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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
It's negativ
Iwish you the worst dear, to feel the gratest pain A posetiv You say it's all in vain I know I felt and I won't feel again Iknow you Refrain: Hours of madness, years of dysfunction, the deepest embitterment No will to strive or achieve, finally it break down Perpetual fall on your knees, as you crawl back to me It ends like thisI can hope for bliss, if you fail again 'Cause I'm right here, to witness every step And when you trip, I will cherish it Refrain I live to watch you fail, I live to watch you fail I live to watch you fail, I am the wind in your sail I wish you the worst dear, to feel the greatest pain 'Cause I'm right here, to retrieve all you stole Every tear, and everything you own I wish you Hours of madness, years of dysfunktion, the deepest embitterment No will to trust everyoneThis is how I lived, this is how you left me blue And I'd crawl back to you. |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
Now it's simple to me
Sometimes you have to let go when there's Next to nothing You say everytime she says no There's more pain then love It comes o shove almost Everytime you speak Somehow you fight Something's just crazy Somehow it's taking all the life left in you You'er losing ground Carrying that torch Your not asking for much As she has... Had time to heal And she doesn't need you any longer an you... Had time to drink And you call her to tell her you've gotten much stronger At three in the morning she says stop calling cause... Everyone's asleep Some of us work You're driving me crazy When will you get on with my life Now every nights Friday night Picking fights with your friends Somehow trying to make amends So you seach for comfort in a friend It's not the same she won't understand You both learned to think alike So what was so wrong Where's she tonight Out there drinking while you're left in thinking It's taken all the life left in... You You're losing ground Carrying that torch You're not asking for much Still somehow You'll wait for her You say she'll return But you still carry that torch That girl |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
Come to know them and what makes them burn take
out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt fueled by some loss we'll never know i sit down now 'cause i'm not playing with you abusing amusing your peers and all your demons in passive aggression accusing all else but you hurt the ones you've grown to love you feed on them embitterment refills your empty soul release it into them your sharp words alcohol enhanced fueled by guilt your checkered past you had the last word and we are having the last laught laught at me as i sit this one out and they're dancing around me afraid you give me strenght to call it weak |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
been staring for a hundred hours
run down a spiral drain keep mouth clamped tight and it isn't right three words keep running 'round my mind but tongue is hard to find i need to let it go 'cause i know dark secrets burn their vessels tearing out to grab a mouthful chunk of heart destroyed by quiet yell it out before it kills ya now let it all out I used to let rumors do my work they got around real well now they only hurt it's a liar's quirk this time i've gotta say it straight i mean to do some good i'm calling out your name while the chance remains dark secrets burn their vessels tearing out to grab a mouthful chunk of heart destroyed by quiet yell it out before it kills you now let it all out i want you... so now you know where i come from my secret's come undone my heart revealed my cause i'm lying naked at your feet don't crush the heart that bleeds take me at my word it may sound absurd i want you... |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
We colonize a better place
(Unable to transform our fate) We follow whatever path grows (Directions no one knows) Given the choice for normalcy You seem content in who you've come to be They said he re-installed his plague (Said to have re-vamped that limp vein) As if it all ends formulaic (Painless escape) We share the same virus of love and hope And it's a fleeting beauty You did everything you could You were there for him through bad and good So disappear before you follow suit The parasites, they are still there to swallow you Beating through an obtrude chest Every emotive plea's a stretch No praise enough to build a life (No words to instill pride) And through your life disorder rides I did everything I could Mostly there for him through bad and good I disappeared as always waiting for the born-again call The one that signals to us all This bender's over again Listen for one last faint heartbeat (Holding his hand in hopes he breathes) All of those sad years have come to this (Your head lay on his sunken chest) The thought of you at his deathbed The latest virus in my head Unjust, unjust Selfless you tended to our ghost Katherine an unconditional untiring host Well you were there for him when he needed you the most I hope someone restores your heart I hope something restores your world |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
I am just another fool, and I have to, keep telling myself that I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you one Cause I forgot to bite my tongue, and my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes But I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I awake to your replacement, a bottle in my mouth, in an unfamiliar place Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace Open my arms and grasp for something true How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Oh why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps But I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive Your love's slipping away Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go Violins |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
I am just another fool, and I have to, keep telling myself that I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you one Cause I forgot to bite my tongue, and my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes But I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I awake to your replacement, a bottle in my mouth, in an unfamiliar place Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down And you can't live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace Open my arms and grasp for something true How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Oh why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety I'm trying to let you go, you say I'm giving you the creeps But I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again Into you like a mortal stake so vindictive Your love's slipping away Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I'm trying hard to let you go Violins |
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
The TV's broke
Her cheeks are soaked The drink is empty And now he is everything she hates Her lowest day It's all the same It's all the same This house is drowning in inevitable silence And it's always been on In another born sick love Never made her question right or wrong In a see of failure he's numb Upstairs disgust Small words cut through what once was their trust And then he gots everything he wants Silent treatement She's out of breath There's no one left around He will have regret when there is nothing left to say And it's alway been on In another born sick love Never made him question right or wrong In a see of failure he's numb It's already killed me That's aleready killed me It's already been there That's nothing new I overdosed I dug an hole I buried them and died with you In a sea of failure and I am numb |
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
I hope you didn't mind when I saw you
turn into nothing less than nothing new before you wait to sleep it off... how little is enough? what can you do? before you decide to make the last mistake with draw away from us and say good-bye to all but one that takes you puts you to rest on twenty-seven street nothing will keep you warm everything bring you harm everything here fails you now lying at your feet everyone nails you everyone worships you everyone here fails you I can figure it out and it's all about to... turn into lack of wit on sinking ships I might have jumped but you jumped first abandon ties that bind there's no salvation here I'd surely miss the times when we were so depressed no I miss you I know I miss you and you are missing something you take a rip and then you find sedation some salvation a masochistic only point of view nothing is left to you everyond speaks the truths everyone here fails me hope you didn't mind when I saw you |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
Yeah
