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Zyclone B Bathouse a perfect place
For cleansing ethnically Train ride provided, although the fare Only sports the under class As the train goes by, they'll turn away Only Doppler is affected not their hearts With a "Better them than me" and a "Better off this way" Ronald McDonald - paint a happy face on a McMurderer Same train same station, this time the cars are coporate not fascist state What is life quality or quantity? Since when does that get decided by majority? And who's more decent one man or a dozen men? (Answer: one man) |
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from Nofx - Never Trust A Hippy [ep] (2006)
You're wrong about virtues of Christianity
And you're wrong if you agree with Sean Hannity If you think that pride is about nationality, you're wrong You're wrong when you imprison people turning tricks And you're wrong about trickle down economics If you think that punk rock doesn't mix with politics, you're wrong You're wrong for hating queers and eating steers If you kill for the thrill of the hunt You're wrong 'bout wearing fur and not hating Ann Coulter Cause she's a cunted cunt You're wrong if you celebrate Columbus Day And You're wrong if you think there will be a Judgement Day If you're a charter member of the NRA, you're wrong You're wrong if you support capital punishment And you're wrong if you don't question your government If you think her reproductive rights are inconsequent, you're wrong You're wrong fighting Jihad, your blind faith in God Your religions are all flawed, You're wrong about drug use, when its not abuse I hope you never reproduce You're getting high on the downlow A victim of Cointelpro You're wrong and will probably never know |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
You've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing
A bland reciprocation, but that doesn't bother me You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened sky Only in the spotlight can you tell me of your crimes I understand the situation, but I can't Seem to understand the motivations you once had I recall a message I once left behind a screen I was entranced, when you were never there for me You're draining, you're draining me I'm not a tub What ever happened to the girl I used to hold? I held in such a high regard Where is the girl who had it all? I used to think I wasn't worthy of your cause I used to feel so lucky Until the day I felt a weakness in my arms I knew from where it had been coming You're bleeding, you're bleeding me, I can recall The passions you once had, where did they go? I knew a girl who had it all I know a girl where did she go? |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
You've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thing
A bland reciprocation, but that doesn't bother me You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened sky Only in the spotlight can you tell me of your crimes I understand the situation, but I can't Seem to understand the motivations you once had I recall a message I once left behind a screen I was entranced, when you were never there for me You're draining, you're draining me I'm not a tub What ever happened to the girl I used to hold? I held in such a high regard Where is the girl who had it all? I used to think I wasn't worthy of your cause I used to feel so lucky Until the day I felt a weakness in my arms I knew from where it had been coming You're bleeding, you're bleeding me, I can recall The passions you once had, where did they go? I knew a girl who had it all I know a girl where did she go? |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
Your only daughter's turning tricks cause she's jonesin' for a fix
She just blew your mechanic, that's when you will lose your wife's Overdose was a success, humiliation was too great Now with your estate foreclosed, you will surely lose your head Was in a bad place when you punched your supervisor in the throat An inadvertent fatal blow, were the words your lawyer used On the unsympathetic judge, who was having a bad day So he threw your life away, is faith still comforting you? I know the answer, still I ask, where is your god now? You thought it was the Christian thing to do, breaking up that fight at school 'Til the gun came into play, and the sight was set on you Running was ironic cause it was the last time you would You wish the kids you tried to help wouldn't laugh when he saw you Are the invisible man, no one looks you in the eye You've become an anecdote, the wrong place at the wrong time The worst case scenario, the proverbial "that guy" You never did question your faith; you flushed it with your first piss bag That's why I have to ask, where is your god now? |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
Hey you, you have too much hair
And we don't like what you wear And you have really bad breath So were gonna beat you to death Because there is plenty of us And only one of you We've got plenty of reasons And here's just a few You put your chocolate in my peanut butter I was walking and you were in my way You looked at me without my permission And never even apologized You put your chocolate in my peanut butter That's good enough reason for me to bash You put your chocolate in my peanut butter That's good enough reason for me to smash No justice/there's just us/so trust us You put your chocolate in my peanut butter You put your chocolate in my peanut butter You put your chocolate in my peanut butter You put your chocolate in my peanut butter |
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
I say don't drink and drive
you might spill your drink before you get behind that wheel, just stop & think you can take you chances but there's so much to lose another bumpy road, there's so much wasted booze I'm not so worried about how many I kill I'm much more concerned with how much beer I spill 35% of accidents are caused by pixilated the other 65 are not alcohol related what does this tell us about the drunk drivers they seem to have a better record than the sober team |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
I say, don't drink and drive
You might spill your drink Before you get behind the wheel Just stop and think You can take your chances But there's so much to lose Another bumpy road There's so much wasted booze I'm not so worried About how many I kill Well, I'm much more concerned How much beer I spill How much beer I spill How much beer I spill I say, don't drink and drive You might spill your drink Before you get behind the wheel Just stop and think 35 percent of accidents are cause by pixilated The other 65 percent are not alcohol related What does this tell us about the drunk drivers They seem to have a better record than the sober team I'm not so worried About how many I kill I'm much more concerned How much beer I spill How much beer I spill How much beer I spill I say, don't drink and drive You might spill your drink |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Life is fast but I don't wanna live past you, cause you are my only roots I was the king of the drug booze thing now I've worn out the soles of my party boots So call me shit-faced Master of Disgrace, I don't care cause my outer skin Is thick like crust, and a liver that's rusted out, now I'm on a list Everybody wants to give a shit outta me, I won't give it but I'll give ambivalence I gotta memory box cause my memory blocks me, from remembering weeks All the blacked out nights into white out mornings, into grey matter damagings So call me Fat Fuck, geriatric punk rock, give it straight cause I deserve a verbal beating from an audience bleating, and a melee with no concern Everybody wants to give a shit outta me, I won't give it but I'll give irresponsiveness Everybody wants to drag me up again, I wanna go, but the price keeps going up Going down is simple and practical, laying low but keeping it cynical I'm on the wagon and it's such a drag, without a key kick, shot, and a drag Evidently no one likes a quitter or an old punk's bitterness So I'm waiting for the tap, on my shoulder, cause we're all getting older not better The laughs are no longer with us So call me Fat Fuck geriatric punk, call me Fat Fuck geriatric punk call me Fat Fuck geriatric punk shit-faced master of disgrace |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
