Hate This Place
Stupid
Ice Ice Baby- Vanilla Ice, Earthquake, M. Smooth
Be Like Juan
Less than Friends
God Complex
No Sense Part II
Up in Smoke
Professor Poopypants
Spin Me Round- Dead or Alive
Oppositte Seatbelt
My Heart: You Break It, You Buy It
Scott Delgadillo
Resort to Mexico- Aaron Brownwood
Suffer
Summer was Awesome
Don't Look Down
Jesus Ate my Homework
Good Old Daze
Firefly Mask
Bright Eyes
Bummer Status
Various music written by various No Senses
They said that everything would crash
they said that god was coming back
they said the world was going to end
year 2000
they sit and watch the mtv
"oh i just love carson daly"
the welfare pays their salaries.
inbred family
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
I wish some people weren't so slow
they set the standards pretty low
it makes me sick
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
they do nothing but whine and bitch
and buy abercrombie and fitch.
they're bringing down the nation as a whole
They believe in everything they hear
that jason takes it in the rear
rumor has it that he likes it rectally
no one likes to face up to the facts
it all just "settle down, relax"
the kids are not alright with me
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
I wish some people weren't so slow
they set the standards pretty low
it makes me sick
(Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah)
they do nothing but whine and bitch
and buy abercrombie and fitch.
they're bringing down the nation as a whole
more "social commentary." this is the second song we played. every band needs a reference to the song "the kids are alright" by the Who including Lagwagon, Offspring, Local H, Hi-Standard, and Goldfinger. Nosenserobot is no exception, hence the line "the kids are not alright with me." other such band requirements include a 30 second song, a song named after your band, and a song called "suffer".
I really hate this place and i think we need some space.
i fucking hate your personality. i hate the herd mentality.
if i could leave i would cuz i know we'll never see dogwood.
you should get away from me for a while. this sucks and you know that it's true. i wish i had something to do.
One more time you can kiss my ass. you're burning out you're burning fast. i know we all wanted to say. you're talking shit you're telling lies. i can read between the lines.
i really hope that we get paid. i think i wasted my sunday.
I get up, i walk out, my pants are falling off. when i leave you know i'm gone. when i'm gone it is for good.
This isn't my idea of fun.
we're looking out for number one.
i guess it's not ok for me.
the difference between you and me is i don't tell you what to believe.
but i guess it's alright, i guess it's ok for you.
i think i'll hang out with the brews.
I get up, i walk out, my pants are falling off. when i leave you know i'm gone. when i'm gone it is for good. I get up, i walk out, my pants are falling off. when i leave you know i'm gone. when i'm gone it is for good.
so many people have asked me about this song that i forgot what it all means. all i remember is that i wrote it at church. and it's the first song we ever played.
there's this guy i know. he is one bad mofo. he wears clothes from boss and fubu. (not really)
he's heard about punk rock but he listens to hip hop. you're mama's got one leg. talk about let's kick it.
i wish that i could be like juan, i'd always have it going on.
i'd always know just what to say and girls would never call me gay anymore.
he likes nas and dre. he does things his own way. his personality's inspiring.
he makes real good jokes. he feels no need to smoke because his only hobby's basketball playing. (code green)
i wrote this song about our friend juan because he's one of the few people who we felt deserved his own song.
I once thought that we somehow could be a little more than friends
but now i guess we're through, i'll say that it's not you. i know this is the end
we've been doing this so long. but how can i go on. there's nothing more that we can do. i know this isn't fun but in more ways than one, i no longer care for you
and now the love is gone
you'll say that it's not so
i think we should move on
look forward to tomorrow
this is an old song. it's pretty embarassing looking at these lyrics. i don't remember why or how i wrote it when i didn't even have a girlfriend. i like the music though.
what's up i haven't seen you in a while. it's nice to see your smile. not really cuz i hate to see you this way. you're just annoying you're no fun. i'm sure it's all the crack you've done.
one too many tweaked out nights alone. drunk by noon and always stoned. it's obvious to see that you have changed. you're not yourself you are lame.
i can tell the drugs fucked up your brain. intelligence you feign. drugs are ok every now and then but you've done enough to kill an elephant.
one too many tweaked out nights alone. drunk by noon and always stoned. it's obvious to see that you have changed. you're not yourself you need help...
not again strung out again drunk again dumb again. she'll never be the same
not again strung out again drunk again dumb again. she'll never be the same
don't you hate people who smoke themselves retarded?