Truth and justice And I can't wait for we have to know the truth And what they say is justice What we see All lies, it's justice, a bullet in your fucking face And you believe in the system, believe this whole fraud, the media's lies, the evening you're loaded from within the day, what have you seen, the empty street, that thing, I can't propel it, probably I will, what is right, truth and justice? And I can't wait, where's the fucking truth? And what they say is justice What we see All lies, it's justice, what do you believe, the people always look away Their interest strapped to decay And the people always come on fast Knocked and stole neighbor's cash Fuck justice Justice (x2) Between a lie and your cardboard are your interests, you're to weak to strike, the fucked up incest, the woman in the other street liked them again, can we still burn up before our dying countrys Justice, justice, justice, justice |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
My inspiration note the sympathy
They've taken everything you want and they left you all alone My setting sun, self appointed, I am a fraud You are the martyr It's decided and I owe you several worlds I can tell you... Rat in the sewer, scraps they left behind Once their visionary, and they all have robbed you blind Your broken records playing for None fabricate song Amputated creative tongue You sing on and on and I can tell you why I'm bringing you down, Calling you out, Taking your shield It's easier now Years have been kind Distance between Has given hind sight I jumped a train Your tragedy so easy to read, Is bitter envy They're reaping all the lowly benefits You missed the train they stole And you've never... I'm burning you down, Calling you out, Taking your shield It's easier now Years have been kind Distance between has given hind sight I'm on a train |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
In This faltering nation
the future belongs to the children in school There's something wrong 6th grader on crack Hangun overflowing in his hands Now he is just further demand We search for the source and still that child is left watching Inhumanity, bloodshed as the tele-violence feeds his head (Chorus) Only if he knew the consequence of greed A concious state of mind T.V. is not reality Never a victim the role model said Bamg, bang the bad guy is dead Always a rockstar on eMpty T.V. The lesson complete Now the child has needs of competition they bleed Oh beautiful for bills of green Nevermind spacious skies overhead Bleed the earth and butter your bread (Repeat Chorus) Child turns on T.V. What does he see? Nature of man, dishonesty That child grows old Story be told as he sits behind bars and his soul growz cold |
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from Lagwagon - Blaze (2003)
Bitter exit it must feel better Holding that grudge
It's a feeling so familiar Not unlike love Unrequited she's scarred in hatred Yesterday's moving Yesterday's moving It's easier to locate A better nest Tell them you never lived in such a mess Emily at her best in black Reminds them all to stand back At a distance they won't notice the act All that she lacks You can see up close she's bitter Remembering wasted dinners Can't expect the creep to stay long But he's not the one who pissed her off Today is denial Today is denial It's easier if she won't See him again He's just another trip best forgotten Emily may be odd But she always gets even It's not unlike love Emily will find him again Another short-term boyfriend Emily you'll always be alone Tomorrow is heartbreak Tomorrow is heartbreak So bitter ex I'm sorry Sorry I bit that hook I'm just a bad clich??????짤 in your black book |
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
As you expect here as the keys
So come and go as you please Wath's mine seems to be yours Welcome to my drawers Today I heard them say a funny thing They were happy you were clean You were headed for success in the mountains of excess Today you fail them Tomorrow more Maybe I'll lend you some more cash Don't have to play it back I can depend on you Dependent on everyone Why am I guilty of my bending back Over to breaking The object of some desire Too late Too late Today I'm saving you I must have finished my last care with that beer With some ideal I might win while losing That's some mentality I have to finish talking I'm finished talking Today I heard a funny thing Tey were happy you were clean And you won't be looking back to the one that helped you pack |
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
Here's a song to all my friends
I know they'd like I remember every drunken night at the old dive Driving the ol'wreck Trying to make it home somehow One more pit stop at our favorite watering hole The ghost of Christmas past swallowed all our pride We'd open up our story books and water down the eyes our demons raised their glasses singing "I propose a toast to my friends" Who's buying the next round Cup half empty Cup half full Perspectives and beers They weren't failure Just the regulars of my favorite year They come and go paying their toll From mobiles homes Decaying old unsound minds The ghost of Cristmas failure dancing to the click of time The beating of defeat Shaking in his hands a lifetime of retreat And his regrets were ours A time to say good-bye I've been waiting so long for you to call my old friend To all my friends... |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
How does it start?
When does it end? Blood and love graces everyone You only want to touch it once He didn't give it up She wasn't long enough They didn't save your falling smile He never had a chance But there it is You're finally blessed And you can't handle it The worst What did it say? All you really need is love But you're gonna make those fuckers pay You're gonna hurt someone That's all there really is The ones that don't survive They lied to you a thousand times And your starving heart has died But there it is You're finally blessed Failure, failure, failure A cement frown breaking Allows a straight line blown away It fell at thirteen You're wide awake Hours blind every winding curve You start the fall from grace The worst You never had a chance But here it is You're finally blessed |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
In a chalk dotted line
Draw a kid, left behind Severed limbs in harmony Strumming from a few good deeds Carry it to survive To a bed half alive Held before a dozen times Deep inside a funeral for a friend Runs in portions like film clips Run, run Rundown the list The memoirist Like kindling Burn, burn, burn, burn down I will stay inside The saved It's a good mourning They will ignite you The doomed I will write for you Of a boy, damaged goods Of a bench, understood For a spell, the soul resides In a yellow chalk outline Carry on the camel's back Have another heart attack To the cure I would drive Played that scene a hundred times to date Today's ambition, to relate In a sustaining saccharine state Impart the burden and get well It's what everyone's trying to sell Anything you want to be Weigh the screenplay and revise Warp, warp, warp with the contortionist So hopelessly ill-fated everyday He will stay inside The doomed It's a good mourning to loom They will inspire him The saved Innocently filling graves |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
One more time, falling on new ground
bracing a chase lounge, i'm a member this one truth, i can be discrete words that escape me, i remember clarity watching eyes, i can't see i can't read passion-less vacation youre not telling anyone the sum falls in a whole it's chemistry chemical Follow the pattern if you can stick around it will change again One more line stay focused hollow, why'd I feel sick? misunderstanding tempting tolerance you're not telling anyone, I'm not telling anyone this sounds atrocious, the miles horrific I recognise those last words, ill hang on to mine lying out in the sun keep it like a secret Hell, It may seem not full well all dried up and here comes the chemist again, this is everything I am. |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
Can't you see
we the people can make the choices You and I must raise our voices To build a future where we belong Revoke oppression and right and wrong But do you vote or do you only complain Do you just carry on in vain As your economy crashes, your country goes to war The deficit Their answer to tax the poor But you may never know what you refuse to learn Do you work the system or do you get burned? Do you ignore your abilities or your intellect? Are you obse An easy out, you forget it all but it's the hardest path and you chase to follow You wouldn't speak for yourself and now you're spoken for This is something you can not ignore It's time for you to notice the things that die with no more lies You can't deny You're always high and you still bitch Makes me sick It makes me sick the way you always fuckin' bitch I remember a time when I thought it wasn't fair The scales of justice did impair but with no darkness theere would never be light there would never be light Without injustice we'd never have a right |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn,
