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Well Earned Riot


It’s a well earned riot!

We can’t afford to stay
We can’t accept your words
We have the upper hand

Violence

is coming fast your way
we been held down for too long
it’s time we had our say

Riot

is what we have to say
we’ll throw it in your face
this is your judgment day

We are for our cause
we’ll take to the streets
Nothing will stand in our way
we’ll kick you in the teeth

Kill Your Boss


Calls you on a Saturday and says you have to work
it’s 7 in the morning you know you wanna

Kill your boss

Work is piling up on you just can’t get a break
stare a the computer screen you know you wanna

Kill your boss

Staring at the screen you don’t wanna work
he’s such a little jerk

Calls you on a Saturday and says you have to work
it’s 7 in the morning you know you wanna

Kill your boss

Work is piling up on you just can’t get a break
standing in a big ol’ pit you know you wanna

Kill your boss

You’re standing in a pit you don’t wanna work
he’s such a little jerk

The masters had slaves your boss has you
The bastards have ways to make you crawl
one day he’ll suffer at your hand

Calls you on a Saturday and says you have to work
it’s 7 in the morning you know you wanna

Kill your boss

Work is piling up on you just can’t get a break
you’re staring at a pile of shit you know you wanna

Kill your boss

Your’re staring at the shit you don’t wanna work
he’s such a fuckin jerk

Double Breakdown


Sometimes I scream at a wall whenever I don’t understand
Sometimes it’s not my fault, get rid of this pain in my head!

Try to reason it never makes sense
Keeping t together then lose it again

Nothing will change my ways I’m walking around in a haze
Producing this deadly phase

Try to reason it never makes sense
Keeping it together then lose it again

This time I’m seeing the truth
My mind is going straight down

Pass Out


What makes you drink?
Is it your fault?
You hit the floor
Spew in the sink
Another chance
comes around
a beer thrown in your face

It’s nothing new
nothing left to do
trying not to think

It makes you sick
Still you don’t think
You taste the curb
Does it get worse?
Yeah, another chance
comes around and
a beer thrown in your face

We’re all Passed Out
We’re all Knocked Out
We’re on the Floor
at the record store

Bull Dog


This fight is not won over easy
This fight can not be taken lightly
When you’re treated like a dog
You learn to bite, you hold your ground
You won’t beg, you will not heal
You know what’s right, You Don’t Back Down

The cops crack down but you never saw it coming
The clubs close down so the bands start running
That’s what you get when dividing a scene. No it’s not, it’s not our fault...

Support The Troops, Kill The President


A president is supposed be sane
Our leaders need half a brain
We’re not the ones that started this way
but we’ll be the ones to even the score

Support the troops
Kill the president

The country needs to change its ways
the change needs to start today
otherwise it’s going away

Believe in the lies
and nothing will change...

Absence of the truth
We’re buried in the lies
How much should we take?
How many lives at stake?

One Way System


Sick pleasure
running in and out of your brain
Naked aggression
hurting yourself in vain

One way system
one way system in play

Deep depression
driving everyone insane
Self torture
take in everybody’s pain

One way system
one way system in play

And you take, and you take, everybody’s pain
Any you drive, and you drive everyone insane
And you hurt, and you hurt yourself in vain
self in vain
look inside
you’re the one to blame

Stained Sheets(A Visit from The King)


Here comes the king he’s got the need to feed
He’ll give you a sandwich on his knees
Like a thief he travels in the night
And nothing’s gonna stop his plight

This time you’re on his breakfast plan
A meal for more than any man

Everyone is down with The Clown
You know we’ll be coming to your town
You’ll find him hiding under your bed
He’ll make sure you’re well fed

This time you’re on his breakfast plan
A meal for more than any man

The king he’s got the need to feed
He’ll give you a sandwich on his knees
He’s always got something good to eat
Give you a message in your sheets

This time I hope that you don’t mind
Stained sheets, stained sheets!
He’ll give you more than you deserve

No Decision


Who says I have to think about today
When nothing ever seems to really fit
I try again there is no other way
Nothing ever changes but the law

That’s my decision, that’s all I got
You say that’s no decision, I’ll say that you’re wrong

It’s your mistake to have to decide
what counts as another man’s fate
I should think if I had to decide
I might just be too late

You Bastards


This doesn’t make any sense
You gotta give back all that you take
And the one time that you earned it yourself
Those bastards come and ruin it all

We’ll fight the war with you bastards
‘til we all end up in hell

We shouldn’t give it a rest
you gotta make time for everything that you get
before those bastards take it away

Holy Scroll, Toilet Roll


Can’t take no more of your religious lies
Your pious garbage is messing with our lives
It’s time to end this righteous child’s game
Don’t look at us, you’re the one to blame

Religious nonsense, it won’t last
You holy rollers best think fast
Don’t give us something to wipe our ass

The moral right is driving me insane
Forget this mess there’s nothing left to gain
We won’t be just another useless tool
Don’t bother us, we won’t be your fool

Betrayed!
Betrayed!