We're Rome, Aztec Mexico, Easter Island paradigm
We are followers of Jimmy Jones, cutting in the kool-aid line We are Animal Farm Pigs, we are a Terry Gilliam film We are fear Oligarchy, we are wolves in wolves' clothing, we are this planet's kidney stones In the process of getting passed, metamorphosis from first to last A system breaking down beyond repair A product of three million millionaires and 100 million easy marks We are Marie Antoinette, we are Joseph McCarthy We've finally become the divided states A nation built on freedoms, fears, and hates, the denotation of Irony We all want a Hollywood end, but we're getting a foreign one The script has already been penned, and titled, "the epitaph of a drowning nation" |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
Whoops I od'd, shortness of breath, call ambulance, tell my wife I love her
Error in judgement cut my life, no second chance,no guiding light I never meant to cause you pain I never thought I'd be the one who took the fall I got lost in the moment, assholes like to test the limit Six minutes down, breathing machine, brain not feel right The look on you is killing me, drowning in shame But don't feel bad, 'cause I never feard consequences Hate regrets more than apologies A year has passed, like photographs, my life is just A scrapbook of old friends and faded memories Looks like I pulled the rub out from under myself The falls too much for me to recover from It's been real fun but now I must say goodbye, I'll see you all at okie dogs |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
we never like to sing whoa's. we love whoa's. we're against whoa's. we hate whoa's. we prefer ahhhhh's and na na na na-na na's. of course yeah, yeah, yeah's are alright. between AFI and The Offspring i don't think we need anyone else to sing anymore whoa's. we hate whoa's. we're against whoa's. we hate whoa's. awwww.
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
I wouldn't walk 500 miles when I could fly coach but almost
anything I wouldn't swim across the nile cause I could get a moebic disentary Cause if there's anything you want I'll probly get it you tell me what you need I'll try not to forget it you need someone to blame I'll say I said it cause whatever Didi wants, she's gonna get it I wouldn't climb the highest mountain could get a blister, but almost anything I wouldn't throw coins in a fountain I might be needing to make a phone call I doesn't seem like you're a million miles away, no, but maybe one or two that doesn't mean, I never loved you me love you long time, when you're on top of me |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Mom and dad, how'd ya get so rad, when exactly did you get so hip
Wearing teenage clothes you’re always coming to my shows And telling me that I should mellow out It’s absurd, you’re singing every word. You’re not supposed to like my bands, things I like you don’t understand So please put down that rum and coke, that’s no behavior for old folks Dad and mom, what planet are you from And what convinced you to pack up and leave Doin drugs and asking me for hugs, what’s the matter with parents today Not again, when will it end Dads dressing like Motley Crue and why is moms hair dyed bright blue There staying out till 2 or 3 and then having sex publicly I thought the apple fell far from the tree Mom and dad I think you ought, to quit smoking so much pot And hanging with my friends Laying round on the couch, with my Misfits records out Softly banging their heads Maybe it’s just a passing phase What’s the matter with my parents these days |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood they always
listen to moms they disregard civil disobedience they'd rather do what they're told they don't drink or fuck or fight they stay home, and read, expanding their minds there's something wrong with the kids in my cul de sac their always goin to church they dress well and they're speaking articulate they show each other respect they're never late, don't make or break rules they eat right, study hard they like schoolThere's something wrong |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
There's something wrong with the kids in my neighborhood they always
listen to moms they disregard civil disobedience they'd rather do what they're told they don't drink or fuck or fight they stay home, and read, expanding their minds there's something wrong with the kids in my cul de sac their always goin to church they dress well and they're speaking articulate they show each other respect they're never late, don't make or break rules they eat right, study hard they like schoolThere's something wrong |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground
There's no sense of despair, without sight, without sound We hold our ears and shut our eyes Distant screams morph into lullabies We beat indifferent drum, we pound till we're numb We validate, rationalize, corroborate each others lives Pat my back and I'll pat yours, benevolent conquistadors We piss down throats, shit in cupped hands Wipe our asses with all foreign flags We beat indifferent drum, we pound till we're numb 20 feet high, 2 feet thick, barbed wire, razor blades The wall was built to keep them out while keeping us in goose step parades We don't questions what we've become We march to the beat of the same indifferent drum We beat it till we're numb, we beat it till we're numb |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
I thought you were the one when I heard Holidays in the sun come from your bedroom
but my mind started to stray when I saw Youth of Today mixed with your singles what's with this underdog and this GNR EP? I don't think Hanoi rocks and i don't want your Paul Stanley next to my Subhumans gatefold I'm not trying to be a jerk but I don't think this record mergers gonna work but when I saw Christ on Parade, and This is Boston, Not LA I knew you were the one I knew you were for me when I saw the first Vandals EP I found SNFU and cool I owned that record too seems we both had Social Unrest and sung "she's a pervert nurse" we both had the first pressing of How Could Hell Be Any Worse I knew you were the one so now we got two Earth ADs and we got two Killing Jokes we got two Adolescents two Peni's and two The Crews we got two Someone Got Their Head Kicked Ins we got two Declines, two Damaged and two Jelous Agains, I knew you were the one when i saw Machine Gun Etiquette i knew you were the one when i saw the Peace War comp we got two Articles of Faith, 31 minutes of group sex we got a couple of Avengers, and a pair of Out Of Steps we got 2 What We Do Is Secret, we got 2 TSOL's we got 2 Freedom Of Choices we got two Three Hits From Hells i knew you were the one |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Starry starry night paint your palette blue and gray look out