And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long. And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating seems like fun, Drunk and out of gas, they drive around and crash. They're driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than just a few. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowing down in their death machine. Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive... Dave's a midnight landscaper, and he's working overtime, And he is full throttle--full throttle tonight. (Alright!) He was almost home, just one more block, he had to hit that last mailbox, Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitch? (Stoking the neighbors!) Came time to run, came time to bail, He was having too much fun to spend the night in jail. He had no "Triple A" for a tow truck, Called them anyway: Goleta, hear them say, "Hey pal, you're fucked!" Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, until he drinks, And then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks. And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next beer run, On one too many nights, the party's over. He's driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than one or two. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have been stoked... |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
Friday night's the perfect night to mow some neighbor's lawn,
And Dave is drunk and at the helm before too long. And Chris will gladly ride shotgun, 'cause navigating seems like fun, Drunk and out of gas, they drive around and crash. They're driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than just a few. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the sights and sounds of the yard they're blowing down in their death machine. Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive... Dave's a midnight landscaper, and he's working overtime, And he is full throttle--full throttle tonight. (Alright!) He was almost home, just one more block, he had to hit that last mailbox, Dumped it in a ditch, ain't that a bitch? (Stoking the neighbors!) Came time to run, came time to bail, He was having too much fun to spend the night in jail. He had no "Triple A" for a tow truck, Called them anyway: Goleta, hear them say, "Hey pal, you're fucked!" Dave's a decent guy, like most of us, until he drinks, And then his liquid mind takes over how he thinks. And then all that matters is having fun, pulling off the next beer run, On one too many nights, the party's over. He's driving through your yard, there's nothing you can do, Dave's behind the wheel, and he's had more than one or two. Suburban families slumber in civility, Awakened to the aftermath: the neighbors have been stoked... |
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
I hate my friends [Repeat: x1]
I hate my [repeat: x3] I hate my friends [Repeat: x1] Two in the morning here I am Turning blue I'm drinking up for an old friend Bourbon can't clean my mind of this voice in my head (I hate my friends) cause they make me think about the smile that I'm faking I hate my [Repeat:x7] I hate my friends [Repeat: x1] Yeah, that's the scene that I am In lying at odds with every bland image How many excuses can this fool listen to you Never cared There was no us only misery and distrust I hate my [Repeat: x6] I hate my friends I don't care [Repeat: x1] |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
Hi, it's me I'm bored again, all is well I'm not insane
I've been drunk for seven days, everything is fine I made some friends, broke the ice, then I ate some bread and cheese To gain some weight, keep me warm everything's okay. It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, We're is my buoy? The van smells like a dirty sock, everyone has got the flu I'd rather be sick of you, I'd rather be asleep It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, I'm missing my buoy When I get home, the band will have, it's first hit song You and I, will buy some rings, and a suburban home I'll bring home, the bacon bits, we'll make our parents grandparents I'll take you out, to breakfast at night, and then we'll go to sleep |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
Hi, it's me I'm bored again, all is well I'm not insane
I've been drunk for seven days, everything is fine I made some friends, broke the ice, then I ate some bread and cheese To gain some weight, keep me warm everything's okay. It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, We're is my buoy? The van smells like a dirty sock, everyone has got the flu I'd rather be sick of you, I'd rather be asleep It's me, delivering psychosis, over the phone to you I color your world blue, ten thousand miles from you I'm sinking all alone, treading new waters, I'm missing my buoy When I get home, the band will have, it's first hit song You and I, will buy some rings, and a suburban home I'll bring home, the bacon bits, we'll make our parents grandparents I'll take you out, to breakfast at night, and then we'll go to sleep |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
I've been living for years in question, some obsession
Was I less to live with no answers, as a life cried wolf I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty If I say it again can I kill it, will you lend me your ears Breathe in breathe out exhale, acting sweating A broken smile provides them a view, projection is nothing new Just once I would like them to feel it, suffer in my skin For a moment stand in my shoes, filled with swelling blues [chorus] I keep this room, and this room keeps me, chained to my organs I am quarantined, to a place that's dark, staring at three walls The door is locked to them Maybe now that they all know it, you'll find solace As you're drowning in narcissism, or is it self-loathing You fought it all in your head boy, psychosomatic They used to humor you now they pity you, and nothing's changed [repeat chorus] The door is locked behind me, if I say it again can I kill it 'Cause they're sick of my complaining and i am sick of being sick Maybe these will cure you completely, chemicals deeply Saviors until you're dependent, don't let them go to your head I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty, silence lies |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
I've been living for years in question, some obsession
Was I less to live with no answers, as a life cried wolf I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty If I say it again can I kill it, will you lend me your ears Breathe in breathe out exhale, acting sweating A broken smile provides them a view, projection is nothing new Just once I would like them to feel it, suffer in my skin For a moment stand in my shoes, filled with swelling blues [chorus] I keep this room, and this room keeps me, chained to my organs I am quarantined, to a place that's dark, staring at three walls The door is locked to them Maybe now that they all know it, you'll find solace As you're drowning in narcissism, or is it self-loathing You fought it all in your head boy, psychosomatic They used to humor you now they pity you, and nothing's changed [repeat chorus] The door is locked behind me, if I say it again can I kill it 'Cause they're sick of my complaining and i am sick of being sick Maybe these will cure you completely, chemicals deeply Saviors until you're dependent, don't let them go to your head I'm ashamed to mention my anguish, but silence lies empty, silence lies |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
We used to watch them fall and we saw them
distraught but the attention that they got it surrounds them for years we watched them enslaved and we could only laugh what a loser what a shame said we'd never play the... (chorus) and now it seems you haven't learned the lesson i guess you have to share the pain andnow your tainted blood leaves stains behind your back and in thier words i hear your shame how can you lie to me when in your eyes i can see glazed and vacant as you're caught in the act you've always wanted this now you feel the stab are you happy to be sad is there pleasure in the...(repeat chorus) as it make you sick do i make you scared when you see what you once were as you're shaving your head the scared boy thinks he's safe if you can't read his eyes but you can read you can read his eyes his lies |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
As you sat on the bed
Moments from your end Inconceivable dread Inches from your head I can't bear to imagine you In that horror scene One too sad to be In my mind's eye I am there Embracing you so scared Now you kill me too You killed me too Decidedly willing to lie for you Absolutely willing to cry for you Ill at ease in saying goodbye to you A part of me will never know I am there, again, intervals of red An accomplice to Things I couldn't do In a fable disabled I say words like foolish son God what have you done I'm a thin blue clich??????짤, hopelessly I'm a mouthful of doubtful Decidedly willing to lie for you Say again Willing to cry for you Finally saying goodbye to you A part of you I'll never know Looking through the spyglass in a punctured sky While your garden died You couldn't see the sky for your fallen stars Endless in your arms You were still alive even as the sad astronaut |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