So i guess he hasn't called you back. honestly what did you expect? he's distant, needy, and he's making a fool out of you. pretend that everything is fine. that deadbeat dad's no friend of mine. you need to understand that maybe he is not the one for you.
You're in a world of your own making obviously you are taking the oblivious and ignorant way out. believe in everything you're told. if it sounds good then you are sold. i never liked to hear your stories anyway.
Deep down you know my words are true. I know he's not the one for you should run away with me from him. we'll be together till the end.
If it's so cool there at his house then why don't you move there right now. you're right you're wrong you're right you're wrong i think you're scared. you can do anything you want because he'll catch you when you fall but what will happen when your safety net's not there.
Deep down you know my words are true. I know he's not the one for you should run away with me from him. we'll be together till the end.
this seems to be a crowd favorite and some say it's the best written nosense song. we've got so many songs about jesus, we're up there with dogwood.
I'll burn our bridges to the ground.
why do you always bring me down?
nobody likes me but it's not as if i care.
someone breaks free and you continue your blank stare.
waste your time and waste your money. you're an idiot.
how do you feel so special when following your flock?
they all thought i had a problem with my attitude.
but i was thinking for myself when i was being rude.
I never wanted to see you succeed.
but i'll never win and you won't admit defeat.
don't expect the best in life to come from retribution.
learn about life on your own. draw your own conclusions.
One of the many nosense songs about christianity. This is the fourth and hopefully last one.
you're the mooger on the counter. mike is a child. he's a chumper child. he's on chapstick. sean's like a whale but more like a child. Will is the opposite seatbelt and he's not really a sea animal. he's in game boy games and comic books based on game boy games.
i'm not the end of the world. you're not the oppositte seatbelt. we're both foiling over and we're all sea animals and big cats.
flo is the green lantern. nixon is a narwhal. jake is a slightly darker fish but not quite. mike g. is a leopard. fraggle rock.
wade is a catfish. some are superheroes like wil. wil's a superhero. flo too. steve's furniture is robots. billy is an iceberg. trust me disbelievers.
max is a puma and kind of a superhero. chris is the gamesmaster. sagan's a goldfish. vicky's a superhero and a fish. eric is mystery. dog is just dog. dierde is agile like the great cat. david is the long arm of justice. (let's kick it)
if you want to know what this song means you'll just have to ask me in person.
You make me want to write a song about you.
Everything reminds me of how rad you are.
And when i'm feeling down i just think about your smile.
Forget about my problems for a while.
You make my insides feel so great.
You make my underpants feel tight.
You make me feel like everything's alright.
Everyone is lame except for you.
This is my little attempt at satire. too many bands are singing crappy songs about girls and people swear they are rad. you know who i'm talking about. most of it is completely devoid of lyrical prose or wit. just because Jawbreaker and Blink did it doesn't mean you should.
Today we lost our friend. we're left with experience and memories and broken hearts to mend. we'll never be the same after everything he gave.
So don't raise your fist. thank for what he brought us. his graciousness and love. we'll never lose sight of everything you are. you inspire me.
Everyone is sad but when you appreciate his strength and the effect that he had you know we're so much better off for having known him.
So don't raise your fist. thank for what he brought us. his graciousness and love. we'll never lose sight of everything you are. you inspire me.
This song is about our friend Scott who died from Leukemia. he gives us inspiration and hope.
(just take) everything i want in life, everything i'd sacrifice for. take my dreams and make me feel like (poopy). I always end up fighting losing battle no denying. take my dreams and make them something more.
I will never make you proud. I will always let you down. I'll take my life. I'll take it back. I'll get my life on the right track. I'm not going to follow your masterplan.
Raise me healthy raise me humble. Catch me when i fall i stumble. you expect me to live on my own. (four more years) But when i try to stay out late i'm immature you're so irate. explain to me the double standard.
I will never make you proud. I will always let you down. I'll take my life. I'll take it back. I'll get my life on the right track. I'm not going to follow your masterplan.
simple teenage angst with a little college consideration thrown in.