On a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my Soul shadows on the hills sketch the trees and Daffodils catch the breeze and the winter chills in Colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand what you tried to say to me and how you Suffered for your sanity and how you tried to set them Free they would not listen they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry starry night portraits hung in empty halls frameless Heads in nameless walls with eyes that watch the world And can't forget like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes the silver thorn a bloody Rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know what you tried to say to me and how you Suffered for your sanity and how you tried to set them free They would not listen they're not listening still perhaps They never will For they could not love you but still your love was true and When no hope was left inside on that starry starry Night you took your life as lovers often do But I could've told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
Vegetarian
Vegetarian Vegetarian I, I don't want tofu I'd rather have a mouthful of beef stew I don't wanna be a vegetarian Why eat beans when you can have steak instead? I don't feel bad about Eating something that's dead Why should I be sad For cows getting hit in the head? So I like eating fish Tell me what's wrong with this How can you blame me For eating chicken of the sea? Vegetarian Don't waste your breath yelling at me About animal rights And how they should be free 'Coz it's survival of the fittest And we're winning I don't feel bad about Eating something that's dead So why should I be sad For chickens being force fed So I like eating fish Tell me what's wrong with this How can you blame me For eating chicken of the sea? Vegetarian Go fry an egg |
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from Nofx - S&M Airlines (1989)
don't ever take away from me my pornography
we obviously don't agree on what's obscene I have the right to choose what I want to see and read don't try to take away from me my tight to privacy what I do is no one business but me so stay in your missionary position I hope that you got bored to death there's no way I'm going thru life having vanilla sex the governments trying to get in your bedroom you better lock you door and close you shades because there could be someone watching you today why do you try to make things illegal why do we have to be 21 are you afraid that people are having too much fun why do you care what I do in my bedroom why do you want to know how I screw it seems to me you've got nothing better to do. |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
It's like seeing a car crash from inside the car
The driver's got his head craned back he's telling you a joke You see the bus on collision course You point your arm and turn your head and wait for the impact This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America The morning headlines always accompanied with sweat and nausea Every week another puzzle piece gets permanently glued into place We see the iceberg from 15 miles away The captain orders the ship to "stay the course" "Full speed ahead" shouts the accurst The next thing we heard was, "rich women and children first" The ship is listing, the captain's placing blame on the iceberg "That berg attacked us, I am declaring war on the Arctic" Who could ever have predicted the greatest ship could so easily sink (duh) Lifeboats are useless without rescue The only ships show up for salvage When setting sail on the St. Louis We all knew what consequences could be With the crew we had at the controls There's no harbor age for the USA-holes I doubt there's a benign God to save our souls Cuz no one else is gonna save the USA-holes |
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Turn this place
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
A truck stop in Kansas, nowhere to go
Too many days without any shows It's 4 a.m. as I sip from my cup 5 a.m. the sun's coming up My body has shifted from the touring mode Trying to sleep in the van, on the road Gotta find a place where I can sleep I've got the truck stop blues Taking care of myself, paying my dues Living life day by day, I've got the truck stop blues Don't think I'd have it any other way |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Go away, sunny day
Go away, sunny day All the horny people sitting In front of their TV and thinkin' What is wrong with me? I'm not a monster Why won't anybody fuck me I don't wanna live life lonely Why does everyone have to be perfect? Go away, sunny day Go away, sunny day All the barfly's sippin' whiskey Fighting ever present pitty Wondering what they keep sucking back for Is it the drink or trepidation Watching all trains leave the station Left standing alone without a ticket You light up my life You give me hope You carry on You light up my days And you, you light up my life Stop searching cause there's no answer Just a long ride of disaster There's no simple way to stop the sadness Life's not fair I'm glad it's not This isn't heaven just a lonely Planet on the verge of self-destruction |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
Together on the sand
We walked hand in hand On the beachfront. She smiled at me As she tightly held my hand I had my fingers up her... Country music played on the radio So I turned it off. We walked down to the water As she grabbed on to my honker. A wave swept us away Ahaha, ahaha, ohoho |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Together on the sand
We walked hand in hand On the beachfront. She smiled at me As she tightly held my hand I had my fingers up her... Country music played on the radio So I turned it off. We walked down to the water As she grabbed on to my honker. A wave swept us away Ahaha, ahaha, ohoho |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Together on the sand
We walked hand in hand On the beachfront. She smiled at me As she tightly held my hand I had my fingers up her... Country music played on the radio So I turned it off. We walked down to the water As she grabbed on to my honker. A wave swept us away Ahaha, ahaha, ohoho |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Timmy the Turtle
Ya know he was Tim Timmy the Turtle He sang for The Grim Timmy the Turtle Ya know he was Tim Timmy the Turtle Timmy the Turtle Ya know he was Tim Timmy the Turtle He sang for The Grim Timmy the Turtle Ya know he was Tim Timmy the Turtle Too slow He sat in turtle goo Timmy the Turtle He's givin 'em hell Timmy the Turtle He's out of his shell Timmy the Turtle He's givin' 'em hell He's Timmy the Turtle Timmy the Turtle He's givin' 'em hell Timmy the Turtle He's out of his shell Timmy the Turtle He's givin' 'em hell Timmy the Turtle Too slow He sat in turtle goo |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
all we need, a little methanphetamens. three on speed. a little subversality.