They make your bed, don't they
Long ago they fought and died for faith - what's changed ? It's said that we've acquired tolerance to build more bridges Cross those rivers, yet modern man enslaves his conscious and the undertow of blame still flows between Give it birth to the machine - hostilities of ancestry Slow to understand the variance - quick to judge on one aspect - rust We call them fools today - they will call us fools in days to come - always In any age it's ignorance He that he's not with me is against me The river of pride swells to high, washing those bridges out to sea Give it birth to the machine Too proud to love - Too proud Soaking in your fears - rusting away Never comprehending - always condescending Slow to understand the variance - quick to judge - quick to condem Carried them for years - stones that they once cast Place the blame on them as if it were their past Yesterdays distrust Resent, Regret, disgust Still we pay for their living - pay for their mistakes Who will cast the latest stones of hate Pay for their misgivings - pay for their living - still we find that on the surface there is rust |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
Used to recognize the gun in your hand
Promise, squandered Used to understand the stake in your heart Mileage, road worth But it's hard to recognize the massive burden Born of love and bad deeds And it runs in the family from beginning to end It is just revenge Everybody build a monument to pain Flowers, fast cars Everybody raise the thief in their heart It's just a beating And it sounds just like a million other tributes Customs and demons And it runs in the family with a million regrets It's just (It's just revenge) revenge Everybody build a monument to fear Unsafe people Everybody raise a paranoid child It's just an over-stimulated mind And it sounds just like a billion people starving with no resource for love And it runs in the family with a million missteps It's just revenge Everything echoes Everyone emulates Everyone is a victim of their blood Everyday initiate Everything echoes Everyone echoes All of us are running with the wolves All of us are running out of life |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
I'm not the one who is pointing the finger you
hypocrite we're not true enough to be part but i speak of what i have learned i haven't a flag to be burned born wrong descend upon us you're only honest but are you an artist or just a preacher to those who want to hate everything you told them to see everything you told them to hear we simply ask them to listen and express what we feel born right rifle me playing on their sympathy you're the one waving the flag you're the one starting the war we're not compromising or trying to conquer |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
Time to ride the snake eyes gone dead and blank i
don't wanna talk to a stranger i once knew single-minded hunt to fill the bottomless well i can't afford the labor of the feelings that you ask you tax (chorus) talk to me i can't hear you did you say the pain has gone away just one question will i see you at the show tomorrow or the snake they could never tell we are losing weight they will all still love us if they can not feel our hell i'm not losing face and they're not losing faith we won't have to feel unless we quit there's nothing more to hide (repeat chorus) don't you know that he does everything he buys the food and cleans he knows what i need to go on this is your last chance i can feel i'm fading and i want to disappear disappear there's nothing left to hide (repeat chorus) will i see you at the show tomorrow tell me then what's wrong |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
how does it feel ??? we all made sure here another mile,
5 years expire attempting seemly airless time restrain everything i have confine the gun it takes so long, so long confine my time what a town, living proof my abuse restrain everything i have before we accept truth time to go home now, i hit the wall ??? lights out, bend down now another blind truck i know there's always train restrain everything i have confine the gun it takes so long, so long confine my time what a town, living proof my abuse restrain everything i have before we accept truth |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
Don't leave me in this room
The walls are closing in This is the space I used to say The line is drawn for you each day But every day you show With sound of caving walls Some day this song will have no pulse And I'll cave alone But there we are Waiting for your answer Your arms speeded elation Beating out your salvation But when the tape stopped you were gone A half measure from home This week I recreate Edit you back into The blare that could define you Coveted by few who knew The phone rings without pause This grief wills everyone All I have is our shitty song How could it ever be enough? Here we are in our final accord A mortician and his tools Sonically bury you You could have chose another chord to resolve on |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
She broke up with me two days later i think she met
her don juan in italy she has a new man i have a new mustache now all my friends are gonna call me mountain man and everyone will think that i'm a stupid drifter to walk the earth alone i'll never shave again on the night she left me facial hair grew miraculously i dressed in black like johnny cash and grew this beard of shame i've heard it said she looks a lot like sherilyn fenn and sometimes i'm mistaken for billy gibbons i may appear wise but i'm an idiot it's over she left me and she will soon forget me she found out i was lame i grew a beard of shame come all be faithful joyful and triumphant i am a new man i have a beard of shame |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
She broke up with me two days later i think she met
her don juan in italy she has a new man i have a new mustache now all my friends are gonna call me mountain man and everyone will think that i'm a stupid drifter to walk the earth alone i'll never shave again on the night she left me facial hair grew miraculously i dressed in black like johnny cash and grew this beard of shame i've heard it said she looks a lot like sherilyn fenn and sometimes i'm mistaken for billy gibbons i may appear wise but i'm an idiot it's over she left me and she will soon forget me she found out i was lame i grew a beard of shame come all be faithful joyful and triumphant i am a new man i have a beard of shame |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
maybe i'm just thirty and i don't want to go to parties anymore
only really need a few close friends i'm just tryin' to keep the hair on my head i think it's time we tie the knot and you and i can make some babies marriage, mortgage can't afford it we are destined to fail lots of time, we are late what the hell smashing through the boundaries lunacy as found me gotta have a family boys will tell you they'll take care of you but i can tell you, girl, that there is only one thing that you're after we ain't got no money, honey, it's true ten thousand vacant in the place where elvis said "i do" "love me tender" four kids, food stamps trying to make words count endless days of minimum wage love is ours, food's a dream a better day two kids, two cars life insurance, credit cards carry on the legacy it's time to raise a family |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
Wasting his days and his nights
Nothing's changed Nothing's right He has no sense of pride Sees no respect in his parents eyes and why should he care? No one ever cared for him? Wasting her nights and days Sixteen with a child God wouldn't have it any other way And then they told her of shame and that impurity made her bed no fuckin' CHOICE She took two lives instead All these worthless nights Al Down the path I follow you because who am I? Denial I still care but it's my life in despair Laughing harder In self-concious I've played my last solitaire That shirt's too tight to wear Wasting my days nad nights Nothings changed Nothings right I know I'm not exactly the parents guide to living but it's the road less traveled in this world so unforgiving and I've lost count of score |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
Uncertainty
A foundation built on nothing I could see Secure in your immaculate perception The last resort I ever thought I'd exercise Now, all that I have to stand on Grieving from a different point of view I learned it's meaning from you In life and death And continue ...But faith is just a Silent tribute Mine is just a desperate act Give him back I owe him Throw me a line, I'll suspend My disbelief And concede Following your lead Faithfully I'm Led into this concession with hope and doubt A seemingly futile gesture Faith is just a silent tribute Mine is just a desperate act Holding on It's just this desperation that Takes me home |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
