It's your lucky day.
This is also our current set list without "Longest Years"
"Stick To what You Think You Know"
"Enemy " (formely known as Anarchy USA)
"At First"
"ConSPIRACY"
"An Army Of None"
"The Longest Years"
"Skull and Bones Society" (Instamental)
"Wanker"
"Deep Diggin"
"The Sullen Banshee"
"My Friends are turning emo"
Stick to what you think you know, you won't accept my view,
Just don't come crawling back to me when they start killing you.
Ignore me peacefully, everyone else seems to,
I don't know what I thought I saw, no use left in you!
Written by Kyle, It's Catchy.
The president of the U.S. makes me really pissed,
maybe that's because I'm an anarchist!
All the crap he does makes me want to say
"Our president needs to really fucking pay!!"
(chorus)
It's time for you to stop, your bubble needs to pop,
because what you say enemy is in the U.S.A.
Just wipe that stupid grin, right off your fucking chin,
because you have yet to pay, Enemy is in the U.S.A.
ENEMY! USA! ENEMY! USA!
Then Bush acts like everything is cool but,
he actually just looks like one big tool.
3rd world countries are poor, Bush thinks they need a war,
and cause he thinks they're all set, he takes whatever's left
(chorus)
Written by Ian
You'd liketo trade it in,
Just for a little sin.
But that's the way it goes,
Near the end before it slows.
You are misfortunate,
I could bet on it.
The way you just did,
But you're no longer a little kid.
(chorus)
Is it right or is it wrong.
You're just craving from this song.
Now life is going good,
Just like I hoped it could.
I Couldn't imagine it for me,
But now this song is crappy.
Now who really cares,
It's just not our style.
So what has gone on,
That has begun to make me smile.
(chorus)
Written by Kyle, how I would write a song on getting laid. Even though you all know I could never get laid.
Our rights decievingly are apressed,
each one taken without much adress.
Could this be part of something more,
this is what they had in store.
(Chorus)
It's a Conspiracy! It's a Conspiracy!
More than meets the eye.
It's a Conspiracy! It's a Conspiracy!
cheat us and watch us die.
It's a Conspiracy! It's a Conspiracy!
Less is told than is heard.
It's a Conspiracy! It's a Conspiracy!
They say this song is absurd
Goverment has our lifes in their hand,
once they're through we trickle out like sand.
Voting is so useless if we have no say,
For it is all rigged upon election day!
(chorus)
War is not the answer nor the need,
Goverment uses this as their seed.
Lookin on goverment climbs the family tree,
It was not an option to be completely free!
(chorus)
Written by Kyle, inspired by what we don't know.
Gun shot soundenin the air,
Bullets flying everywhere.
You think you're fighting to be free,
That's not what it says to me.
You're gun is next to your friend,
A grenade has just made his end.
(chorus)
I have my army of none,
I will not die for no one.
I have my army of none,
I will not die for no one.
I won't fight
Now they recruit for the war,
The one I am not dying for.
It's only to enforceour beliefs,
Then say that's all for peace.
As they brainwash the kid,
He just wants to fight, the goverment said.
(chorus)
Written by Kyle.
He ignored the congress, and the econemy.
Targeting poor countries, to be the enemy.
How long did it take you, to piss off everyone?
Don't worry mister president next turn you don't have to run.
(chorus)
Let's prepare for the longest years
Information sucked right from you!
You're already in the longest years
Don't believe the crap they tell you.
It is so pointless, I won't buy into it.
To control all, stupid nazi shit.
Some people want war, some could give a fuck.
The way you're seemed to driving, I'll jump off the truck.
(Chorus)
Written by kyle, inspired by G.W. Bush, keep up the good work.
Wanker (untraditional)
(Chorus)
Daniel, Yeah? Wanker!! Yeah!!
Ian, No. Wanker!! No!!
Kyle, What? Wanker!! Ok!!
Written by Ian and Kyle. Cause you know everyone is a Wanker.
I left myself so futreless to say,
By all the things, I do my own way.
I guess that's my fault for what I believe.
Cause the fact of the information I recieve....
Wait A minute!?
(Chorus)
Could this be what I was looking for?
Will I have to search much more?
I thought perhaps that I struck gold.
What it is cannot be told.
Working harder even more than before,
This ideal thought is much more of a chore.
Soon I will expose what I have found.
Unforunatly it's much worse than it sounds.
Is this it!?
(Chorus)
Written by Kyle, I wrote it about digging up what it is that we aren't being told.
The skeletons will serve from their rotting decay,
For the post nuke war has left them this way.
The nucular waste has left few to spare,
Quickley to wonder how life became unfair.
Now the sky has been torched and destroyed,
Pathetic in how simple this could've been a void.
(Chorus)
All that is left are ghosts that just scream,
Wailing in the filth of their awful dream.
You can't escape it, you only wish you could,
Just start to rebuild, I only doubt you would.
Rightful owners of the nucular panimoss,
No wonder but the U.S. who'm claims to be the boss.
and yet we all thought they where disarmed years ago.
Well I shall tell you friend, I much doubt it so.
And the arm race really wasn't a big help,
Since now these people are living in hell.
(Chorus)
Written by Kyle, this son is about nucular war. Which I am afraid may happen very soon from all these horrible things happening in the world.