what we do, is nothing you know about. who are you? definently not one of us. all we need is a little pick me up. i don't really care is its clean or if its cut. so give it to me now or you're gonna bring us down, yeah hey. give me some skin, yeah. who are them? they don't know shit about us. different strokes, because we wanna live our lives faster. gonna burn the candle down at all three ends. live fast, die fun. all we need is a little pick me up. i don't really care is its clean or if its cut. so give it to me now or you're gonna bring us down, yeah hey. wahoo! hot damn! |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
we're professional punkers we come from the suburbs after 15 years we're still
having fun now we're over 30 not looking so pretty at least we got a beat up accordian that's erik our drummer his father's a plumber he drank enough booze to get rhode island drunk now sober but smelly he's got one big belly from living the good life provided by punk singin singin singin buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong gimmie some bushmills i'll sing you this song open another big box of cheap wine we're over 30 we're doin just fine el hefe is not satanic he's one hip hispanic he grew up with one dozen cousins and kin he wears baggy pants he know how to break dance you've seen him do every impersonation that's melvin on six string "some tell me i can't sing" oh i think you can just don't do it round me stick with what you know playing guitar solo with hetson and watt in punk rock karaoke singin singin singin buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong gimmie some bushmills i'll sing you this song open another big box of cheap wine we're over 30 we're doin just fine my name is fat mike i'm obsessed with big lesbians i've been a punk rocker for most of my life i sing kinda flat i'm not really so fat but that's how i hit them with a hook or a slice i'm kent i do sound look he's getting so round i'm timmy the turtle he counts as he clicks i'm jay i don't care someone please cut his hair i'm limo from scotland so give me haggis singin singin singin buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong gimmie some bushmills i'll sing you this song open another big box of cheap wine we're over 30 we're doin just fine buy me a becks beer or pass me a bong gimmie some bushmills i'll sing you this song we a quaalide or chop we a line we're pushin 40 we're doin just fine give me a casual, pass me a bong, give me glen lebbit i'll sing you this song open another big box of cheap wine if you take the lowe road and i'll take the high |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
Hey kids!
Hey dad! What do you want to do today? We don't know! Do you want to go to the matinee? No! Do you want to go to the amusement park? No! Do you want to go to the punk rock show? YEAH! Let's go to the punk rock show!! Lost in a sea of combat boots, flush the bouncers with wasted youth When did punk rock become so safe, when did the scene become a joke The kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and (flipping) birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down MUST SEPARATE THE CHURCH AND SKATE Why don't we put pads on the kids, helmets, head gear and mouth pieces Then we could pad the floors and walls, put cameras inside bathroom stalls We make sure only nice bands play, make every show a matinee Teach kids to be all they can be, and we could sing my country 'tis of thee Sweet land of liberty, BLEH! When did punk rock become so safe I know it wasn't Duane or Fletcher, who put up the barricades Like a stake in the heart, somehow we got driven apart I want conflict I want dissent, I want the scene to represent Our hatred of authority, our fight against complacency Stop singing songs about girls and love, you killed the owl you freed the dove Confrontation and politics replaced with harmonies and shticks When did punk rock become so tame, these fucking bands all sound the same We want our fights we want our thugs, we want our burns we want our drugs Where is the violent apathy, these fuckin' records rated G WHEN DID PUNK ROCK BECOME SO SAFE? |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
[Father:] Hey Kids!
[Kids:] Hey Dad! [Father:] What'da want to do today? [Kids:] We don't know. [Father:] Wanna go to the matinee? [Kids:] NO! [Father:] Wanna go to the Amusement Park? [Kids:] NO! [Father:] Wanna go to the punk rock show? [Kids:] Yeah! Let's go to the punk rock show! Lost in a sea of combat boots, flush the bouncers with wasted youth When did punk rock become so safe? When did the scene become a joke? The kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down Must separate the church and skate! Why don't we put pads on the kids? Helmets, head gear and mouth pieces! Then we could pad the floor and walls, put cameras inside bathroom stalls We make sure only nice bands play, make every show a matinee Teach kids to be all they can be, and we could sing my country tis of thee sweet land of liberty When did punk rock become so safe? I know it wasn't Duane or Fletcher, Who put up the barricades Like a stake in the heart, Somehow we got driven apart [solo] I want conflict! I want dissent! I want the scene to represent... Our hatred of authority, our fight against complacency stop singing songs about girls and love! You killed the owl! You freed the dove! confrontation and politics... Replaced with harmonies and shticks When did punk rock become so tame? These fucking bands all sound the same We want our fights we want our thugs! We want our burns we want our drugs! where is the violent apathy?! These fucking records are rated G! When did punk rock become so safe?! |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Call it libertarian 'cos we do as we please
don't need fear of force to foster no morality morals are a substitute concern in someone's ear They're basically a by-product of home, I think it clear The plan, the plan It's nothing like the bible, there's no lesson to be learned It ain't the 10 commandments, 'cause nothing's written in stone It has to do with freedom and personal liberty I don't fuck with you, don't fuck with me The blueprints of a better world were printed on a postage stamp No one bothered to read the front stick out their tongue to lick the back The plan, the plan If you're not part of the cure, you're part of the disease father time will tell us who concedes The blueprints of a better world disguised, getting revealed as fortunes Ten thousand chinese restaurant customers prefer not to read and when they're done don't think, just leaving (might be "eating") a turning point we call the plan. |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Talking about the Moron Bros', tattooed fingers, tattooed toes
They're idiots, losers, they're scum Taking advantage of everyone, you're a dog, they're your fleas Doing everything they can to spread disease Take your beer, take your drugs Leave with you microscopic bugs Their company is something you won't miss Your ice trays are filled with piss They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They'll whine, they'll bitch, they'll fuck you if you're rich They'll leach, they'll latch, they itch, you can't scratch They'll ink your face, tape your eyelids closed Tabasco's in your mouth, mustard up your nose Your head is shaved, think the worst has passed Try to move your leg, put you in a cast, yeah They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They are the Moron Brothers, don't get along with others They may not go down in history but they'll go down on your sisters And your mama and your father, oh Gonna hung with him |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