Scaling the mountain, I have given up my pride
and I'm clinging to this rocky edge, a rose thorn in my side It's fabled contradiction, it's bitter sweet and blind And I'm balancing the mountain of compromise I went over the hill to be with you I went over the hill I am over the hill to be with you Am I holding on to lies or holding onto life? Standing in position objectivity goes by 'cause it's hard to ignore losing when you're winning all the time and the weight of this too heavy, the ceiling far too low This commitment is restraining and I can't grow I went over the hill, over the hill I am over the hill to be with you Am I holding on to life or holding onto lies? In retrospect in your absence my disposition's gone as I close my eyes to search for treasure in what I once lost I let go of the noose and breath again I am falling from the game and mending a foot (?) |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
They spoke bravely
It opened our eyes We swallowed their pride A new era So whee is the new advise It seems the older methods no longer suffice The very oldeest if thoughts cast into the mold of these new times Vindictive, he raises his fist The animal is instinctive Everyone desires peace but indread of war, still arms increase Perpetual with only one end When that savage nature destroys them all All is written All is forgiven All is lived again After all, this worthless progress is progress made for change After all these vain advances does that concerned animal value his life? Cornered Human nature alive |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
He grew up with nothing
He lived and died poor a father of four He left his family temporarily for a future based on words of chicanery They said join the Army Join the Navy He joined the Marines and his children were proud but exhaltation was exhausted and patronage died when this expendable number left his family of five Imposture and all that man wanted was to provide a better existence for his kids and wife An investment that cost him his life A family of ethics has... A fatality of war can't be noble enough to justify the loss of life so young Continental security Atonement, there's no such thing There was no hero in the end Only letters of resent, remorse, regret Bitter resent Imposture and all those boys wanted was to be alive, a return of existence yet so many died and those who returned were alone with nothing awaiting at home Again the headlines read "A Noble Soldier Finds A Noble Ending" They are the ones who can be done without Expendable numbers forgott no doubt A family of ethics has died |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
Girl, it's been a long time that we've been apart
Much too long for a man that needs love I miss you since I've been away babe, It wasn't easy to leave you alone it's been harder now That I'm gone if I had a choice I would stay there's no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you girl, Yeah I really know where it's strong Or not I've been wanting that 12 year old love I don't want my feelings restrained oh babe, I just need you like never before I've been watching you since you were four I'll take all my sorrow away killer pussy I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you there's no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you no one like you I can't wait for the nights with you I imagine the things we do I just want to be loved by you |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
Labors of commitment
Blood of his arms A growing sense of duty But in his song he's screaming out Insuficient - he just falls further Behind Principles, purpose, tradition, time Weigh heavy on this guilty Mind Wits astray Blind in rage, awar he'll wage on grieving Another no one hanging from the ceiling Because only the extreme makes an impression When drowning in the mainstream One at the mercy of another's faith finally answers to no one in his fall from grace They say they love him but how could they ever Miles above him they ask for repent It doesn't matter what you want from me Don't think there's worth in my apology Because people never really change You and I will always be the same and it's a problem that we can't mend Because it happened once it will happen again Because they plant their seeds of condition Until we have no choice, we lose conviction wits astray Blind in rage a war he'll wage on grieving Another no one blows his head off Because only the extreme makes an impression When drowning in the mainstream no one |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
Not elected, no evade, no constituency, no regard from government, no more
sense for charity, I don't want suck democracy, want to keep my dignity, my eyes see the reality, nothing just insanity, you're life is lake an irony, we venture, strike reality, media will always keep you, raiding you up Strong believes Without a doubt, you can not figure out what life is all about and are trapped to feel Two more watt where you keep fighting, you're empty inside, life, life, life, life, for me it's electrifying, I'm totally stoned, singing and ringing up till we are dead cause you're life is like an irony, we venture, strike reality, media will always keep you, raiding you up Strong believes Without a doubt, yeah, strong believes without a doubt, how can you, how can you, how can you Have strong believes without a doubt, have strong believes without a doubt, how can you, you can even think that life counts? Not elected, no evade, no constituency, no regard from government, no more sense for charity, I don't want suck democracy, no way, it's just dignity, my eyes see the real world, nothing just insanity, my life is lake an irony, we venture, strike reality, media will always keep you, raiding you up Life |
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from Lagwagon - Blaze (2003)
I'm all right tell me you're all right almost there barely here I knew that this day would have to come wailing on the wall watching giants fall I know there's a message to receive written in debris it's meaning's hard to see the loss of innocence means nothing in the new world all our hands are red everyone is guilty now I'm all right... tell me you're all right stop my eyes ... open wide another idiot glued to the box frozen to the screen scared to turn it off quiet shock gives way to righteousness rattle on the bars vengeance will be ours fanatics on their knees pray for a swift and just revenge become what they condemn mirror image men hands across america, let's catch contact hysteria our flag erects from broken homes july 4 for evermore colors of democracy fly from every suv the misspelled bumper sticker's here where did all the honor students go? numbers on the news this time with familiar names this time on familiar ground this reality in your back yard so the fences fall will you redefine them all? will you choose shelter or empathy? the world we share has come too close with borders blown from glass we collect stones and cast them they say the party never stops but I know we cannot get off another idiot comes on the box breathing privileged air preaching to the fair rallying one muscle under God leading on the cheer leaning on their fears the state of ignorance means nothing to the faithful God is with us now they disregard the world beyond the wall
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
I'm all right tell me you're all right almost there barely here I knew that this day would have to come wailing on the wall watching giants fall I know there's a message to receive written in debris it's meaning's hard to see the loss of innocence means nothing in the new world all our hands are red everyone is guilty now I'm all right... tell me you're all right stop my eyes ... open wide another idiot glued to the box frozen to the screen scared to turn it off quiet shock gives way to righteousness rattle on the bars vengeance will be ours fanatics on their knees pray for a swift and just revenge become what they condemn mirror image men hands across america, let's catch contact hysteria our flag erects from broken homes july 4 for evermore colors of democracy fly from every suv the misspelled bumper sticker's here where did all the honor students go? numbers on the news this time with familiar names this time on familiar ground this reality in your back yard so the fences fall will you redefine them all? will you choose shelter or empathy? the world we share has come too close with borders blown from glass we collect stones and cast them they say the party never stops but I know we cannot get off another idiot comes on the box breathing privileged air preaching to the fair rallying one muscle under God leading on the cheer leaning on their fears the state of ignorance means nothing to the faithful God is with us now they disregard the world beyond the wall
