1. |
(Intro)
00:24
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2. |
Straight Lines
02:43
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Couldn't understand what the big man told me
fuck all that shit i'm gonna do it my own way
let me make my own mistakes
you call me a rat and say I won't succeed
i'll pay for what i what and take what I need yeah
that sounds like living to me
(And its plain to see straight lines are killing me whoa oh)
You can tell a lot just by my appearance
but you couldn't even tell that I don't wanna hear it
you don't know shit about me
keep your colored chart i got my street smarts
I am not the one who's afraid of the dark
uncertainty is a shadow in the night
(And its plain to see straight lines are killing me whoa oh)
Gimme a break man, get outta my hair
I'm affected by the feeling in the air
so thick you can cut it with a knife
you try to put a method to the musics madness
I don't mean to sound cliche but you're a fucking fascist
I can feel it in the energy tonight
you can live your life by your written law
but no one calls my shots, fuck you all
(And its plain to see straight lines are killing me whoa oh)
Yeah they're killing me X4
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3. |
Take a Shot at Me
01:20
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Blind fold me with distilled spirits contacts in the dark
you're gonna get the bite if you don't heed the bark
it turned out as i thought
you said I step to cautiously but i never got caught
(Instincts and the smell of insincerity
put out the lights and take a shot at me)
premonition for disaster I knew right from the start
i'm pulled aside told if i'm smart i'll sign the dotted line
I may be stupid and paranoid but iv'e got piece of mind
(Instincts and the smell of insincerity
put out the lights and take a shot at me)
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4. |
Wake Up
02:19
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Wake up and smell the shit there is a whole lot brewing
the all seeing eye is watching everything you're doing
who you are, what you do, where you go and why
when you gonna realize that freedom is a lie
(Paranoid but it's to late, the powers keeping us sedate
what is it you're gonna do, wake up the're watching you)
Born with a number humored with a name
we're all just pawns in the system's game
who are you, what will you do where will you go and hide
when you gonna realize theirs cameras in the sky
(Paranoid but it's to late, the powers keeping us sedate
what is it you're gonna do, wake up the're watching you)
(Paranoid but it's to late, the powers keeping us sedate
what is it you're gonna do, wake up the're watching you)
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5. |
Chet Sings The Blues
03:00
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6. |
I Know Where You Go
01:53
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Daddy's little girl where did you go
biggest secret we all know
jacked up nose and jacked up eyes
no one here believes your lies
(Rocks and blow man I know where you go
head up to the city down to Cicero
take a little ride if you're still alive and crash
at the house where the kids all hide)
(I Know where you go) X4
Hey there buddy why did you leave
I see track marks on your sleeves
you're pale as snow you got jet black nails
how long till your train derails
(Rocks and blow man I know where you go
head up to the city down to Cicero
take a little ride if you're still alive and crash
at the house where the kids all hide)
(I Know where you go) X 8
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7. |
Who You Know
03:55
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I've seen the crusts of the earth shift for just the right kinda man
it's not prophecy it's not destiny but it's still part of the plan
it's a conspiracy and it's sealed in secrecy and it is the ultimate scam
you and I we are nobody cause we're just no friends with the man
Butter 'em up on the company dime
I'll scratch your back if you scratch mine
another sex offender million dollar allies
no connections so she's cry'n never made the headlines
Forget all the issues and where you stand if you're not breaking you're bread with the man
(Its all in who you know, its all in who you know yeah its all in who you know, who do you know) X2
Corporation's kin on the environmental board
clear another acre for another billboard
someone throw the president into the psych ward
he says we'll win the way he's got connections with the lord
Forget all the issues and where you stand if you're not breaking you're bread with the man
(Its all in who you know, its all in who you know yeah its all in who you know, who do you know) X2
(Its all in who you know, its all in who you know yeah its all in who you know, who do you know) ( I'm not shaking hands with the man)