When they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection
Just a few moments to live, no remorse for what I did It was for the betterment of man, I made the utmost sacrifice Before more damage could be done I took his life There was a split second of silence when the dart punctured the skin Beady eyes rolled back in head, the body dropped from the poison They could incapacitate me but could not erase my sneer I heard a thousand people screaming, I know three billion others cheered He was gone and I would soon be Executed by the state, all appeals would be in vain I was not criminally insane, in fact I was found to be An otherwise caring and respectable member of society A minor threat except for that one man I killed As the sedatives take effect, I just smile and close my eyes There's a priest kneeling next to me, he asks me if I realize I was going straight to hell and he thought that I should know That the man I killed's replacement planned this whole scenario And what I did had no significance at all |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
Did you get that rush, that feeling
Adrenalin pumping through your veins? A lifeless body in the gutter City streets are stained How do you rationalize? What do you see in your reflection? A kid just having fun A soldiers bloodied boot impression One for all and all for one Especially when it's ten on one You don't care what you're doing You know it sure is fun If it happened to your mother Would you laugh so hard? Well, that was someones son or brother That you kicked so hard But this time, you went too far What's the matter, don't you feel alright? Do you feel remorse? Or are the handcuffs on a little too tight? Now that your friends are gone You've got no defense, no protection 5 or 6 times a day You receive your hot beef injection I hope every time You're corn holed, terror fills your mind The one emotion You have inspired one too many times |
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from Nofx - The Longest Line [ep] (1995)
In the darkest tunnel it's nice to see a light
Not just a headlight Like the one that's heading right for me It would be nice if things could turn out right Turn out right yeah Don't think I'll ever see the day I must have done something wrong Or maybe pissed off god I think of chinese food when I think of life That's sweet and sour My life is sweet as saccharine You know 3 week old milk and grapes are not Not the same, no I am the one johnny carcinogen I must have fucked with some witch In turn she cursed me, cursed my life At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be If you need to find me, just go to The end of the longest line But officer that was a yellow light The light was red, son Insubordination, reckless driving I must be wrong, this can't be right I don't belong, this world is much to dangerous For someone lacking luck, like me At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be If you need to find me, just go to The end of the longest line At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be At the end of the longest line |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
In the darkest tunnel it's nice to see a light
Not just a headlight Like the one that's heading right for me It would be nice if things could turn out right Turn out right yeah Don't think I'll ever see the day I must have done something wrong Or maybe pissed off god I think of chinese food when I think of life That's sweet and sour My life is sweet as saccharine You know 3 week old milk and grapes are not Not the same, no I am the one johnny carcinogen I must have fucked with some witch In turn she cursed me, cursed my life At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be If you need to find me, just go to The end of the longest line But officer that was a yellow light The light was red, son Insubordination, reckless driving I must be wrong, this can't be right I don't belong, this world is much to dangerous For someone lacking luck, like me At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be If you need to find me, just go to The end of the longest line At the end of the longest line That's where I will always be At the end of the longest line |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
Frank, the new CEO, had to answer to the board
the board was getting anxious, and the shareholders were on the bed, legs in air, ass cheeks opened wide they were about to get fucked like it was their first time when one makes 20 million, and 10,000 people lose what keeps that one from swallowing a shotgun Dan, the company man, felt loyalty to the corp after 16 years of service, and a family to support he actually started to believe the weaponry and chemicals were for national defense cuz danny had a mortgage and a boss to answer to the guilty don't feel guilty, they learn not to Helen, is living in her car, and trying to feed her kids she got laid off of work and her house was repossessed it's hard to think clearly when it's 38 degrees desperate people have been known to render desperate deeds but when she shot that family and moved into their home the paper read she suffered from demetia |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
it's not the right time to be sober
now the idiots have taken over spreading like a social cancer, is there an answer? Mensa membership conceding tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding Watson, it's really elementary the industrial revolution has flipped the bitch on evolution the benevolent and wise are being thwarted, ostracized, what a bummer the world keeps getting dumber insensitivity is standard and faith is being fancied over reason darwin's rollin over in his coffin the fittest are surviving much less often now everything seems to be reversing, and it's worsening someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule and im startin to feel a lot like charlton heston stranded on a primate planet apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground with generals and the armies that obeyed them followers following fables philosophies that enable them to rule without regard there's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated political scientists get the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred majority rule, don't work in mental institutions sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions what are we left with? a nation of god-fearing pregnant nationalists who feel it's their duty to populate the homeland pass on traditions how to get ahead religions And prosperity via simpleton culture the idiots are takin over [x8] |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Trip down the stairs into hell
Cathay de I miss your smell A mixture of puke, beer, stale piss Fuck, sweat, and fear Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak From my head kinda concerned my friends But at the time it felt so right The music blaring on, now that desperation's gone (The song is same) The desperation's gone Turn, tune the knob k-go Some alternal radio Strategic marketing hype, media, stereotype Has our music been castrated? Yes To you it may sound good To me it sounds all wrong The notes and chords sound similar The same forbidden beat, but The desperation's gone (the song's the same) But the desperation's gone |
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from Nofx - The Longest Line [ep] (1995)
I've got respect from the community
