the future Written off, the odds are Astronomically against us Only moron and genius Would fight a losing battle Against the super ego When giving in is so damn comforting And so we go, on with our lives We know the truth, but prefer lies Lies are simple, simple is bliss Why go against tradition when we can Admit defeat, live in decline Be the victim of our own design The status quo, built on suspect Why would anyone stick out their neck? Fellow members of Club "We've Got Ours" I'd like to introduce you to our host He's got his, and I've got mine Meet the decline We are the queer We are the whore Ammunition In the class war We are worker We love our queen We sacrifice We're soilent green We are the queer We are the whore Ammunition In the class war |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
She's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic
She's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution She's so innocent, but guilty's her plea Everybody wants to save her from herself They really want to save themselves She's got the grace, of a tourist, with the charm of demolition She's a poem without meter or rhyme a random design of a flower Like a rose no one really knows She's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation time will tell us If she's a lifer or a decomposuer she's the rose no one really knows |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
rationalize values it's so easy to succeed keeping your eyes on the prize excess camped outside laissez fair people understand me there don't talk to me we'll get along just fine blowin' out your mores henry ford tradition preys on idle minds left the emergency brake on too long underneath the city lies the ruins of mankind the excavation was a financial success with artifacts of gold the arrowheads went straight to the Smithsonian the rest was melted down and sold substantial gains minimal losses are tolerable as long as the machine keeps running fine cannibals functioning on pheromones rational thought lost to instinctual |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
This is not a test on the emergency broadcast system
This is the real thing Sit back watch it crumble, see the drowning watch the fall I feel just terrible about it, that’s sarcasm, let it burn I’m gonna make at toast when it falls apart I’m gonna raise my glass abuv my heart Then someone shouts that’s what they get! For all the years of hit and run for all the piss broke bands on VH one Where did all their money go don’t we all know Parasitic music industry as it destroys itself We’ll show them how it’s supposed to be Music written from devotion not ambithicin, not for fame Zero people are exploited there are no tricks up or sleeve Were gonna fight against the mass appeal Were gonna kill the seven record deal Make records that have more then one good song The dinosaurs will slowly die and I do believe no one will cry I’m just fucking glad I’m gonna be there to watch the fall Prehistoric music industry three feet in la brea tar Extinction never felt so good If you think anyone will feel badly you are sadly mistaken The time has come for evolution fuck collusion kill the big five What ever happened to the handshake whatever happened to deals no one would break whatever happened to integrity It’s still there it always was for playing music just because A million reasons why all dinosaurs must (will) die |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Kick back watch it crumble,
See the drowning, watch the fall I feel just terrible about it That's sarcasm, let it burn I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart Then someone shouts "That's what they get!" For all the the years of hit and run For all the piss broke band on VH1 Where did all their money go? Don't we all know Parasitic music industry As it destroys itself Well show then how it's supposed to be Music written from devotion Not ambition, not for fame Zero people are exploited There are no tricks up our sleeve Gonna fight against the mass appeal We're gonna kill the seven record deal Make records that have more Than one good song The dinosaurs will slowly die And I do believe no one will cry I'm just fucking glad I'm gonna be There to watch the fall Prehistoric music industry Three feet in la brea tar Extinction never felt so good If you think anyone will feel badly You are sadly mistaken The time has come for evolution Fuck collusion, kill the five Whatever happened to the handshake? Whatever happened to deals no-one would break? Whatever happened to integrity? It's still there it always was For playing music just because A million reasons why All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die |
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from Nofx - Bottles To The Ground [ep] (2008)
Kick back watch it crumble,
See the drowning, watch the fall I feel just terrible about it That's sarcasm, let it burn I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart Then someone shouts "That's what they get!" For all the the years of hit and run For all the piss broke band on VH1 Where did all their money go? Don't we all know Parasitic music industry As it destroys itself Well show then how it's supposed to be Music written from devotion Not ambition, not for fame Zero people are exploited There are no tricks up our sleeve Gonna fight against the mass appeal We're gonna kill the seven record deal Make records that have more Than one good song The dinosaurs will slowly die And I do believe no one will cry I'm just fucking glad I'm gonna be There to watch the fall Prehistoric music industry Three feet in la brea tar Extinction never felt so good If you think anyone will feel badly You are sadly mistaken The time has come for evolution Fuck collusion, kill the five Whatever happened to the handshake? Whatever happened to deals no-one would break? Whatever happened to integrity? It's still there it always was For playing music just because A million reasons why All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die All dinosaurs will die |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white the connotations wearing my nerves thin could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? I understand that language breeds stereotype but what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite? don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white I wasn't brought here, I was born circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn does this mean I have to take such shit for being fair skinned? No! I ain't a part of no conspiracy, i'm just you're average joe don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white represents everything I hate the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind the vast majority of sheep a buttoned collar, starched and bleached constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows they're so fuckin ordinary white don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white oh, we're better off this way? Oh, say what you're gonna say so go ahead and label me an asshole 'cause I can accept responsibility for what i've done but not for who I am don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white the connotations wearing my nerves thin could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? I understand that language breeds stereotype but what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite? don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white I wasn't brought here, I was born circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn does this mean I have to take such shit for being fair skinned? No! I ain't a part of no conspiracy, i'm just you're average joe don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white represents everything I hate the soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind the vast majority of sheep a buttoned collar, starched and bleached constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows they're so fuckin ordinary white don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white oh, we're better off this way? Oh, say what you're gonna say so go ahead and label me an asshole 'cause I can accept responsibility for what i've done but not for who I am don't call me white, don't call me white don't call me white, don't call me white |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
these two shots are for derrick
for rifle not the handgun for coffee and cigarettes give it back you know suicide isn't painless when you leave everyone in pain the two shots will never go down the same this beating's for jimmy for ultimate devotion for your mind of my own bring out your dead sedated, flatulated you were the one most loved and hated thanks for all that carpet and your songs this petron's for jason this lager's for andy and these doses are for bomer and this fix is for bradley this ritalin's for lumpy and this speedball's for friday this nitrous hit is for lynn ?? best friend dobbs this bowl is for my mom for drinking more than i did for posting bail for me in new york and in hollywood that first time and that joint we smoked was the worst time cause doing drugs with parents is just wrong this petron's for jason this lager's for andy and these doses are for bomer and this fix is for bradley this song is for winning losers it's for lucky substance abusers the ones who left their black marks on us all |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
He won the race the judges concluded
He was the betterman he'd come from victory A hesitation a one time show or place His self would not allow he had to be the best He had denied his urges cause they would of Drained his strength that battle had been one With side effects a few He may have dropped the world He could not let us down Dana has gone away I hope she's in a better place She aced the test a grade above the rest Of the class felt the curve a 93% Was not enough to feed her fix She needs that perfect score The endorphin rush she loved It would opiate her She had denied all allegations of her loneliness The battle had been won with scars still under wraps She may have dropped the world She would not let us down Endorphin rush she loved She may have dropped the world |
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
we believe in a drug free amerika
a drug free amerika for me that's the way we believe that way that it should be drug free amerika for me like in amsterdamn where drugs are bought and sold legally let's take it one step further and make them all for free drug free amerika for me say "nope to dope" when its not free say "nah to drugs" save you money don't listen to facts just sit back and relax and help make our country drug free |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Want to fuck off, drop out
Never trust a fuckin' hippie For that matter don't trust anyone Quit school, don't work Livin' up the music you punk If I could do it so could anyone Drugs are good They make you do things that you know you not should And when you do them people think that you're cool And when you do them people think that you're cool Want to join a punk band Shave your head and get a tattoo You don't need talent just the attitude Self destruction For no particular reason beat up everyone Drugs are neat And you can buy them relatively cheap And when you do them people think that you're cool And when you do them people think that you're cool |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change
Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt, Is this what dreams are made of! Adding up subtracting down you find yourself sucking the rind Dying degree, graying amie Final payment made - had you forgot? The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot Paisley satin lined how apprapoe What a better way to go Dying degree, graying amie No more eating crumbs When my pension finally comes Your kids want eat mush anymore 'round me Dying degree, graying amie |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
Get out of my way
Can't you see im from East Bay I Know Blatz, down with E.B.U. I bet I got way more piercings than you I just love this town My girlfriend weighs 84 pounds Met her at the New Method wher I get in for free She don't pay rent neither do me (hey hey hey) When we go out tonight Gotta get my hair just right Prodius pads with 2 inch sole I'll get my picture with Murray Bowles Gotta get those flyers out Might get signed to lookout After that i'll go far Fame, Fortion, D.M.R. Rock City News |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Get out of my way
