LAGWAGON lyrics
LAG WAGON / DUH
1992 - Fat Wreck Chords
TRAGIC VISION
in this faltering nation the future belongs to the children in school
there's 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 conscious state of mind t.v. is not
reality vnver a victim the role model said bang bang, the bad guy is dead always
a rock star on empty t.v. the lesson complete now the child has needs of
competition they bleed oh beautiful for bills of green never mind spacious skies
overhead bleed the earth and butter your bread (repeat chorus) chills 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 it's too late destiny turns to fate realizing it's to late
now realizing it's too late destiny turns to fate realizing it's to late now for
you to save yourself 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 life and it's always the same
to me
BURY THE HATCHET
i can't recall the hurting words that i once said so long ago, still
indignation clouds your head and it's enough to know the pain of losing friends
you perpetuate certain senseless 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 it's always, hey joe, how is it goin' bro? where have
you been man? we used to be such good friends two-faced, you don't care you know
what you can do with it i can't 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
you'll 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 insecurities create that
bitter sad man you see hurting not me i forgive, i forget i won't say the things
i'll regret not this time i will stop, but just between you and me it's a loss i
can't recall the hurting words that i once said so long ago, still indignation
clouds your head 'cause it's enough to know the pain of losing friends fingers
point at you isn't that what a child would do? and as you speak they'd watch
your face split in two and when you see me it's always, hey joe, how is it goin'
bro? where have you been man? we used to be such good friends two faced, you
don't care you know what you can do with it hypocrite don't give me that shit
ANGRY DAYS
angry youth mr. elite you're 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 you've lost someone you love when your mask is taken off
does life cut you down to size? does it open up your eyes? because they all have
found their way as you struggle through your maze you built those walls of hate
don't tell me it's 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 surprised 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
originally by creedence clearwater revival (april, 1969)
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 each other 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
PARENT'S 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-conscious i've
played my last solitaire that shirt's too tight to wear wasting my days and
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. COFFEE
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 swelling 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 where is the new advise it seems the older methods no longer suffice the
very oldest if thoughts cast into the mold of these new times vindictive, he
raises his fist the animal is instinctive everyone desires peace but in dread 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
obsolete? 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
there would never be light there would never be light without injustice we'd
never have a right
LAG WAGON (ALL ABOARD)
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 binges and bong 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!!!
LAG WAGON / TRASHED
1994 - Fat Wreck Chords
ISLAND OF SHAME
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
LAZY
does the word "duh" mean anything to you? i just lost my
job i just lost my girl things are getting way out of con(trol) but my living
proof is my quicksand (sucks me down), i'll never leave (here not gone), what
guilty be 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 of the animals except us do nothing else but
eat and shit (yesterday), is not the time (tomorrow), ?? another week, another
month going, always fuck you! i'm lazy i have no fault to fear i'm down here
there's nothing to fear no changes 'cause having it all means nothing ?? (yesterday),
is not the time (tomorrow), it's not that year another week, another month
KNOW IT ALL
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 a lot 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 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 - did you really listen to that song?
could you ever write what you call wrong?
STOKIN' THE NEIGHBORS
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...
GIVE IT BACK
try to ignore him try to have self-control when that tounge slips
just once its in his eyes silence by energy push me down and it 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 in hurricane(?), that inspiration was a game
and now it seems as 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 itso i give it back don't want to understand the child abuse, the
past gone violent don't justify his violent nature sooner 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 itso i give it back you hate them, you hate
yourself take it out on someone else
RUST
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 condemn 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
GOIN' SOUTH
maggie, have you ever been kicked in the head by a bull?