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8. |
Broken Homes
02:54
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(Broken Homes and broken bones John Doe broke Jane's broken nose
it's alright is all she says, same old story till she's dead)
There's a secret location in every city in this nation where the broke and beat-down go when their house is not a home
a victim relocation from a shitty situation to hide from individuals who couldn't grasp the golden rules
Daddy passed away but stepdad is here to stay
reworded tracking moves into being there for you
he took her as his wife and now she's never in the right
he says your kids a mess and he tells er how to dress
She keeps on saying she's alright
but there ain't no shame in saving your life
(Broken Homes and broken bones John Doe broke Jane's broken nose
it's alright is all she says, same old story till she's dead)
He works a hard day so he's entitled to cocaine
she tries to get him help and he shifts the fucking blame
ridicule for dinner and violence for dessert
she says that it's her fault while she's brushing off the dirt
She keeps on saying she's alright
but there ain't no shame in saving your life
(Broken Homes and broken bones John Doe broke Jane's broken nose
it's alright is all she says, same old story till she's dead)
(Broken Homes and broken bones John Doe broke Jane's broken nose
it's alright is all she fucking says, same old story till she's dead)
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9. |
So Sad To Say
01:33
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Another case of beer and my rant fell on deaf ears
sleep'n on the soap box election year
we all sang along to the Redemption Song
but no ones made a movement in oh so long
Passed out on the pedestal you're preach'n to the choir
and the hypocrite's the first one to point out the liar
you say it's not my president cause I didn't vote
you didn't like the captain but you didn't rock the boat
(and it's so sad to say, it so sad its so sad to say
we let things turn out this way
So sad to say, its so sad to say
The problem is we're the only solution and we all want change
but there's no revolution)
Dragging my feet to the beat of my own drum
while the brothers in the middle east are blown to kingdom come
and all the slogans on my shirt and all the flags that i have burnt
all add up to nothing while I'm passed out in the dirt
I sit and bitch about the problems and assume there's no solution
caught a cue from Billy Barty and I came to the conclusion
the key to make a change lies in one hand and it is mine
you can say that I'm wasting my time and I'll tell you I tried
(and it's so sad to say, it so sad its so sad to say
we let things turn out this way
So sad to say, its so sad to say
The problem is we're the only solution and we all want change
but there's no revolution)
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10. |
Ignorance & Apathy
02:58
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This complex rhetoric describes simplistic situations
so riddle me this why'd sheep eat bullshit swayed by our starvation
your'e raised on your knees cant afford to bite the hand that feeds
ignorance is bliss and now its breeding apathy
(No fun, we're all dumb only the rich can rule the nation
no fun, we're all dumb hand over the power with no hesitation)
Starving for some knowledge keep the masses feeling famished
the education needs the funds but the money has all vanished
your'e raised on your knees cant afford to bite the hand that feeds
ignorance is bliss and now its breeding apathy
(No fun, we're all dumb only the rich can rule the nation
no fun, we're all dumb hand over the power with no hesitation) X2
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11. |
Battle 'O Wits
01:38
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Battle of wits bring your fist
anti swastika that don't fit
you're a bigot mother fucker not a fighter I'm a lover
I'm a six string strummer with a heart
(Bottle of Jack and a baseball bat, hard to put 'em in their place
when they're just a fucking mental case.
Knuckles of brass and a skally cap, don't pay em' no attention if they start a fight in your direction)
Tough guy bit you cant quit egotistical fantastic
got an anarchy patch with a hardcore tax and you talk such trash with the best of class
(Bottle of Jack and a baseball bat, hard to put 'em in their place
when they're just a fucking mental case.
Knuckles of brass and a skally cap, don't pay em' no attention if they start a fight in your direction)
I don't fight who's got no life but I swing every time I sing
its a hit not a miss hope you understand this
cause I'm tired of dealing with the likes of your shit
(Bottle of Jack and a baseball bat, hard to put 'em in their place
when they're just a fucking mental case.