Can't you see im from East Bay I Know Blatz, down with E.B.U. I bet I got way more piercings than you I just love this town My girlfriend weighs 84 pounds Met her at the New Method wher I get in for free She don't pay rent neither do me (hey hey hey) When we go out tonight Gotta get my hair just right Prodius pads with 2 inch sole I'll get my picture with Murray Bowles Gotta get those flyers out Might get signed to lookout After that i'll go far Fame, Fortion, D.M.R. Rock City News |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe
Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Because there's never gonna be enough space So eat the meek, enjoy the waste It's always gonna be a delicacy Lick your chops and eat the meek Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe The factory mass producing fear, bottled, Capped, distributed near and far Sold for a reasonable price And 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 Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Because there's always gonna be token truth Forgotten code discarded youth You know there's always gonna be pedigree One own the air one pay to breathe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Get out of my way,
can't you see I'm from L.A.? Yeah, I met Slash, I've got a rose tattoo I bet I know way more people than you I just love this town, my girlfriend weighs 84 pounds Met her at the Cathouse where I get in for free She pays the rent while I watch T.V. hey hey hey When we go out tonight, gotta get my hair just right Tight black pants and blue suede shoes I'll get my picture in Rock City News Gotta get those flyers out, might meet a talent scout And he will talk contracts with me My fame and fortune and MTV |
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from Before You Were Punk 2 (1999)
One source of energy the ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me never more to be free Electricity nuclear and H.E.P. Carbon fuels from the sea wasted electricity One source of energy electricity All we need to live today a gift for man to throw Away, the chance is nearly gone The alternative is one final source of energy Solar electricity |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
One source of energy the ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me never more to be free Electricity nuclear and H.E.P. Carbon fuels from the sea wasted electricity One source of energy electricity All we need to live today a gift for man to throw Away, the chance is nearly gone The alternative is one final source of energy Solar electricity |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Eric Melvin took PCP one night in Hollywood.
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Blast oxygen masks, smoke filled cabin
Depressurize, don't be afraid, hold onto me We're goin down, but not our love Death don't seem so bad, when I'm with you My only love, so close your eyes Kiss me one last time, We're gonna Die, but not our love, not our love |
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
5 feet under he's got one foot in the grave
would you look at him I think he's lost it I don't think that he can be saved he's got a down payment on his tombstone he's not alone his whole life has been out on a limb. just look at him, watch him get smashed and race bikes so fast just don't laugh, what will it say on his EPITAPH here he lies may he rest in peace hung on to life by the skin of his teeth pushing his luck thru the bottle he drinks he's got a date with his maker and he doesn't want to be late make no mistake he's a good friend so why might his life have to end, my friend I don't want to see you dead I don't want to see him dead I don't want to see him dead I don't want to see him dead |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
my father used to say you sleep with dogs the next day you'll wake in the bed scratching those inevitable fleas at ten years old you listen to what you're told but I never felt the itch I never would my mother had forbidden me to waste away my life I want you to have all the things I could never buy you so don't stop what i'd begun you're my one my only son follow what I say not what i've done follow what I say not what i've done shower, scrub, and shave cleanly boys don't misbehave follow what I say, not what i've done |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Rip them down
Hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger I am bigger than Rip them down Hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger I'm bigger than Mr. Prez in his big white house Listen he sez we're coming out Infiltration, we're numbing your minds Concentration, we've done time Rip them down Hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger I am bigger than Rip them down Hold them up Tell them that I'm your gun Pull my trigger I'm bigger and never step down |
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from Nofx - Regaining Unconsciousness [ep] (2003)
I never thought about the uiverse,
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'? outside of california, it'foreign policy I don't want changes, I have no reactions Your dilemmas are my distractions [Chorus] 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 beacause I read a little Noam chomsky I'm eating vagetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation! I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes , 'cause of Golbalization 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 belive; what an absolute failure The president's laughing 'cause we voted For Nader [Chorus] 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, Franco Un-American I want to move north and be a Canadian Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican What are we gonna do, "Franco, Franco Un-American" |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
I never thought about the uiverse,
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'? outside of california, it'foreign policy I don't want changes, I have no reactions Your dilemmas are my distractions [Chorus] 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 beacause I read a little Noam chomsky I'm eating vagetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation! I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes , 'cause of Golbalization 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 belive; what an absolute failure The president's laughing 'cause we voted For Nader [Chorus] 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, Franco Un-American I want to move north and be a Canadian Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican What are we gonna do, "Franco, Franco Un-American" |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