DIS'CHORDS
silent again - when spoken their is friction and conflict why do we
rub each other wrong maybe we've known each other too well for too long you and
i have heard each other speech before are these words that i said - the same
words that you heard we can only agree to disagree in disharmony is it too much
likeness or indifference well the answers in the question isn't it the deepest
cut of all comes from a trusted friend but i'm sick of it all i can't listen i
wish that all of it would end you cut me off - i cut you down jerrated words
let's stop repeating the lesson. we've been through thick n' thin i consider you
a friend though it's hard for me show every time you hear this song you'll know
it's not just the business we know much more exist let's end the bad notes and
the dis'chords we'll tune our attitude and realize a personal reward
COFFEE AND CIGARETTES
i'm getting used to getting old but where's my ambition - days of
omission i feel broken down inside because my words seem to be trite adding to
the overwhelming always a question of truth your truths question my efficiency
shocking - the words you can't hear impact - the words i can't write recycled
words don't justify... none of these words suffice searching for the sharp words
to drive the message in i put the last words down then i begin to question the
truth
BROWN EYED GIRL
hey where did we go, days when the rain came. down in the hollow,
playin' a new game. laughin' and a runnin' , hey hey, skippin' and a jumpin' in
the misty mornin' fog with our hearts a thumpin' at you, the brown-eyed girl
you're my brown-eyed girl now what ever happened, tuesday is so slow, goin' down
the old man river, with a transistor radio standin' in the sunlight laughin'
hidin' behind a rainbow wall slippin' and a slidin', all along the waterfall
with you, the brown-eyed girl you're my brown-eyed girl. do you remember when,
ah we used to sing sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah sha la la la la la
la la la la la dee dah la dee dah so hard to find my way, now that i'm all on my
own i saw you just the other day, my how you had grown, [.. ] sometimes overcome
thinkin' bout, makin love in the green grass, behind the stadium with you. the
brown-eyed girl you, my brown-eyed girl. do you remember when, ah we used to
sing sha la la la la la la la la la la dee dah sha la la la la la la la la la la
dee dah la dee dah
WHIPPING BOY
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 every time you speak somehow you fight something's just crazy
somehow it's taking all the life left in you you're 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 search 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 whipping boy!!!
NO ONE
labors of commitment blood of his arms a growing sense of duty but in
his song he's screaming out insufficient - he just falls further behind
principles, purpose, tradition, time weigh heavy on this guilty mind wits astray
blind in rage, aware 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
BYE FOR NOW
here comes the day i see my friends far away, when i grow up inside
what will happen to me? the city sights the business types, i can see but where
are you? bye for now. didn't mean to let you down, didn't mean to drive you away.
bye for now! now that your not around, so many things i'd like to say! see here
i think i've found the missing link, the piece that holds us together. if i had
my way i'd here you say that it's ok, friendship should last for ever. bye for
now. didn't mean to let you down, didn't mean to drive you away. bye for now!
now that you're not around, so many things i'd like to say! didn't mean to let
you down. didn't mean to let you down. didn't mean to let you down. didn't mean
to let you down. didn't mean to let you down. never meant to let you down.
didn't mean to let you down.
HIDDEN TRACK
you think you're so fuckin' cool don't you, you think you're so
fuckin' cool, well just once I would like to hear you scream in pain play some
rap music don't call it a movement, there's other ways of saying it call it
brown table and i'm playin' it down make it round even a wear account fat
amounts blazin', appraisin people are very unordinary (i have no idea) every
nation a backin' on out come on everybody let me hear you shout i'm gonna back
on out my momma said back on out smokin' it ain't stoppin its coming down and
this melt is rockin' rain my mother ate draino, mt. st. helen a volcano burnin'
like hot lava i got the runs cause i drink too much java ouch that sensation i
got the runs i got constipation [chorus]
LAG WAGON / HOSS
1995 - Fat Wreck Chords
KIDS DON'T LIKE TO SHARE
and now they'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 set 'em
up and knock 'em down your 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 your beautiful ideals vicariously 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 your 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 if only here to relay your beautiful ideals vicariously through them
and now they're searching for that new messiah it's their greatest passion it's
the latest fashion.