I've got my bridge game to look forward to I've got this chance, a golden opportunity As long as I keep doing what I'm supposed to You see my wife and kids, they depend on me To provide them with nothing but the best I feel it's my duty, my obligation To live up to the standards society suggusts So I'll keep on working for their benefit And I'll keep on drinking I'll keep on believing in my life Another year of slaving and smiling, buying and trading Living the life of a wealthy man But somehow I don't feel so rich inside But that doesn't make sense I just had a two week vacation As soon as I get this operation Taken care of, I'll start enjoying The good things in life So I'll keep on working for the benefits And I'll keep on drinking I'll keep believing in my life When the pity spins your mind, Darkness fills your heart, And I won't be around When you're feeling all alone Then you'll know it's time, To go into the ground When the pity spins your mind, Darkness fills your heart, And I won't be around I've got my family, friends, and associates To stand by me as the threshold comes near Within their faces I see grave concern As I ask myself if their thoughts are sincere After all these years of being complacent What do I get? tenderness, affection, a true sense of love? No! |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
It isn't for the money, no it isn't for the fun
It's a plan, a scam, a diagram It's for the benefit of everyone You gotta have a little respect Subterranean ideals Traditional neglect Reflect on how you think it would make you feel The cause- we're just doing it for the cause No it isn't for the fortune, it isn't for the fame It's a scheme, a dream, a barterine We want everyone to think the same Because you know what you know is right And you feel what you can't ignore And you try so hard to point the blame Ashamed- what are we doing this for? The cause- we're just doing it for the cause |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manashevitz
Goin' out to terrorize goyem Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas As long as we're home by Saturday mornin' Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the boys Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois Orthopedic Dr. Martins good for Waffle making, kickin' through the shin Reputation, gained through intimidation Pacifism no longer tradition Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the Brews The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead hebrews We got the might, psycho mashuganas We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones Chutspah, we battle then we feast We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat Common you schmuck, one more time for revertial! |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manashevitz
Goin' out to terrorize goyem Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas As long as we're home by Saturday mornin' Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the boys Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois Orthopedic Dr. Martins good for Waffle making, kickin' through the shin Reputation, gained through intimidation Pacifism no longer tradition Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the Brews The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead hebrews We got the might, psycho mashuganas We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones Chutspah, we battle then we feast We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat Common you schmuck, one more time for revertial! |
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from Nofx - Punk In Drublic (2008)
Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manashevitz
Goin' out to terrorize goyem Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas As long as we're home by Saturday mornin' Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the boys Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois Orthopedic Dr. Martins good for Waffle making, kickin' through the shin Reputation, gained through intimidation Pacifism no longer tradition Cause hey we're the Brews Sportin' anti swastika tattoos Oi Oi we're the Brews The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead hebrews We got the might, psycho mashuganas We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones Chutspah, we battle then we feast We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat Common you schmuck, one more time for revertial! |
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from Nofx - Heavy Petting Zoo (1996)
The Mr Earthy killed the light, he didn't wake his lovely wife he
left the key inside the door. Woke on the wrong side of the bed she can't remember what he said but she sure knew what he had done little choices in a, a little town maybe a, little man is right to be afraid biblic moralization, identity frustration, confused man cannot know his heart catherine McKinnon does exist, she likes to call herself a feminist a crusader who fights the patriarch, but what she really hates is sex simple solutions created by black & white thinking too bad the world not work that way I think they need a good hard fuck cause she may be off her back now she needs to get off ours the little man sits all alone, his sexuality's been cut in stone he doesn't love her, she really don't care two victims of the black and white |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Im gonna tell you what I really think I like about Monday
Cause they fell like Saturdays When you dont have to go to work, every day is a holiday I wake up when I want to, I do anything I wanna do Cant wait for Tuesday I really dont like Fridays I cant do what I wanna do Sold out at the movies, cant eat at the restaurant Everybody wants to party, but the bars full of cigarette smoke I think Ill stay home, I think Ill wait for Monday I live a five day weekend, I gotta year long holiday Thanks god its Monday The only place I gotta be is the show or on the first tee Thank god its Monday Never mind aggravation, just give me modulation gimmie another key Ill tell you why I like Tuesdays, cause theyre kinda like Christmas Come to think about Wednesdays, are a little like Hanakah Thursdays thanksgiving, Im talking about good living I think Ill give thanx Thank god its Monday |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
I’m gonna tell you what I really think I like about Monday
Cause they fell like Saturdays When you don’t have to go to work, every day is a holiday I wake up when I want to, I do anything I wanna do Can’t wait for Tuesday I really don’t like Fridays I can’t do what I wanna do Sold out at the movies, can’t eat at the restaurant Everybody wants to party, but the bar’s full of cigarette smoke I think I’ll stay home, I think I’ll wait for Monday I live a five day weekend, I gotta year long holiday Thanks god it’s Monday The only place I gotta be is the show or on the first tee Thank god it’s Monday Never mind aggravation, just give me modulation gimmie another key I’ll tell you why I like Tuesdays, cause they’re kinda like Christmas Come to think about Wednesdays, are a little like Hanakah Thursdays thanksgiving, I’m talking about good living I think I’ll give thanx Thank god it’s Monday |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Got in the water,
Got in the lead, Got in your head, They're all dead. Thalidomide child, Thalidomide child, Thalid-thalidomide child. How long it took, The sleeping pills, They didnt know, That it would kill. Thalidomide child, Thalidomide child, Thalid-thalidomide child. When you're born, Try to hide, It'll get you, Thalidomide. Thalidomide child, Thalidomide child, Thalid-thalidomide child. How long it took, The sleeping pills, They didnt know, That it would kill, When you're born, Try to hide, It'll get you, Thalidomide. Thalidomide child, Thalidomide child, Thalid-thalidomide child. |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Talking bout your mom......