The moral right is driving me insane
It’s time to end this righteous child’s game

Don’t look at us, you’re the one to blame

Carbuncle


This time
This thing’s getting in the way
You are not going to change
I ain’t taking it no more
This thing’s coming to a head,
but it’s never gonna change me.

This was going nowhere
It’s puss-filled and growing in size
You piss-poor excuse for a friend
You make me sick

Guess what
You are getting in my face
I can’t take another disgrace
One time challenge it
No more.
This thing’s growing to a head
Never gonna change me.

This was going nowhere
It’s puss-filled and growing in size
You piss-poor excuse for a friend
You make me sick.

This was getting in my face
You are going out disgraced
I can’t take it no more
This thing’s coming to a head
But it’s never gonna change me.

This was going nowhere
It was puss-filled and growing in size
You piss-poor excuse for a friend
You make me sick.

Smash & Grab


We will take any chance
we will take any chance
One stop make it the last
one stop make it the last
come on....

We're gonna rob
Gonna make that grab
Give us a chance
we'll do it again
Give us a chance
we'll do it again

And we will take any chance
we will take any chance
One stop make it the last
one stop make it the last
it's your ass!

We're gonna rob
Gonna make that grab
Give us a chance we'll do it again
Give us a chance we'll do it again

We
Will
Smash
and grab!

Gashuffer


Ride!
Down to the race track
gonna make cash.
Got a brand new stock car
kickin' your ass.
Wait for the green flag
gonna let fly.
Gashuffer Moonshine
that's my ride.
Hey how can I pass this by
when you're my ride.

Into the pitstop
gotta get gas
Wait for the middle lane
gonna let go.
He's gonna pass me
outta my way.
Gashuffin Moonshine
that's my way.
And why should we
drive this scene patiently.

Down to the race track
gonna make cash.
Got a brand new stock car
kickin' your ass.
Wait for the green flag
gonna let fly.
Gashuffer Moonshine
that's my ride.
How can I pass this by
when you're my ride!

Ludlow


I don't care if we stay out late
Walk right out I can find an eight
Let's go out where the trouble's high
and find a place to trash all night,
wake up torn up from a fight
You can find it on this street
so get your ass up on your feet!
And come on down to the Lower East

Ludlow Street fucked my head
Ludlow Street gonna wind up dead

I dont care if you have the time
if you dont know me then that's just fine
Just dont call me on the phone
and leave me hangin on my own
Come on by you know this street
So get your ass to the Lower East

Ludlow Street
fucked my head
Ludlow Street
gonna wind up dead

It's my life, not my fault
Every single day is thrown away.
What's the use, drowning here
grab a fifth and another beer

Gotta drink, gotta drink
gotta drink tonight (4x)

Ludlow Street
fucked my head
Ludlow Street
gonna wind up dead

Everything's Gone Wrong


Hate to avoid
You're not making sense
What's the point
There is no right
It's all gone wrong in the end.

Everything is going wrong
Everything is going wrong
Everything is going wrong
Everythink is going wrong today

Why should I come on out and complain?
What's the use
It's just abuse
It's all gone wrong today
(chorus)

Make the change
From who I wanted to be
But I'm out of luck
Just my lot
It's all gone wrong in the end!
(chorus)

Used Cars


Want to get me somethin really used
Aint never gonna waste my time
Gotta get my shit on the road
but Im never gonna have to pay
No way!

But it's not here
it's in the back
just hit the gas

Im never gonna get on the road
Im never gonna get me a loan
Im never gonna make it on my own
No!

Cuz it's not here
It's in the bank
Just smash the glass

This guy's gonna get in my way
This guy's gonna have to pay
One time Im gotta make him see
Hey!

But he's not here
He's in the back
Just kick his ass

Gotta get somethin really used
I wont take your abuse
Gotta get me somethin really fuckin used

And it's not there
It's in the bag
Just hit
the gas!

Taking The Fifth


Taking the fifth
Taking the fifth
Taking the fifth
that's my right

Don't bother me with something
that just I did or didn't do.
Don't ask me cuz Im gonna be
damned if Im telling you.
So give your little speech
Go down for your cause
But I won't convict myself
I won't convict myself

Taking the fifth
Taking the fifth
Taking the fifth
That's my right

I'm on trial cuz I'll never be
free to speak my mind
Risk your life and one of these days
you'll be shot down.
So give your little speech
Go down for your cause
But I will never be free
I will never free

Taking the fifth
taking the fifth
takin the fifth
That's my right

N. M. C.


You're fighting the disease,
stuggling for control
There's someone in your face
who just won't go away

What you're trying to say
just ain't getting through.
There's something in the way
and there's nothing left to do.

You're trying to speak
it isn't any use.
There's nothing left to say
you're heading toward abuse.

The arguement's the same
There's nothing left to gain
So do us all a favor and
start sucking up the blame.

You're fighting the disease,
stuggling for control
There's someone in your face
who just won't go away.

You're trying to speak
it isn't any use.
There's nothing left to say
you're heading toward abuse.
you're heading toward abuse!

I'm right
You're wrong
I'm right
You're wrong
Don't wait too long
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