Knuckles of brass and a skally cap, don't pay em' no attention if they start a fight in your direction)
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12. |
The Outskirts of Nowhere
02:57
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Who knows what lurks beyond the city lights
we are the ones that go bump in the night
no street signs or county lines
this is a place untouched by the sands of time
(we walk the outskirts of nowhere) (nowhere)
To roam in the unknown we take delight
nocturnal eyes seem to illuminate the night
I hear their chorus in the canopy
a haunting wind complements the melody
(we walk the outskirts of nowhere) (nowhere)
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13. |
Rock 'N Fuckin' Roll
02:15
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It's in the warm breeze on a midsummer night
the cold and empty flicker of a neon light
your first fist fight and your last warm embrace
I've found nothing yet that will ever take its place
(Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll
Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll)
Another warm summer night under the tracks
three chords refresh my memories like photographs
i look back on those days and my state of mind
I find it funny those same ol' songs still pass my time
(Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll
Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll)
You know some people tell me listening to that shit you're dying in the past (yeah whatever) and if its true what they say and this really is the devils music...
then I pray to god, I pray to god the devil takes my soul
(Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll
Whoa oh oh i like that old punk, rock n fuck'n roll)
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14. |
Michael Mulligan
03:09
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Riley walks the streets while everyone's asleep
Always on his feet cause trouble follows where he leads
I heard him speaking tongues down of wounded knee
well you may have caught Ramirez but you'll never catch me
( You may call him miracle mangler
lookout here he comes with his barbwire strangler
he's unstable, living fable
un-dead behind the wheel juggling a mass of steel through the night)
Insane till the end but I still call that kid my friend
he woke up to the bottle the breakfast of the dead
I asked him what he's drinking and this is what he said
my friend this is ammunition for the war that's in my head
( You may call him miracle mangler
lookout here he comes with his barbwire strangler
he's unstable, living fable
un-dead behind the wheel juggling a mass of steel through the night)
Nocturnal rabid animal with movements so mechanical
he's chopping at the bit like his hero Hannibal
intentional wounds explain the rules
point two fingers to your temple now you're running with the devil
Jon Riley
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16. |
Rain Comin'
02:07
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(I tried to tell 'em all that the rain was coming
no one would listen to me
now we're knee deep in shit creek saying no one could have foreseen
and i'll just hold my breath when the wolves start howling
let them come crawling to me)
The sky is falling down in Aurora
the eastern lights have swallowed the night
look what they've done to my Luna's sparkling eyes
the brothers packed their bags for Winona
if Luna's gone there is no doubt
we've upset the natural order and were checking out
I spoke for those who could not speak
and no one would listen to me
push comes to shove now its retaliate and not retreat
I hate to say i told you so but karma's a bitch and i hope you know
you don't shit where you're gonna sleep
the ground will crumble at your feet
fault lines gonna open up swallow us and start a new
(I tried to tell 'em all that the rain was coming
no one would listen to me
now we're knee deep in shit creek saying no one could have foreseen
and i'll just hold my breath when the wolves start howling
let them come crawling to me)
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17. |
Dead Glory
02:01
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The casualties of war are treated so casually
detach yourself from outrage you knew there'd be fatalities
another so called hero fights a bullshit cause
another dead kid gets a round of applause
(No justice, no peace, no dignity
Cant speak for yourself when your'e deceased
No justice, no peace, no dignity
don't glorify my death with your lies and deceit)
The kid could not afford to go to school
he broke down and joined the Army like a lot of kids do
war broke out, he was shipped to Iraq
he caught a round of friendly fire right in the back
cover it up don't let him die in vain
let freedom and liberty take the blame
(No justice, no peace, no dignity
Cant speak for yourself when your'e deceased
No justice, no peace, no dignity
don't glorify my death with your lies and deceit)
They don't what you to know
that I didn't wanna go, I didn't die
what they fed you was lies
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18. |
Molotov Cocktail
02:50
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They got us work'n 7 days a week
we're on a deadline that no mortal man can meet
so life on the clock and I haven't seen a dime
if pay day don't come soon I'm gonna lose my mind
Dirty rags and a bottle of ale
incinerate the estate with a molotov cocktail
