Less Than Jake - Losing Streak (2007) by Less Than Jake (보컬) on maniadb.com

I think, I think I know it all,
but can I be sure of the things I've grown to know,
and can I say I know it all,
when rules just guide me to blindly follow
and things are automatic when you see them everyday
is it the same routine
or my fucked up dreams,
that keep me walking mindless all the way?
I think, I think I know it all
but is our beliefs just stringing us along
and was there something wrong in what I heard,
for every hour of the day

Happyman smiles almost every single day
Too numb to notice that he's walking in a haze
He's pushed himself here and doesn't know what to do
Choked by the clock and he doesn't know what to do
I say you say, you say it's work, yeah it's work all day
Happyman is mad at the world

Which will it be, sympathy or apathy,
Which part of the human condition will I believe?
Tried than it's tested, if I just decided,
Tried than it's tested, if I have decided,
I fell

When it al cames down on a Saturday night,
Should I choose a side at 9th Pine?
Can we still say where civilized?
Watch a kid go down.

Is this a crowed?
Or the way it's going down,
Is being human watching all day?s without a sound.
Tried than it's tested, if I just decided,
Tried than it's tested, if I just decided,
I fell

When it al came down on a Saturday night,
Should I choose a side at 9th Pine?
Can we still say where civilized?
Watch a kid go down at 9th Pine

When it al came down on a Saturday night,
Should I choose a side at 9th Pine?
Can we still say where civilized?
Watch a kid go down at 9th Pine
Watch a kid go down at 9th Pine
Should I choose a side at 9th Pine

If I had a scheme for everything,
It seems that I'd more content with it all,
If I had it in me to stop my random thoughts,
and my dumb dreams
I could deal with this nonstop spinning world.

If only I could say that everything's ok
take a good look
and look the other way,
frustration, hell, who needs it anyway.
I'd rather sit back,
and just smoke cigarattes.
be the one with the loudest mouth
be the most closed minded that I could get

Something's out there and it takes me away
From a world too small to stay
Somethins our there
Another day in this place so small
I'd rather be somebody else
Maybe if my mind wasn't so tall
I wouldn't be able to tell
And I've alked these streets
It seems like 10 million times
And I've seen things up and leave time after time
(And it's just another day) in this place so small
I'D RATHER BE SOMEBODY ELSE.
OLD HABITS DIE HARD

Unless you could see inside my head,
you couldn't possibly understand
I'm happier when things are falling apart at the seams
and you'd never know just by looking at me
and I'm strung out on the future
and burnt out on the past
sometimes I'd rather just burn this place right to the ground
And y'know it just may be me
but the parking lot with all those creeps
keeps me convincing myself I'm completely sane
with sleep over rated
and my ideals outdated
I know that I wouldn't have it any other way
and I can't explain what this place races through my mind

Well I really don't know
if it matters at all so
but we try to keep the prices low
for our records and our shows
but is that
is that enough
or is (it) that we're not punk enough
or is (it) that you think ska just sucks
(but) Johnny Quest, he thinks we're what?

Chorus:
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellouts, sellouts
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellin' out, (we're) sellin' out, yeah
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellouts, sellouts
Johnny, yeah

Well I really don't know
if it matters at all so
but we try to keep the prices low
for our records and our shows
does it matter
that you see our shirts
besides going to school and going to work
or that you think that ska just sucks
Johnny Quest, he thinks we're what?

(Chorus) (x2)

(He thinks we're sellin' out
sellin' out (x5)
yeah
sellin' out (x6)
yeah)

It seems I can't explain it all
all the reasons gone and I just can't seem to shake
what I've been brought up on
and well it hard to say
and its hard to explain
that all the things I've known are feeling strange
I guess I'll always have tradition
to fall back on
and just what the hell
am I supposed to do
just accept someone else's point of view
and we could ramble on and on and still not know...
and what keeps rolling through my brain
it keeps running like a non-stop freight train
its that tradition seems to stick to you
just like krazy glue

There was time when
I could say it right to you
That I would neer wanna leave this place
But now it's "I was wrong" and
"I don't wanna fucking talk about it"
'Cause it feels like things have changed
Yeah, well I could talk, talk, talk
And say I'm wrong, wrong, wrong
But I feel like I'm in a place I've never known
and it feels like there's something wrong

Something wrong, something wrong and
I know that I don't wanna know...
I'm never going back again
There was a time when I would say
That I must be crazy that I would say
This place is looking strange but now it's
"I'm kinda lost" and "I just don't remember"
Because things never stay the same...
Yeah, well I could talk, talk

Friday nihgt on coke with a crow bar
Left at two in the back of Doug's car
Without a plan and being fucked up
Lookin' to get something something for ourselves
Friday night at three at a side door
Doug said try to get the door just once more
I said man this is all fucked up
Just lookin' to get something something for ourselves
Feeling kinda weird and thinkin' to myself
Fuck Doug I'm not goin' out like this
He said man I'm all I've got and I won't be missed
This makes no sense it makes no sense to me
This isn't the way it's supposed to be

He's just like anyone
He's just like anybody
He's just like Frank
And I know it
And he knows it
It's his one sided point of view
I know it when he says it's
My way or the wrong way
And I don't care about you
But to see my side wouldn't be
The worst thing he could do
When someone's politics
Blinds you and binds you
To something you don't believe in
And he's just like anyone...
And I saw him walking on my may
Past Third St. just the other day
Why doesn't he understand views keep changing

Dopeman dopeman's got another big plan
to sell it to you or anyone he can
because this is much better than minimum wage
no matter how things work he's still gonna get paid
think about it for a minute more -
it's either work at McDonalds or the corner store
a quick money fix from a deal or 2
when a decision comes down
what would you do? you take - take a welfare state
or a dopeman's fate
and keep the cycle spinnin' round dopeman dopeman's got the upperhand
people wanna get as much as they can
because those reasons they'll always stay the same
and for some people it's the only way to stay sane
and think about it for a minute more -
a life of crime or hangin' round the liquor store
a quick drug fix to get you through
when the decision comes down
what would you do

Jen thinks it isn't fair
That I don't really care
If she likes me or not

Jen doesn't like to settle
Until she makes me feel like Howie Reynolds
She thinks that I'm all that I've got

So, Jen doesn't like me anymore
And Jen doesn't like to go to my shows
She hates to hear my whoa-whoas
Jen doesn't like me anymore

Man, it's really strange
This city never stays the same
It's always "I've got to keep on moving
And I've got to keep on going"
But just maybe it's to keep itself sane
That it's always "I've got to keep on moving
So I don't have any feeling"
So I'm on my way out of this place
That has me turning numb
I'm on my way
All the feeling in this place
Has all up and gone

So with one hand on the wheel
The other out the window
With a smile on my face
And my middle finger up
With one hand on the wheel
This city's going crazy
Without a care that it's all fucked up

Something's not right
Urban sprawl, from urban blight
something's not right
when history turn into a building site
locked out, fenced up, closed down without a sound
Something's not right
when downtown is just all blinking lights
Something's not right
when strip malls and condos are at your every side