Talking bout your mom...... Talking bout your mom...... Talking bout your mom...... She's a whore bitch gluttor slut Likes to shove me up her butt Drives a pickle wearing combat Boots while farting, she'll pick me Up and give me a ride and Drop me in front of the show Oh no talking bout your mom |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Can't you see my soul worn on the second sleeve
It's going up for sale as soon as it gets saved Interrogation blues, once again I lose You don't get to magnify my insecurities You don't get to site and save my unhip-ocracies Not for sale Take two placebos then you can call me lame Walk some in my shoes then tell me to fuck off My oversized hat won't fit your humongous head I'll trade a hundred days for one inside of you Take me to a cave, where I can't be seen Solace makes the heart, pump adrenaline I'm sick of being used, time and again betrayed Give a man a key, he cannot not open the door Give him something free and he'll sell it to the poor C'est la vie Take two placebos then you can call me lame Walk some in my shoes then tell me that I'm fucked My humongous hat won't fit your gigantic head |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Can’t you see my soul worn on the second sleeve
It’s going up for sale as soon as it gets saved Interrogation blues, once again I lose You don’t get to magnify my insecurities You don’t get to site and save my unhip-ocracies Not for sale Take two placebos then you can call me lame Walk some in my shoes then tell me to fuck off My oversized hat won’t fit your humongous head I’ll trade a hundred days for one inside of you Take me to a cave, where I can’t be seen Solace makes the heart, pump adrenaline I’m sick of being used, time and again betrayed Give a man a key, he cannot not open the door Give him something free and he’ll sell it to the poor C’est la vie Take two placebos then you can call me lame Walk some in my shoes then tell me that I’m fucked My humongous hat won’t fit your gigantic head |
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from Nofx - Pump Up The Valuum (2000)
Got a no string guitar, got a
Sunn beta head, i'm a rock & roll Star, I aint no musician some things Stranger than fishin, got a Beat on a drum no how to sing Outta key got some illegal drugs I aint no musician some things Are weird I know what I am Weigh out another gram Some of us have all the luck No matter how much we fucking suck |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
Got a no string guitar
Got a sun bathed head I'm a rock n' roll star I ain't no musician Some things are stranger than fishin' Know how to beat on a drum Know how to sing out of key Got some prescription drugs I ain't no musician Some things are stranger then fishin' Yeah I know what I am chop up another gram Some of us have all the luck No matter how much we fucking suck |
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from Nofx - The Longest Line [ep] (1995)
She once told me not to listen
Find the answers, intuition Follow no-one, trust your instincts Face the world, find out it stinks Don't come crying, don't come crying Don't come cry to me I'm not your friend, I'm just your lover Don't put your faith, don't put your faith in me You cut me up and rob me blind But now I'm fine She told me about the places I could never find She told me how to walk while by her side Don't be fooled by teardrops They're worth a thousand lies When I saw them running down her face I believed in her Stranded, ah ah Stranded, ah ah Hit me in the gut Like a brick through a window Left me in the gutter like a wet news rag Sitting alone, thinking out the times we never had Cause you were my life She told me if and whether We'd spend the night together She made so many promises I believed in her |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
When I look 'round, I only see outta one eye
As the smoke surrounds my head, the sauna I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words Saying things, saying things that I got something sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye I feel unusual from thinking About the underground decay, God help me Kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry It's not from pity, it comes from What's been sticking in my eye Got something sticking in my eye |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
Sometimes I feel my life is going 'round in circles
Beneath my eyes are bluish black There's nothing new, no one I want to talk to Nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt I stick my head out of the window, it's closed Instead of air, I get glass stuck into my head The city's sounding I can't seem to stop the pounding Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Not sure what I'm thinking about, I got soul doubt A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature She's waiting for someone to save her As I pass her by I see Cinderella She doesn't fit into a slipper Like she fits in a bottle of liquor There's no one to take her away Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me The question is asked, Whatcha' gonna do for me? I don't want nothin', just a connection I gotta know what she's all about Cause I know she's been there - Soul doubt I stick me head outside the window once again This time I see a thousand faces all too clear They wear the same expression, I've seen in my face So many times, I know exactly how they feel I know exactly how they feel I know just what they think about They've got soul doubt |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
Sometimes I feel my life is going 'round in circles
Beneath my eyes are bluish black There's nothing new, no one I want to talk to Nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt I stick my head out of the window, it's closed Instead of air, I get glass stuck into my head The city's sounding I can't seem to stop the pounding Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Not sure what I'm thinking about, I got soul doubt A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature She's waiting for someone to save her As I pass her by I see Cinderella She doesn't fit into a slipper Like she fits in a bottle of liquor There's no one to take her away Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me The question is asked, Whatcha' gonna do for me? I don't want nothin', just a connection I gotta know what she's all about Cause I know she's been there - Soul doubt I stick me head outside the window once again This time I see a thousand faces all too clear They wear the same expression, I've seen in my face So many times, I know exactly how they feel I know exactly how they feel I know just what they think about They've got soul doubt |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Sometimes I feel my life is going 'round in circles
Beneath my eyes are bluish black There's nothing new, no one I want to talk to Nothing I want to think about, I got soul doubt I stick my head out of the window, it's closed Instead of air, I get glass stuck into my head The city's sounding I can't seem to stop the pounding Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round Not sure what I'm thinking about, I got soul doubt A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature She's waiting for someone to save her As I pass her by I see Cinderella She doesn't fit into a slipper Like she fits in a bottle of liquor There's no one to take her away Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me The question is asked, Whatcha' gonna do for me? I don't want nothin', just a connection I gotta know what she's all about Cause I know she's been there - Soul doubt I stick me head outside the window once again This time I see a thousand faces all too clear They wear the same expression, I've seen in my face So many times, I know exactly how they feel I know exactly how they feel I know just what they think about They've got soul doubt |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
I play pool cause I'm no fool I play pool cause I'm cool I play pool