I never thought about the uiverse,
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'? outside of california, it'foreign policy I don't want changes, I have no reactions Your dilemmas are my distractions [Chorus] 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 beacause I read a little Noam chomsky I'm eating vagetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation! I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes , 'cause of Golbalization 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 belive; what an absolute failure The president's laughing 'cause we voted For Nader [Chorus] 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, Franco Un-American I want to move north and be a Canadian Or hang down low with the nice Austrailians I don't want to be another "I-don't-care"-ican What are we gonna do, "Franco, Franco Un-American" |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
A christian an anarchist slash prostitute figures out the true
meaning of freedom not freedom like america freedom like a shopping cart kick back no tense you got a bag of grub cost you about 50 cents no fear no fuckin feat malt liquor tastes much better on the street crustin away of life for heroines and heroes who hitch hike the road to eden not eden like the garden state, eden like the state of mind kick back cheap thrills. You'll do anything for a laugh even if it kills you the bridge you took it out the ticket takers suddenly lost count sleeping under rays your teeth crumbling away say goodbye to all responsibility you never wanted it man wasting time whenever you get the chance which happens to be all the time kick back free meals a couple times a day, you make a couple of shady deals no work no fuckin pay cardboard condominium by the bay you're between the red & black and you're never goin back to all responsibility cause you never wanted it man |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
A Christian, an anarchist slash prostitute
Figures out the true meaning Of freedom, not freedom like America Freedom like a shopping cart Kick back, no tense, you gotta bag of grub Cost you about 50 cents No fear, no fuckin' feat, malt liquor Tastes much better on the street Crustin', a way of life for heroines And heroes who hitch hike the road To Eden, not Eden like the garden state Eden like the state of mind Kick back, cheap thrills, you'll do anythin' For a laugh even if it kills you The bridge, you took it out The ticket takers suddenly lost count Sleeping under rays Your teeth crumbling away Say goodbye to all responsibility You never wanted it man Wasting time Whenever you get the chance Which happens to be all the time Kick back, free meals, a couple times a day You make a couple of shady deals No work, no fuckin' pay Cardboard condominium by the bay Between the red and black You're never going back Say goodbye to all responsibility You never wanted it man |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
Don't even try to tell us what we can and cannot say profanity's a
tool that you cannot take away is freedom of expression just a load of shit? Just another farce in american politics |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
i'm overhung, overslept. i'm ripe, desheveld, perfectly unkempt. i like my drink mit toast and eggs. the best bloody mary you've ever tasted. go to work wasted. go to work bombed. ya gotta pull a shot before you start the job. i wanna operate heavy machinery. i wanna watch online pornography. you gotta go to work high if you're getting paid low. you gotta put your nose to the grindstone, stoned. that elbow grease will get you fucked. you don't wanna be a jerk or smuck. fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
loving you isn't the right thing to do how can i ever change things that i feel
if i could, baby i'd give you my world but how can i, when you won't take it from me you can go your own way you can go your own way tell me why everything turns brown backin' up, everything's waiting for you if i could baby, i'd give you my sock open up, everything's waiting for you you can go your own way you can go your own way |
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from Nofx - Never Trust A Hippy [ep] (2006)
Aimless ain't got no where to go
All my thoughts have gone? Ready? Mother Mary had a son Whose days were spent on having fun And Monday he got a letter: ?you could make yourself feel better? Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys lay dead Mother Mary had a baby but he had his he'd never tasted He hunted all the others then he hunted all his brothers Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Go-Go-Golden Boys You've got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue I will remember you One for me, one for you Mother Mary baby, rock and roll Rock and roll, you know I only want you for your rock and roll Mother Mary Mother Mary had a man who healed with pleasing hands Millions of boys stay dead Go-Go-Golden Boys You've got your war toys Looking straight on And with your eyes of blue We'll do the old one two One for me, one for you 1, 2, 3, GO! Brother mother baby you're flipped out You're over influenced One day you will feel it You'll make yourself feel better Mother Mary had a man who healed with healing hands Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead Millions of boys stay dead |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Sitting in a room waiting for some news
Sitting in a room with white knuckles Not feeling so good I didn't do the things I should I said, "Doc, tell me what's wrong with me" He had this expression he didn't know what to say "It seems that you've contracted a new strain." How could this happen to me? Another victim another casualty From fucking casually, another casualty All the times I should have worn a jimmy hat All the times I said, "What the fuck, I won't look back, that's not for me." I wouldn't listen to reason Now look at me |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Sometimes I think of all the places where I don't
wanna go Then I think of all the things that I don't wanna do And when I think of all the people that I don't wanna meet I close my eyes and go to sleep Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars I'm the prince of poverty hangin' out in bars Your life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel Your obviousness disgusts me I see thru your macho lies I'll fight everything you stand for There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore Maybe what we had was just green corn |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Sometimes I think of all the places where I don't want to go