Everybody wants to see a star but to me it seems so hard. Can we be better than the rest? it's obvious that their success is arbitrary. isn't that scary.
Your lies made you appear to be so weak, ugly, insecure. nothing is for sure. but who can i count on? anyone? not anyone that makes it seem so bad. i'll forget the fun we had.
Everybody wants to see me falling down but when will all those people know they just tend to annoy me so much for my stupid plan. are you content with what have cuz it will all be over soon.
Gave up his freedom for his faith. I never thought i'd see the day you let me down. Growing up, beaten down. institution that i frown upon. what we've been taught is wrong.
Everybody wants to see a star but to me it seems so hard. but who can i count on? anyone? not anyone that makes it seem so bad. i'll forget the fun we had.
I've never been this happy yet i still remember every shitty thin you gave to me. I don't want to talk about it. can i move on? this is the best time of my life.
I had a fun summer. i wrote about a lot of the stuff that happened and mooshed it into a single song and it seems to make sense. everyone seems to like it so you should too.
don't look so down
you scream til you feel blue
passionate yet so aloof to the quiet one who cares so much that the pain prevents from driving safe.
amid a sea of empathy i see you swim with me
when you're silent you seem unhappy. i feel so sad.
you speak, you say the wrong thing and seem out of place
negative. i feel so negative. i don't see the beauty in your eyes.
why can't i put my arms around you.
frown upon my contemplation
i can't drink away my sorrow.
i feel so cold and so alone
i brought this on myself.
it's hard to write positive songs when you feel so sad.
i still like this song though because it usually reminds me of how unsad i am.
driving down this darkened road i turn and face my driver. never felt so content all the time. everyone is digging it we're keeping up our record of hanging out and shit every night.
remember the good old days, we'd pile in bill's chevrolet. i'll never leave this memory lake. i enjoy these good old days. never take sides against your crime family.
inner conflict at its height still nicer than this world of spite. the real world just seems so uninviting. this town just seemed so boring til i found stupid jokes to bring a smile to my face every time.
it's about growing up in a crime family. i only recently joined a crime family but am still growing up so i feel it's valid.
I am in your petri dish
i am your genesis
wrapped inside placental membranes of emotion.
experiment with me
negligently
negatively reinforce your inherent creed.
yet again idle before this machine that i hate
in awe of what others have
circumstances i cannot create
you spread your wings and entertain yourself
never call home or write
this work of art is consolation my inabilty of flight
here i am left to die by this child who has captured fireflies
i won't be wiser from this i can see
i continue despite warning.
now i am sealed in this jar i've been carrying around.
fake this smile pretend for a while
song and dance i lie more than you know.
disappointment makes my day. insecurity abound.
capture me and let me die. girl i am your firefly.
a little extended metaphor. kind of like god complex. i wrote the words and jake wrote the music.
Just leave the light on where you stay
i promise i won't go away
this disposition hasn't interrupted yet
i'll leave you to your thoughts
but i'll be in the background
i never sleep, i'm watching all those promises i keep.
don't be scared. you can leave this all behind if you want.
let's make this clear let's do this right
i've got you in my arms tonight.
this is my favorite song.
The look of lust is in his eyes tonight
he's feeling so confident
everybody wants to see a spark
conversations orchestrated, meetings were necessitated. no complaints from me.
and this city looks so miniscule. it's so much better now with you. i can see myself from here.
now i'm waiting for you, longing for you, so afraid that i will bore you. i want, i want you.
this is my first acoustic song and i really dig this acoustic band/singer called bright eyes.
drenched in bitter apathy from angry friends and family. the bad times have returned significant. and these victim eyes admit defeat. concede to shattered sympathies. this pack of wolves embraces what you'll never become.
i just want to be alone from intelligent illusions where i won't feel so bad to be myself.
you're wrong. so tired. go home before you're exposed.
forget. hold on to your strength, neuroses, and your fear. they all brought you here
nothing feels good anymore. nothing is left worth trying for. trust me to communicate failure. and i think it's kind of funny how one or two bad days can ruin your life.
everything will be ok except for now and later today and every single day that i awake.
life can't be simpler. stress only serves to depress. my hands are numb. i'll wonder what i couldn't see ass i starve myself to sleep.
i wrote another depressing song i guess. what do you expect.