after school I play pool all the time Cue in my left hand, beer in right I shout and drink all through the night that sloppy english does me just right I use that sloppy english all the time I hold my stick like I hold my dick hustling beers from wetto that's the trick I use that sloppy english all the time |
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from Nofx - I Heard They Suck Live (1995)
These girls are fun but boy there bad
by friday night there off there face six beers are getting passed around and that is it these girls are done Six pack girls, Six pack girls Six pack girls Six pack So you pick her up and you bring her home And you think about it for a while Wake up the next morning and sure enough It's not two girls! VERSION 2 Go to work, and then go to bed your friday night, Has washed away your bummed out, About your work 'cause you've already put in, Your thousand hours they're all Six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, Six pack So you pick her up, And you bring her home You take her out, And that's all you're alone, And you want it sure Enough your, stuck with her they're all Six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, Six pack |
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from Nofx - So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes & I Heard They Live (1998)
These girls are fun but boy there bad
by friday night there off there face six beers are getting passed around and that is it these girls are done Six pack girls, Six pack girls Six pack girls Six pack So you pick her up and you bring her home And you think about it for a while Wake up the next morning and sure enough It's not two girls! VERSION 2 Go to work, and then go to bed your friday night, Has washed away your bummed out, About your work 'cause you've already put in, Your thousand hours they're all Six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, Six pack So you pick her up, And you bring her home You take her out, And that's all you're alone, And you want it sure Enough your, stuck with her they're all Six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, They're all six pack girls, Six pack |
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from Nofx - The Greatest Songs Ever Written (2007)
Affection not dissection,
Meat is murder, Animals are for petting. Oh shut the fuck up already. I'm tired of you whining, About poor little animals dying, And the food they are supplying. Because if a big animal had the chance, It wouldn't take another glance, It would eat you up. "Affection not dissection, Meat is murder, Animals are for petting." Oh shut your trap already. I don't want to listen, And I'm tired of your bitchin, About what's in my kitchen. Because if a big animal had the chance, It wouldn't take another glance, It will eat you up. |
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from Nofx - Liberal Animation (2008)
Affection not dissection,
Meat is murder, Animals are for petting. Oh shut the fuck up already. I'm tired of you whining, About poor little animals dying, And the food they are supplying. Because if a big animal had the chance, It wouldn't take another glance, It would eat you up. "Affection not dissection, Meat is murder, Animals are for petting." Oh shut your trap already. I don't want to listen, And I'm tired of your bitchin, About what's in my kitchen. Because if a big animal had the chance, It wouldn't take another glance, It will eat you up. |
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from Nofx - Ribbed (2008)
In the morning I awake
I feel my bladder about to break I scratch my balls I rub my eyes Just feeling lousy My girlfriend tells me that It's time to take a bath I say, "no, not today, it's only tuesday" Once every 24 hours I'm supposed to take a shower That's not the way I do it Do it do it Personal hygiene is the last thing on my mind I don't want to do it Do it do it It doesn't make a difference to me Everyday I do the same old thing So why should I have to be clean? Those dreaded wednesdays and saturdays Also known as shower days I hate them |
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from Nofx - The War On Errorism (2005)
It's kinda hard to wear high heels, or slip on banana peels
How does she get in and out of tubs I hope she dont get mad, I hope she thinks this song is good not bad Cause we think that she's totally rad, she's nubs. No fingers, no toes, she doesn't own elbows, No phalanges no knobby knees to knock She don't need knuckles or hands to go see punk rock bands She's always in the stands, she's nubs She can't pick up a phone, she can't get dressed alone She's got no funny bone, she's nubs No shoes for feet but we sure do think she's neat, she's nubs, she's nubs, she's nubs. I asked her if she want a drink, I asked her if she liked Toronto, I asked her to go out to the bar, but all she said was no thanks, no and no It was time for us to leave, so I grabbed and shook her sleeve and told her I'd see her at the next club she got into a pack and some guy put her on his back, she said goodbye and kinda waved her stub She's got beauitful eyes, and breasts regular size, but without calves and thighs, she's nubs It's hard to give good head or get tied to a bed, when all you've got is a body and head, she's nubs She's nubs, She's nubs, She's nubs... Oh she may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk But boy she sure knows how to rock, she's nubs. |
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from Nofx - Never Trust A Hippy [ep] (2006)
It's 3 o'clock at the Triple Rock, another round of watching Paddy talk
It's where you wanna get snowed in when you get Snowed in, outside it's 10 below, is it day or night, we don't care or know What we know is that we don't wanna be Anywhere but here, please don't make us leave When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota I'm seeing double at the Triple Rock, we're still here watching Paddy talk Then undress, then get out the duct tape The one question still remains, how much more art can we take? I'll let you know when the medication wears off I'm a religious drunk and this is where I pray The church of alcoholics can't break up the congregation Give us air to breathe, through carbonation We are at liquor church, genuflecting on barstools We're praying that the taps will keep the holy water flowing Key kicks of communion, then a long night of confessions Coming home after noon seems to raise a lot of questions When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota |
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from Nofx - Wolves In Wolves` Clothing (2006)
It's 3 o'clock at the Triple Rock, another round of watching Paddy talk
It's where you wanna get snowed in when you get Snowed in, outside it's 10 below, is it day or night, we don't care or know What we know is that we don't wanna be Anywhere but here, please don't make us leave When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota I'm seeing double at the Triple Rock, we're still here watching Paddy talk Then undress, then get out the duct tape The one question still remains, how much more art can we take? I'll let you know when the medication wears off I'm a religious drunk and this is where I pray The church of alcoholics can't break up the congregation Give us air to breathe, through carbonation We are at liquor church, genuflecting on barstools We're praying that the taps will keep the holy water flowing Key kicks of communion, then a long night of confessions Coming home after noon seems to raise a lot of questions When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota |
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from Nofx - 45 or 46 Songs That Weren't Good Enough to Go on Our Other Records (2002)
She got lips like stereo,
With the bass and treble down. She's got tits like microwaves Burritos that explode. What I wouldn't give to see her pee... Betweem 2 parked cars, On a well lit street, 5th and Main. |
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