VIOLINS
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 and i forgot to bite my
tongue and my assumption is the mother of all mistakes so i assume the role,
open my mouth and clumsy words escape so why you want to be there when you could
be here you are slipping away i awake with your replacement a bottle in my grasp
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 so i assume false grace open my arms and
grasp at something true (chorus) how are you how have you been girl i miss you
wanna see you again (repeat chorus) i bring out the worst in you and you try to
let me know you bring out the worst in me anxiety i'm trying to let you go you
say i'm giving you the creeps so i assume the role open my claws and grasp for
your heart (repeat chorus) into you like a mortal stake so vindictive your
love's slipping away violins violence the butt of your sick joke into ashtray
life i'm trying hard to let you go
NAME DROPPING
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 like 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 breaks me into two
BOMBS AWAY
you've got a thing about being lame you think you'll show us all your
handicap is great you've got a thing about being lost you think with our concern
you'll find yourself and you'll never be forgotten your family never wanted this
one with all of her flaws she's trailing far behind she's feeling incomplete she
has no will to win listening i live inside your room and you punish me as though
i punish you dumb before it's done i am saint will you tell me now i never could
relate to how you've been forgotten your family never wanted this one with all
of her flaws but i wanna know was this deprivation of money or of love (pre-chorus)
this is the last time you will be denied girl you want that world that they took
away go pick up the pieces find inner strength 'cause i can't save you find the
life you left in a box the world you said has cut you off (chorus) bombs await
you bombs away now let them all fall down you carry the burden it fills you with
regret you never finished that feeling incomplete you carry their baggage the
guilt that holds you down (repeat pre-chorus) (repeat chorus) bombs away now
'cause life's been so hard and so long that's why i'm writing you this song
MOVE THE CAR
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 appalling 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
SLEEP
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 bread
and cheese to gain some weight keep me warm everything's o.k. (chorus) 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 miss 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 (repeat chorus) 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 the breakfast
at night and then we'll go to sleep
SICK
i've been living for years in question some obsession was i less to
live without 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 your drowning in narcissism or is it
self-loathing 'cause 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 because 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
RIFLE
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
WEAK
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 laugh laugh at me as i sit this one out
and they're dancing around me afraid you give me strength to call it weak
BLACK EYES
he knows no shame and takes no blame this simpleton sees everything
he's only satisfied to point out other's mistakes never afraid to use his pride
his tradition is old his faith a hand-me-down the family he wears them on his
sleeve morale and values left under a christmas tree he once had the gift this
image in his grandparents eyes no guns no drugs no rape no end this vacant soul
is pale and blue in empty gaze his crow's feet are a vision of defeat sick and
tired of the meaninglessness the irrational he's desensitized his every need and
emotion a cup half empty but full of euphoria he's searching for the light
switch in the dark to switch his routine to find a reason to find faith and
piece of mind when one to many beliefs die it's tough to see through these black
eyes everyone forgives everyone forgets everyone is true and no one here will
lie to you he knows the truth he knows the truth here nothing's certain
disregard what you've learned to find faith in piece of mind all of their gods
died with his peace i should know him that heathen's me
BRO DEPENDENT
i try to focus on what i hear listen to what i see i've thought of it
a lot and it's becoming all to clear (chorus) i take it in excess as my true
feelings are suppressed i can not find the words to say it without hurting not
listening to what you say now watching the things you do as you take a dose of
grief as you insist there's no relief perhaps another drink and you take it in
excess as your true feeling are suppressed you can not find the way to cure it
without hurting you cure it but it seems your problem still remains obsession
compulsion my friend overdoing everything so focus on what you need listen to
what you hear this is the last time i listen it's becoming oh so clear i'm
completely confused here (repeat chorus) i've spoken all too soon
RAZOR BURN
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 sheryl 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
SHAVING YOUR HEAD
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 and now your tainted blood leaves stains behind your back and in their
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
RIDE THE SNAKE
time to ride the snake oh, 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 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
LAGWAGON / DOUBLE PLAIDINUM
1997 - Fat Wreck Chords
ALIEN 8
would it make you feel much better if it was you against the world if
you were an alien if it were conspiracy and would it hurt to live in comfort if
you found someone to trust if you knew that you were with us if we shared a
common goal but you will isolate, alienate no one can appreciate the poor miss
understood can you see that i don't care anymore do you ever stop to listen are
you a martyr for your pride does it makes you fell much better when you are an
alien?