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
i want to mute the scene
stop the clocks, turn them off and feel your silence shut their mouths, block my ears and i wanna hear of some way or down and out and all else is separation my watches when you heave for the last in a conscious moment i could live in uncertain regret here in the past my choose blanks memories and more you clearly made me think that i had something to live for buried in the dirt so I will dig and pull the fleet for once I believe and may you pray for me our worlds ran parallel an indefinite promise to meet divided and a colored frustration as i enter the vault you breach unsubsided hit firm |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
Crysti can't take all the pressure
Kevin hates the girls He dates Mia says she's gonna snap I need a new car to drive away Derek beats up all his girlfriends Jessie likes to comb his hair Hanacek is on the wagon I tried not to speak today Chorus: You slip and fall They pick you up and throw you down again I left them there and found them here I was rarely smart enough to dodge the careless words You find them everywhere It breaks you into two Emily had sex with Joey Chris is weird He must be gay Everyone is smoking H And I tried hard to laugh today Every word you hear you repeat Every word you repeat you change Here's a quarter There's a phone Why don't you call someone who cares Repeat chorus I left them there and found them here It breakes me into two |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
Nothign has broken
MR. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug? I can now face the day on legal speed (The American way) I'm sketching I'm seizing I'm spazing I'm shaking I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt I-I-I'm wored I'm so inspired I drank the entire pot so off to work Here I come to save the day on legal speed (The American way) Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
The story it grows older the story is no story here i
never knew what it is and there's no sign of it ending as i am it and ought to be they're telling me i am (chorus) bowling race car driver superficial hitman you're on the list at every door you don't bowl or race fast cars composition competition you drive just because i don't go to the church where you reside i might as well go for it the nineties won't be back again until i'm forty-eight years old i can be the hungry as i eat my words again appealing yet apalling rising to my falling going to extreme ends i am gagging on their scene (repeat chorus) you shift i'm the driver over time in it's defense i move their car and for a moment it makes sense i fail them in the end i fail it in the end in the arms of old age knowing only one to lose feeling nothing more to hide consider life a forgery as you're gagging on your scene admit to fraudulence driven to this thought death is certain faith is not (repeat chorus) composition competition you drive competition competition i'm losing i fail it in the end |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
Late, I can stay up late
In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess Trying to be honest Cause I know I am on it In this, the last time I speak of it The loyalties that have been broken Mine isn't dead One thing is true Nothing is scred When everyone's talking and nobody's listening When we confide in all those friends They're just messangers One thing is true You throw the matters into blue skies Turning to grey Falling out every day One thing that's free I confide in you with the truth Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess inside my head |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
Late, I can stay up late
In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess Trying to be honest Cause I know I am on it In this, the last time I speak of it The loyalties that have been broken Mine isn't dead One thing is true Nothing is scred When everyone's talking and nobody's listening When we confide in all those friends They're just messangers One thing is true You throw the matters into blue skies Turning to grey Falling out every day One thing that's free I confide in you with the truth Late, I can stay up late In and out of bed Cleaning up the mess inside my head |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
No more waiting on them
As you rise inside new rooms It's offical you've gone You can live for no one else Man the guilt must be huge As there's no gain in failure You succeed at being mine Yeah, old friend, see you there I will be proud from afar I can paint a picture In a moment of memories And there aren't many left I am extradited, uninvited It's just another saturday It's just another saturday Take a step to freedom You and her against this cruel world Take a breath of shelter and exhale Trust and allegiance Liberate yourself from us It's just another saturday |
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from Lagwagon - Blaze (2003)
Max says everybody's angry max says he'll never leave his home max says that heaven's another place it's there his grandparents have gone max has ten years on this birthday a year ago this world had made him cry max sees his world through the brightness eyes to learn hope to glow in the dark and he will aim toward the sky deep blue. the silver lined white clouds divide max says everybody's nasty says they start too many fights max wrote a letter to God today his God could never tell lies max says he's always been faithful he prays for them max bets they all will be saved and he will aim toward the sky deep blue. the silver lined white clouds so divine but max won't get what he asked for not here. not now in the end we will leave him a pile mountains of anguish assured for his climb and max inherits his birthright inbred. inborn
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from Lagwagon - Double Plaidinum (1997)
As you in this search for something to hate
I can feel you rally around someone with your peers but can you stand alone Can you take the long way home Cause I stood in the circle a hundred times before and I feel safer in the eye of a storm You can throw your stones I'll only bleed for you one day They all answer to the hearsay but they will only care for one day It's so small and I would love to show you all I can see you in the middle of a doubt You told them we had a falling out Sick your dogs on me as you take the easy way out So I will be a freak show when the circus comes to town and I will rain on your parade without a sound Then we will draw a crowd that's only breaking down for one day I graduate this calss with honors I will never fail drama Making Friends Will you still hate me tomorrow? |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
As you in this search for something to hate
I can feel you rally around someone with your peers but can you stand alone Can you take the long way home Cause I stood in the circle a hundred times before and I feel safer in the eye of a storm You can throw your stones I'll only bleed for you one day They all answer to the hearsay but they will only care for one day It's so small and I would love to show you all I can see you in the middle of a doubt You told them we had a falling out Sick your dogs on me as you take the easy way out So I will be a freak show when the circus comes to town and I will rain on your parade without a sound Then we will draw a crowd that's only breaking down for one day I graduate this calss with honors I will never fail drama Making Friends Will you still hate me tomorrow? |
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from Lagwagon - Blaze (2003)
Waging war on the arms race of sound turn it down pull the plug imminent surrender ringing in the new dark age shut down the noise-aholics put down the quiet-ophobics in a daydream of peace in a calmness too brief my lullaby is killing my lullaby be stilling it could be such sweet silence from static from violence from... volume is the modern currency everyone competing for air space everybody's dumb shouting muddled words as though they're deaf big brother isn't watching anymore he knows we are distracted and absorbed broadcasting our grief our imagination's atrophied we can't think if I could sing them all to sleep if I could sing myself deaf wouldn't it be lovely? doesn't it sound perfect? every generation hates the next I will save the millions from a slow insufferable death I'll put them to sleep save them from progressive misery I'm counting if I could sing myself to sleep if I could sing myself deaf wouldn't it be lovely? doesn't it sound perfect? my lullaby is killing my lullaby be stilling memorized. involuntary I think I can change the world
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
Maybe it's not funny but it's true