Then I think of all the things I don't want to do And when I think of all the people I don't want to meet I close my eyes and go to sleep Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars I'm the prince of poverty hangin' out in bars Your life's a Mercedes, a mansion with a pool My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel Your obviousness disgusts me I see through your macho lies I'll fight everything you stand for There's something in your purse baby, my head is getting sore Maybe what we had was just green corn |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
He's just a man getting through life the best he can
He's a not a scientist, he programs a computer Before that he sold cars to pay a student loan now he receives pity From his family - his friends say how could he Turn his back on on reason worshipping A God finding truth through fear and mind control He's just a man trying to explain how He found the word of God could make his life seem less insane So he shares what he's read, what he understands, it makes sense to him, it makes perfect sense to him, in fact He's never seen so clearly Turned his back on free will - has he lost his mind? He'd rather kneel down than take charge of his life And he knows what people think, but it dosen't sway him He can read the writings on the wall 'Cause he knows how people treat, how they treat each other A sacrifice to benefit the all Don't try to judge him, his theological ideas His hopes may be false but his happiness is real Don't try to judge him, he's just a man |
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from Nofx - Regaining Unconsciousness [ep] (2003)
Now my chainsaw close to head
Change your points; you're left for dead This isn't hectic fight for fun this is Hardcore 81 Neighbourhood watch, backyard brawl Riot at Montanan hall, fighting ruins, this is sad but true This is hardcore 82 RIOT! RIOT! Maybe your home's barred and blitzed Go bust some heads or throw some fists you You want some police brutality go to Hardcore 83 Hollywood, rap patrol get free rooms at Wilcox hotel Question, what are we fighting for? It's just Hardcore 84 Tragedy, a catastrophe The nemesis of a wasted night Rationale of an atom bomb Consequence of a murder plot RIOT! RIOT! |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
I've got to get out of
I've got to get out of this hood I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out of it Got to get out I've had enough, won't call their bluff I'm not going to live in fear Racism lives on both sides so I'm gonna get the hell out of here Do you want crack? Do you need smack on the track? Do you want grass? Smoke hash you white trash? You better watch out You better watch out You better watch out I've got to get out of I've got to get out of this hood I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out of it I've got to get out of it I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out I've got to get out I've had it up to here I'm not gonna live in fear They're the ones who are racist Why can't they just let me be? Do you want crack? Do you need smack on the track? Do you want grass? Smoke hash you white trash? You better watch out You better watch out I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out of this neighborhood I've got to get out of it I've got to get out of it |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Light the match,
Burn the flower, Leave behind, All the wrong, Why be sad, When happiness can be bought, For a little more than 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, Havent we learned our lesson, The corner store sells butter 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 juge me? |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
Hobo - I'm hobophobic so what ah ah ah scared of bums
not just because they stink bad not just because they're crackers from drinking too much lysol let them be just don't get fuckin near me scared of bums ah ah infested with microscopic bugs and endocine systematic doo doo why don't they get a job |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
Hobo - I'm hobophobic so what ah ah ah scared of bums
not just because they stink bad not just because they're crackers from drinking too much lysol let them be just don't get fuckin near me scared of bums ah ah infested with microscopic bugs and endocine systematic doo doo why don't they get a job |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
He'll have another piece of pie
she'll have a double reuben rye she works hard at eating well that's why I love her She's got a couple of pony kegs her arms are bigger than my legs and when she holds me I can't breathe that's why I love her yeah, I'm her butter she's my bread she's like mobile waterbed and when I get on top of her I can't touch the mattress And when her flesh begins to sag she's like a human sleeping bag I feel so cozy safe and warm she's my insulation I always know where she sat and when she's on me I get flat some broken ribs a punctured lung that's why I love her She's my phillie, I'm her stud her bean is bigger than my pud it's like feeding a tic-tac to a whale that's why I love her |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
> Jenny, so many times I tried to get away
But you kept following me all over town I'll display it, there's no way to say it I don't just want you, I jusrt don't want you around, I don't want you around, You follow me around It's really bringing me down I don't want you around When it was time to go I had nothing to say Don't you look at me, Don't you look at me that way ""I love you!"" Oh, really? Please go away What gave you the idea? Get it out of your head You follow us around We're not the Grateful Dead I wanted to be friends but you wanted more So, like I told you before I don't want you around |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
1, 2, 1, 2, 3. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. my blatter works! i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta pee. call 911 i gotta pee. i gotta pee. i gotta poop.
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