MAKING FRIENDS
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?
UNFURNISHED
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
ONE THING TO LIVE
a look in your eyes what can i say you left us here and it's a shame
i would like to have helped to begin again you decided you fate one thing to
live a look at you now what's in a name you left them there it was a shame they
would like to have helped again to begin but potential was yours never ours
before you chose your fate before you asked them all to wait left standing there
to watch you play with your matches one god burn deserves another two but one
thing to live is one thing to live selfish fool nobody loves you self resent how
can they trust you walk around with a butt tattoo it will never do why should
you die with dignity you lived in a shame as you ask them all to wait left
standing here to watch you lying in your ashes one good burn deserves another
two one thing to live is one thing to live
TODAY
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
CONFESSION
by now you should find your mouth by now you should call me we can
work it out i fallow it until the end of concession "a falling out" i
heard from them there's no discretion i'm burning out on this by now you should
be in a better place and thinking for your self it's not your axe to grind and
this is my latest confession i hope you hear about it victims i know the saints
come to call and bring you obsession to save you from your fall victim i know it
wont be long 'till one worth possessing is one you'll never reach swallow it
until the end of our concession i'm sure i'll hear from you through them there's
no discretion i'm burning out on this and this is my latest confession i doubt
you'll hear about it it's only indecision this is your latest condition i hope
you hear about it soon
BAD SCENE
cause i'm a bad scene and here's everyone to blame but me everyone
points we all have all our selfish points a broken machine used to puke up
something good when we fed it and i'm sure i'll miss it not so sure i'll ever
see you five years desensitized you're my inspiration ten thousand silent miles
to hell four well drinks, i am well six months in hiatus a lifetime too short to
save us never wanted to be famous a good day to die off shameless so fuck
longevity when there is no use in searching for a noose hanging on to abuse sick
of hanging around and waiting cause it's bad scene and there's everyone to blame
but me everyone points we all have our selfish points a broken machine used to
puke up someting good when we fed it i'm against it bad scene
SMILE
i hate my friends i hate my friends i hate my... 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 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...
TWENTY-SEVEN
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 ond 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
CHOKE
choke choke pride still i could only wait for you to decide tear it
all apart you break my heart why don't you follow through follow through and the
day ends a so called friend a drunken bed how could you with... why would you...
all of them no one owns you just keep me hanging here tell me you need me dear
tell me you're sure i shouldn't fear lies lies lies choke choke please have
another drink on me my love humiliation i gave you every chance to leave and you
stayed just long enough to bury me as i understand wath no one can see i stop
and all these words seem selfish and anger you and none of it is true but all of
them confess until i choke... i tough i knew a true love i used to think you
really cared i used to think i knew true innocence i though that you were that i
know you to well when you lie i hope you choke on them and see for me for me and
all these words seem selfish and anger you and you were always true am i the
only want that hears you lies
FAILURE
pick up please the boys give you validity they give you what you want
they can never give enough only charity until you're sorry victimized, one thing
i can't criticize given you struggle could you ever be alone? seems impossible
and still i'm sorry saint freedom, it's so easy when you give up no matter what
i've done i could never be the one it's never effortless to fail i can rely on
this could you ever rely on me jealousy the boys give you validity no matter
what you've done i could never be the one just a shareholder of lies i put you
to bed they will always leave independent of you you could never deny i always
knew how to fail you i always knew you
TO ALL MY FRIENDS
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...