No one here's surprised but you Embellish it, the truth is you're a slave Addicted to it's escalating And your love story's bad Drama makes you livid And the nervous way you laugh I'm fresh out of advice And sick of standing in this harms way Interstate, in debate, an impasse Driving out of hope and gas Arriving at the same mute conclusion This destination failure This is going, going Nowhere slow Drama is exhausting and I'd rather be alone I want better friends I'm sick of getting into harms way And so are they Sick of being around something That's destined to fail And the sum of it's parts cannot see They make me hat life, hate friends, Hate being there Iknow, that it's not funny but it's true No one gives a shit but you Maybe I'll just swallow all these thoughts Maybe someday you'll stop |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
I'm kinda down about it
I'm kinda sick about this feeling Talking brings it up And I'm kinda short on feelings And I kinda got the feeling that I'm losing everyone Could this be all? Could it linger any more? What an endless fall; there's no use to call it off. So I'm rolling down the stairwell And I'm giving in; these thoughts sound angry Talking brings it up So now I'm down about it I'm kinda sick about this feeling Drinking brings it up And I don't even know why I shouted out I'm the one who's being left out-- Again. I'm kinda down about it I'm kinda sick about this feeling Talking brings it up Could this be all? Could it linger any more? In an endless fall, there's no use to call it off And I don't even know why I try it at all I'm the one who's being left out Yeah, I don't even know why I try it at all I'm the one who's being left out I'm the one who's living with it all. |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
So please leave the light on after you've gone
Leave the pictures in their aging frames where they belong Leave the bed sheets unclean, and they will reek of you still Cover me in resolve So please leave the imagery I can twist it Dissociation and obsession Superstition and pain I can carry them on too, Bury you once again If I could bring this memory to life [I'd apologize] I'd live to make you say what they can't [I would make amends] They'd all love to have you back but... I'd give anything to bring you back to say goodbye "hey steve, I think your singing was a little flat that time" "Barry , why don't you play an 'A' for steve, You Got That Steve? " "fuck this shit" "what's gone into him?" "he can't take criticism" "well great, there goes the band" |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
I just lost my job
I just lost my girl Things are getting way out of hand But my living room is like quicksand Sucks me down I'll never leave In the ground My cable TV I'm burnt out and lazy Looking, Dwelling, Fuck me! I'm lazy Look at my cat Why can't I live like that All other animals except us do nothing else but eat and shit Yesterday Is not the time Tomorrow Hasn't yet begun Another week Another Month Going, Always, Fuck you I'm lazy I have no faults to fear, I'm down here There's nothing to fear, no changes 'Cause having it all means nothing I am not in beyond great pressure or the reason I see on you Blue day again Trying to reach end A call, the machine, unseen action No act of faith No deed of good Yesterday Is not the time Tomorrow Is it not yet here Another month Another year! |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
Look at the world in disbelief
You used to follow - now you lead College has enlightened you And you are proud to be different And like different bands - different types You ain't nobody's fool It's like certain bands remind you of someone you hated 'Cause they didn't wear the right clothing And there's only one true fashion Alot of the bands on the college charts are great bands Until they get signed. Then you hate them It's such bullshit - you used to love them you hypocrite Know it all, know it all Did you really listen to that song? Could you ever write what you call wrong? I remember you and I listening to bands that we liked Only the songs mattered to you But now you're a D.J. and preaching that hype ""Corporate Rock Sucks"" ""You know, college radio enlightens you"" It's supposed to serve as a means to expose new bands Without prejudice, but it makes no sense Safe harbor for the underground 'Til the alternative becomes the popular sound The bands are good 'til they make enough cash To eat food and get a pad Then they're sold out and their music is cliché Because talent's exclusive to bands without pay Know it all, know it all Did you really listen to that song? Could you ever write what you call wrong? Know it all |
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from Lagwagon - Hoss (1995)
And now you're searching
For that new messiah It's your greatest passion, To set'em up and knock'em down Put them on a pedestal idolatry, Wear the ring you're married It's all yours to their envy, Because you hold a higher key of senses And they are drawn like magnets, To a genius, it's confirmed Chorus Set'em up and knock'em down, Tour taste is so accountable This is no great loss, And sharing never was a choice It's burning on your cross, It gives you credit and a voice Here to relay tour beautiful ideals Vicaruiously through them And when he died too many were sympathetic, And they are all pathetic So you dethrone your king, Without listening, without ever listening And Jesus Christ is realized, As he burns on your cross But this is no great loss, Another one will come The wait is short the search is brief, You find another faith, Another Clark Kent, another Superman, Flashing in the pan [repeat chorus] And now you are searching For that new messiah It's your greatest passion, It's the latest fashion |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
i remember well holding him down
silent under due his torture tortures me now pounding the mold forth the outside space why did they put jimmy johnson in a prison, didn't belong in some new school he might find others just like him obviously he's retarded (look at your kids) look at what they see focus on an easy target torment the freak one golden rule children are cruel no one here's more jimmy johnson but where the kids are rotten jimmy make us proud jimmy johnson our brother and only son so sorry please forgive us for all that we done we thought it would be best for you if you could coexist we had to put you to the test |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
I used to be a trustworthy guy
I could have bend down my friend But no one seems to care Life, it's all just filthy air, right? But do they giving you anything? When there is nothing give But your people kept thinking They could have mine if you'd like to do, live to all in my life totally jaded It's all that cool and it doesn't beat I walk alone with psychic people that I hated No, I have to dole my jaded ways when there's on more So you're gonna do her Before she's gonna do him Your one demand is to get fucked And I'll be playing with violence This act is a whip And where I would walk for someone else Just keep time, all our live's getting murdered, in my life so totally jaded It's all that cool and it doesn't beat I walk alone with psychic people that I hated Oh, I have to dole my jaded ways when there's on more Your life will not last But can I keep this life in junction, never talked with people that life would die I need quiet chatter with the way too damned, I just don't have the time The time gets short, it's not in your butt but my nature, is there something wrong with me? And now I know you're the one to play, you laughed out of your stupid hate Here Why he can't wait, people leave this things They love their vices and virtue And she's afraid of much other chicks And so they give her that piece of shit I get the dynamo fraction So give me just your fucking sleeves But it will all come back at you I hope that I'm around to see you live your life totally jaded It's all just cool, you have no fear You walk alone, just microdont shit, you are jaded I have to dole with stupid clones or weathered shit, you dated hard |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
One summer morning
He left us ashamed In some small town of small ways The one they feared They might turn to stone They feared to hold his hand And he died alone Don't leave them on - an island of shame Your solution You - homophobic You - coward You send them away to an island of misery You're not immune to any disease I can not argue when the truth is plain to see In your beliefs, your fear of death I see reflections of society We'll take our last breath - alone Adding insult to injuries - He was alone |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
One summer morning
He left us ashamed In some small town of small ways The one they feared They might turn to stone They feared to hold his hand And he died alone Don't leave them on - an island of shame Your solution You - homophobic You - coward You send them away to an island of misery You're not immune to any disease I can not argue when the truth is plain to see In your beliefs, your fear of death I see reflections of society We'll take our last breath - alone Adding insult to injuries - He was alone |