(Try to make some money but it ain't no fun
when no one gets paid till the job gets done
lets drop the hammer and go on strike
If we can put it up we can surely bring it down)
You'll get your money upon delivery
hitchhike to the site I cant afford the gasoline
so I'm dammed if I do and I'm dammed if I do
I'm getting screwed I'm in a catch 22
Dirty rags and a bottle of ale
incinerate the estate with a molotov cocktail
(Try to make some money but it ain't no fun
when no one gets paid till the job gets done
lets drop the hammer and go on strike
If we can put it up we can surely bring it down)
Breakdown
Hey Ho Hey Ho
Hell No We wont go
Try to make some money but it ain't no fun
and no one gets paid till the job gets done
lets drop the hammer and go on strike
If we can put it up we can bring this fucker down
with dirty rags and a bottle incinerate the estate
with a molotov cocktail
Low on funds I'm a loaded gun
if I cant eat gonna kill someone
better pay up now or its the ladder
at this p
oint nothing else matters
Dirty rags and a bottle of Ale
Incinerate the estate
with a molotov cocktail
hell no we wont go X8
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19. |
Jimmy
04:06
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It's not that late at night
you're a little fucked up but you're alright, you can drive
drive on down to the riverside and take a dive
the water can't be less than two feet high, you'll never die
Your'e a fucked up dude and I'm sorry that you do all the stupid shit we tell you to
(Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
okay we get it you're the fire proof kid
okay we get it you've got rocks in your head
Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
we don't need no water pour the beer on his legs
I don't care if we drain another keg)
that moonshine's 200 proof
if you're feeling good then jump off the roof, you chipped your tooth
well that because we untied your shoes, when you where born
did the doctor slap your head instead or did you just eat lots led
Your'e a fucked up dude and I'm sorry that you do all the stupid shit we tell you to
(Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
okay we get it you're the fire proof kid
okay we get it you've got rocks in your head
Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
we don't need no water pour the beer on his legs
I don't care if we drain another keg)
Yeah its getting late at night
and you're pretty fucked up but i'm alright, no you cant drive
go chill out by the fire's light, so he takes a dive
now your ass is grafted to your calf you stupid mother fucking piece of trash
Your'e a fucked up dude and I'm sorry that you do anything we fucking tell you to
(Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
okay we get it you're the fire proof kid
okay we get it you've got rocks in your head
Jimmy get out of the fire Jimmy your legs are on fire
we don't need no water pour the beer on his legs
I don't care if we drain another keg)
go Jimmy!
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He's got this feeling that seeing is believing
but if he knew you he'd rather start anew
cause you're a harlot
you'll get what you want
you'll rip his hear out
and make him just like you
you're a stone cold bitch you treat him like shit
(Don't fuck around with love
the kid is broken hearted
don't fuck around with love
he's faithful you're departed
dont fuck around with love
birth of an alcoholic
dont fuck around with love
those 3 words are hypnotic)
Kiss and tell yeah (oh yeah) she was good as well
its a game now and I think you're fucking foul
cause your'e a dickweed
You'll get what you want
you'll rip her heart out and
make her just like you
you're a hard up prick
you treat her like shit
(Don't fuck around with love
the kid is broken hearted
don't fuck around with love
he's faithful you're departed
dont fuck around with love
birth of an alcoholic
dont fuck around with love
those 3 words are hypnotic)
Well. you fall in love but is it more than fun
will they stand by you when the shit starts getting thick
I know it's just one guy's advise love comes in different types
just be true to your heart don't let them tear you apart
it takes much much more than sex so put their soul to the test
all that I ask is that
Don't Fuck Around with love X6
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21. |
Runaway
06:52
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For too long i looked in her eyes and could not realize
the reds in her whites that used to shine so bright
were just reflections of my own bone dry eyes
are cashed into the future I flashed
a long and lonely life was heading my way
so I hit the road run run like a river flows
thought I'd escape it on open highway
(No matter how I try I just can't seem to pass it by
it's just a runaway song
the opportunity's severely overwhelming me
gotta leave this house to find a home whoa oh)
I left town with nothing more than a coin filled coffee can
recycled cigarettes an extra pair or pants and a bottle filled with all of my failures to see what you saw in me
but if i'm looking back this car will crash
can't you see I've changed I've gone slightly deranged
and I'm not coming back till I can say for sure I'm sane
(No matter how I try I just can't seem to pass it by
it's just a runaway song
the opportunity's severely overwhelming me
gotta leave this house to find a home whoa oh) X2
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