LAGWAGON / LET'S TALK ABOUT
FEELINGS
1998 - Fat Wreck Chords
AFTER YOU MY FRIEND
here he is. he saves a grin he wants to be the one who doesn't have
to sink a level indiscreet in his retreat all he needs is just a taste of the
bitter pride he held in her name embrace the solitude in ordinary fucked up
state of grace far away from the days he bared the cross she used to wear in
some resolve well aware a little pitiful, a pin up boy they dress in grieving
wear well at ease in consent in the drift of undertow we won't justify the pity
from them when he knows... fools in love are arrogant their sermons cloud his
breathing air he's in love with an isolation from emotion here he is awaiting
sentence a fool to think that anyone can escape guilt and anguish a subtlety
that can't be learned a subtlety that can't be taught he is caught in the lure
of second thoughts he might still care as he settles down well aware bound in
secrecy. his voice will only dignify their fears but sorrow is signified he's
well aware of his pride
GUN IN YOUR HAND
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 or 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 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 no gonna wait here until the body's cold i just
want you to feel the gun in your hand
LEAVE THE LIGHT ON
so please leave the light on after you've gone leave the pictures in
their ageing frames up 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 and bury you once again if i could bring this memory to life i'd apologise i
live to hear 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
CHANGE DESPAIR
everything that i've done here into one in keeping with... some
earned conviction, some stagnation, some change despair done, i know this is
wrong safe in that stance but incomplete leave it behind, i know that this time
i get in for free our latest rendition lame reincarnate, return the same still
the best times are here now. now that i'm bored, now that i'm numb
disappointment and odds in a costume you can't take off i leave it behind i know
that this time i get out for free some of it's habitual sometimes the change is
not enough and in the lost empathy memories of better days
TRAIN
my inspiration note the sympathy they've taken everything you own and
they left you there alone me 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 on 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 giving 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 given hind site i'm
on a train
HURRY UP AND WAIT
it's..... time to get up and stress out we're driving to another town
we're never gonna make soundcheck so i can't even take a shit no showers,
shaving or coffee i can't fuckin' brush my teeth "c'mon we're already late
man, let's go" hurry up and wait wait hurry up and wait
EVERYTHING TURNS GREY
things don't seem to be as easy as they used to be it's getting
harder everyday to think of better things to say about what's going on around
you and what's happening inside you when it's time to change you won't know how
it won't matter years from now no matter what you think or do or say everything
turns grey this is it, the darkest hour isn't it depressing how our minds create
an atmosphere that won't happen here unless we make some new demands to grasp
the future in our hands you know i wish i could but it's too late for senseless
minds that love to hate no matter what they think or do or say everything turns
grey
LOVE STORY
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 always laugh i'm fresh
out of advice and sick of standing in this harms way interstate in debate an
impasse driving out the 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 giving in to harms way and
so are they sick of being around some- thing that's destined to fail and the sum
of its parts can not see they make me hate life, hate friends, hate being there
i know 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
MESSENGERS
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 no one is true nothing is
sacred when everyone's talkin and nobody's listenin when we confide in all those
friends they're just messengers one thing is true you've thrown the matters into
blue skies turning to grey, falling out everyday 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
THE KIDS ARE ALL WRONG
def, watching cars and focus on one 'till it's gone heroes die off
every day like father who would never stay the kids are all wrong (repeat)
they're full of their hopeless opinion the kids are all wrong the kids are all
wrong that's all i ever really learned
MAY 16
no more waiting on them as you rise inside new rooms it's official
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 a picture in a moment of memories and there aren't many left i am
extradited uninvited it's just another saturday take a step to freedom you and
her loathing this cruel world take a breath of shelter and exhale trust and
allegiance liberate yourself from hell it's just another saturday
OWEN MEANEY
uncertainty a foundation built on nothing i could see secure in your
immaculate perception the last resort i though i'd ever exercise now, all that i
have to stand on grieving from a different point of view i learn it's meaning
from you in life and death and continue ... but faith is just a silent tribute
mine is just desperate act give him back i owe him throw me a line, i'll suspend
my disbelief and concede following your lead faithfully led into this concession
with hope and doubt a seemingly futile gesture my faith is just a silent tribute
this is just a desperate act holding on it's just this desperation that takes me
home