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
Controlled, consumed
Thoughts unattached Each one a failed synapses detached from fact One positive, one negative Desperate, holding on to healthy images Remember witness, wattness, matters we're not gonna make it Provoking everyone but no one gives a... Half laugh, half sigh Half-sad, half-smile Losing ability to recall his half-life Burn from the stove Keys locked inside Dazed as impending anger turns up in reprise Remember green light, keeper, easy and eyes on the road ahead Provoking everyone with all the words he said Infectious I won't speak of all that would have been Gained, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been Controlled, consumed Thoughts unattached Outburst, these images are melding in my head Remember Franken, Milkweg, Lintfabrik The weirdest we have seen Fires and blown-out tires Perfect tragedy Infectious Infectious But I won't think of all that should have been Waste, lost, spent But I won't think of all that could have been Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend I won't speak of all that could have been Goodbye old friend |
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from Lagwagon - Blaze (2003)
I can't make the damn phone ring it's simply pathetic if I call you anymore I can't figure it now we tallied our scores I got knocked out I know when you come to town I know where you drop your dime and whom it's for I'm not good enough to time your cup of coffee 15 years... was long enough look at me. I'm an old colleague another hard knocks day acquaintance finally you are free of me it must be true or you'd give a minute but it's always my fault always it's your forgiveness this unbalanced resolve I must be hateful so I hang up the phone call it a small sacrifice you still hear me now dear you, the vinyl it was blue stalking poor blake commiserating drunks at sea do you remember when jawbreaker rocked "the boat"? I'm sure you do...and don't look at me. I'm an old fly buddy just a blue coach class acquaintance finally you are free of me it must be true 'cause it only makes sense I can still see you now pictures are in every town I can still write it down "i must be hateful" I can hang up the phone even at those lofty heights you still hear me now
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from Lagwagon - Resolve (2006)
I've already come to terms with bridges I have burned We all make mistakes We keep preparing for the worst So we won't seem adverse Just like we rehearsed Click, two, three heartbreaking music So close to loss we use it How much honesty's healthy Say what's on your mind The only way to be Drugs are only for dessert do your homework first We do not administer the cure for that thirst Cause it's always been heartbreaking music so close to death we use it (killing) writing this over and over it'll never mend I am the jest malignant cell playwright to your hell I think I knew you well But I wish I were as smart as you I could have changed your mind Would have, should have, the question 'til I die But it's always been heartbreaking music so close to life we abuse it (killing) |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Feelings (1998)
You jump in front of the bullet
The family put you to it You might survive the first thousand shots Back to the end of the line You hold the will to survive them Answer to those you have failed Time to clean your room and show you are able to stop Beating yourself down You've arrived A wealth of respect, a world of a regard You've always belonged You have to go on I just want you to feel the gun in your hand You used to hold aspiration You couldn't see the limitations Even in your youth you were unsurpassed But driven by grief and it couldn't last Sometimes promise Sometimes goodbye Confessed to all through bloodshot eyes I just want you to feel the gun in your hand yeah It only breaks you until you get off I'm not gonna watch you kill yourself to live It's all so average until you get off I'm not gonna wait here until the body's cold I was young too I felt just like you Hated authority, hated all my bosses Thought they were full of shit Well it's like they say: If you're not a rebel at the age of twenty, You got no heart But if you haven't turned establishment by thirty, You got no brains Because there are no storybook romances No... fairy tale endings so before you run out to change the world, (I just want you to feel the gun in your hand) Ask yourself: What do you really want? |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
"Goin' South" by lagwagon
Gotta drive all night if not a go Got to designate a driver before the show It's your turn now at the wheel There's nothing like a guard rail To wake you up in the middle of the night And we are drivin' north, goin' south It looks like we'll sleep here We're out of beer We're headed south on the north bound Our wheels might as well be square Cause we're not really getting anywhere Tire tracks throughout, felt the brakin' I don't think we're gonna make it Drivin' around, goin' down It looks like we'll sleep here, I need a beer South, goin' south, check us out we're goin' south South, headed south, check it out, we're goin' down South, goin' south |
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from Lagwagon - Trashed (1995)
Trying to ignore him
Trying to have self control When that tongue slips just once It's in his eyes Thank you... Silence by energy Push me down And the likes to come again Here to make you listen to them Treated to many times The eye for eye has left us blind This creature of demise Repaid all the time You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else I feel a change within myself I used to be out of control I always knew anger and pain That inspiration was a game But now it seems as I grow old As I mature I'm lesser bold I can't believe how cruel and cold some people act I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it Don't want to understand the child abuse, the past gone violence Don't justify his violent nature Soon or later I hope he meets his maker once again And like his father before him he kills himself Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else |
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from Lagwagon - Live In A Dive (2005)
Trying to ignore him
Trying to have self control When that tongue slips just once It's in his eyes Thank you... Silence by energy Push me down And the likes to come again Here to make you listen to them Treated to many times The eye for eye has left us blind This creature of demise Repaid all the time You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else I feel a change within myself I used to be out of control I always knew anger and pain That inspiration was a game But now it seems as I grow old As I mature I'm lesser bold I can't believe how cruel and cold some people act I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it Don't want to understand the child abuse, the past gone violence Don't justify his violent nature Soon or later I hope he meets his maker once again And like his father before him he kills himself Cause I don't want it and I don't need it So I give it back Cause I don't want it and I don't need it You hate them You hate yourself Take it out on someone else |
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from Lagwagon - Let's Talk About Leftovers (2002)
a victim of collision on the open sea nobody ever said,
life's for free sink, swim, go down with the ship use your freedom of choice i'll say it again, in the land of the free use your freedom of choice your freedom of choice in ancient rome there was a poem about a dog who had two bones he licked the one he licked the other he ran in circles he's not dead! freedom of choice is what you've got freedom of choice then if you got you don't want it seems to be the rule of thumb don't be tricked by what you see you got two ways to go i'll say it again, in the land of the free use your freedom of choice your freedom of choice freedom of choice is what you've got freedom of choice in ancient rome there was a poem about a dog who had two bones he licked the one he licked the other he ran in circles he's not dead! freedom of choice is what you've got freedom from choice is what you want freedom of choice is what you've got freedom of choice |
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from Lagwagon - Duh (1995)
Realizing it's too late
Destiny turns ot fate Realizing it's too late now (Repeat) Now you say it's over and the monkey's off your back All it took was valium and a couple of six packs So once again you've lied and your story remains the same Because misery loves company and you're the one to blame It's Your life and it's always the same It's your lie and it's always the same to me |
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