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TRAGIC VISION | FOILED AGAIN | BURY THE HATCHET | ANGRY DAYS |
NOBLE END | CHILD INSIDE | BAD MOON RISING | BEER GOGGLES |
INSPECTOR GADGET | PARENTS GUIDE TO LIVING | MR. COFFE | OF MIND
AND MATTER | STOP WHINING | LAG WAGON
TRAGIC VISION
In this faltering nation the future belongs to the children in
school Thereīs something wrong Sixth grader on crack Handgun
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 contious state of mind T.V. is
not reality Never a victim the role model said Bang 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] Chils 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 grows cold
FOILED AGAIN
Realizing itīs too late Destiny turns to fate Realizing itīs to
late now [Repeat] Now you say itīs over and the monkeyīs off
your back All it took was valium and a couple of six packs So
once again youīve lied and your story remains the same Beacuse
misery loves companty and youīre the one to blame Itīs Your
life and itīs always the same Itīs your life and itīs always
the same to me
BURY THE HATCHET
I canīt recall the hurting words that I once said So long ago,
still indignation clouds your head And itīs enough to know the
pain of losing friends You perpetuate certain sensless hate and I
can picture you today as you say "I used to know that
guy" And as you speak they watch your face split in two And
when you see me Itīs always, hey Joe, how is it goin' bro? where
have you been man? We used to be such good friends Two-faced, you
donīt care You know what you can do with it I canīt pretend and
there you go again You ought to bury the hatchet and leave behind
all of the lies and your disguise You know that I just want to
bury the hatchet How much more will you permit? Think about it
youīll admit you and I have got to bury the hatchet Am I really
all that bad? Sometimes I second guess Often times I wonder why
my head is such a mess But put yourself in my shoes and picture
if you can All these insecuriries create that bitter sad man you
see hurting Not me I forgive, I forget I wonīt say the things Iīll
regret Not this time I will stop, but just between you and me itīs
a loss I canīt recall the hurting words that I once said So long
ago, still indignation clouds your head 'Cause itīs enough to
know the pain of losing friends Fingers point at you Isnīt that
what a child would do? And as you speak theyīd watch your face
split in two And when you see me Itīs always, hey Joe, how is it
goin' bro? where have you been man? We used to be such good
friends Two faced, you donīt care You know what you can do with
it Hypocrite Donīt give me that shit
ANGRY DAYS
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now Inside your head lives an
old scene MR. Punk Sad and hating everyone Your excuse is old The
way you felt has left you hating yourself Cause everyone is so
confused You never worked for a cent Self-destructive you pay
your debt Cause you miss another time when all your friends were
divine Now all of them have gone or changed Do you still live in
angry days? But when youīve lost someone you love When your mask
is taken off Does life cut you down to size? Does it open up your
eyes? Beacuse they all have found their way as you struggle
through your maze You built those walls of hate Donīt tell me itīs
too late
NOBLE END
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 forgotten no doubt A family of ethics
has died
CHILD INSIDE
Too many hangars in the closet A clutter of confusion Too little
rectitude to hold a moral absolute Too much distinction to relate
to them Irresolutions we contemplate with no end In this world of
give and take And what we refer to as maturity from emotional
need to technology has you, a cultured seed of your society,
lacking ability to feel clemency I'm surprized we still bleed
into the abyss of despair that's hiding the child Compassion you
would not dare admit to have experienced Do you regret looking
back? A penitent confessing his sins The child inside of me
recalls a time of purity, an outlook of release You remember
Confident that you were able A future laid out on your table
Running through memories a child is free The world restored you
see I see The child inside of me
BAD MOON RISING
[written by John Fogerty]
BEER GOGGLES
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd is looking meager Only 40
to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And
you can probably see that we're not all that tight A couple more
drinks will alter your sight That does not mean fight I'm not
saying I have to be drunk but tequila shots make it more fun I'm
havin' fun [Chorus] Oh, Beer Goggles I love to put them on Next
to eachother at the bar She's thinkin' he's the one I'm thinkin'
where's my car She thinks I look good Obviously she didn't smell
that fart "Oh, what kind of cologne is that you're
wearing?" Hey man, it's a start "Hi, my name's
Barbie" "My name's Ken" The perfect couple 'cause
we're drunk in the head I'm drunk again [Repeat Chorus] And one
size fits all!!!
INSPECTOR GADGET
[instrumental]
PARENTS GUIDE TO LIVING
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 All these wasted days 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
MR. COFFE
Morning 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 wired 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
OF MIND AND MATTER
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
STOP WHINING
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 obselete? 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
LAG WAGON
Unemployment is my scene Brain dead - the fumes I breath Blah
Blah Blah BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla Carp is a town, not a fish Too dumb
to care The S.B.-Goleta connection Feelin' like a champion All
aboard the lagwagon It's fast enough for me Slow Me-and-my
friends on the couch Give me a sofa and some snacks The idiot
box-that T.V. trash The V.C.R.-some stupid films The remote
control Fuck the bills There's no point in a job The pay just
sucks if you're a slob I'm not lying I'm lazy and all my friends
are just like me [Chorus] Garga jibs and metal riffs Beer bings
and bing hits I hate that scene Santa Barbara boredom
Goleta-postmortem Small town minds can you relate to me? [Repeat
Chorus] All aboard the lag wagon!!!
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