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| Each
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| H.S.B. |
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| Cryin'
On A Couch With No Cushions |
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| Way
Pissed |
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| U.A. |
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| FYAAGTH |
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| Ettiquette |
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| Paycheck
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| Be
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| Domesticated
Manhood Training |
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| Poordumb |
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Each
Day
Each
day I try to understand the politics around me I feel the
need to know how everything works and each day I get more
and more disappointed to know the land we live in is such
fuckin' bullshit and you, you don't know anything capitalism
equals greed You don't like what you see Each day our society
gets more idiotic Stupid people left and right (we hate
it) I don't understand why things have to be this way Why
religion beats on the gays (they've got nothing better to
do) And you, you don't know anything capitalism equals greed
I think your face is turning green And you , you don't know
anything Can you open your eyes?
Cause
In Effect
Your
trash, mostly white, you got no house, got no car just a
rusty trailer and a bike. If you get some money you spend
it on some beer, you where the same concert "T" every day,
the odor brings a tear. You all think you got skills on
an instrument you hardly play. After all the only practice
you get is on the air guitar all day. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock,
Nazi Skinheads suck my cock. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock, you
Nazi Skinheads you all fuckin' suck Your hip Your hop you
lift weights all your life when you get some gas money from
dad you'll cruse till' broad day light. You shit your pants
when you see a punk, you say "his hair looks fucked up man,
he looks like a skunk." You where your Polo "T's" and your
Tommy Hilfiguer pants your worthless skills on the court
are verbally enhanced. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock, Nazi Skinheads
suck my cock. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock, you Nazi Skinheads
you're all ignorant struck. (Nate's beef) Last but certainly
not least it's the most tastiest of our treats the Nazi
clan is the most ignorant of man, and our greatest obstacle
for peace. Their fascist little noggins shining brightly
in the sun. I would take them out with one blast, but violence
is not as fun. I stand up for what I believe in so you can
do the same, but now the mic is in my hand so fuck off and
don't complain. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock, Nazi Skinheads
suck my cock. Anti-buttrock, Anti-jock, you Nazi Skinheads
your… Chicken chokein', Donkey pokin', pole smokin', little
ignorant fucks.
H.S.B.
Through
the halls I find my self standing alone with every one else,
as you two strut by and don't even care. You frown at my
hair and laugh at my clothes, but we know that upstairs
there's nobody home to answer a call you all seem to share.
Yeah maybe you think your popular, maybe you think your
cool But unfortunately that just applies when your at school.
And you think you're the shit cause you're dating him, Well
every one knows that's just cause you give up the rhythm.
Your fighting a battle I've lost before You say it's not
true, but I've seen the score, And that's why …your High
School Bitches. How far will you go before you see your
wrong This might be the truth or just another pointless
song That's right…your High School Bitches. And I don't
care what you think about me Cause I know it's just superficiality
You say cause you don't have time, But I know it's cause
your fuckin' blind, And that's why…your High School Bitches.
Sick and tired I give up all hope for you know… Your intelligence
is that of a stupid-starving cow… Standing in a field with
grass up to her knees… To proud to look down, cause ignorant
is what you must be. So through the halls I find myself
standing alone with everyone else As you two strut by and
don't even care, but you stare. You frown at my hair and
laugh at Nate's clothes, But we know that upstairs there's
nobody home to answer a call you all seem to share. High
School bitches! The halls are filled with too many of your
kind And I'm through dealing with your simple minds. Fuck
off…High School bitches. And don't even try to contest the
single fact That your whole life has just been an act. Thespians…High
School Bitches. To you this might seem like a joke But for
me I know it's my only hope To put you where I think you
belong Not on your knees, but fuckin' gone That's right…High
School Bitches. Your fighting a battle I've lost before
You say it's not true, but I've seen the score, And that's
why …your High School Bitches. How far will you go before
you see your wrong This might be the truth or just another
pointless song That's right…your High School Bitches. And
I don't care what you think about me Cause I know it's just
superficiality You say cause you don't have time, But I
know it's cause your fuckin' blind, And that's why…your
High School Bitches.
Cryin'
on a couch with no cushions...
Power…that
is all he craves Fuck every one else he just wants his own
way. To scared…to venture on his own He's afraid that it
might shut his only door. Runnin' around…with guitar in
hand He thinks he's got some power. He's just a simple man
Or boy should I say…"who cares anyway your second hand I'll
deal with you another day." I'm sick, I'm tired, I'm through
with you If you want to kick my ass, well I've got news
for you. I'm not the only one…yeah there's four of us And
we're all sick and tired of your no good sell-out lust.
The connotation…of your biased words To most of them it
goes unheard. Too much to gain Not enough to loose I'm tellin'
you right now son I'm through with you I'm board, I'm lost
I'm stuck on your crown You tied me up Now I'm nowhere bound
Anger and rage it's all the same I got to get out I don't
want to play your game
Way
Pissed
Hey
you, listen up Female beating rapist fuck What the shit
is wrong with you? You like to struggle when you screw You
loser, you use her How could you abuse her? I just do not
dig your fun How can rape still go on You're problem don't
you see? If you wanna just please rent (Hookers are cheap
these days) You're destroying families You take and rape
without consent Psycho problems heads a mess Why don't you
go slit your wrist? Spilt so many others blood Fuck you,
your end has just begun I'm not the only one who thinks
your time is done Too scared to really meet someone I just
don't fuckin' care Don't wanna hear your excuses What part
of "no" don't get? What's with all the cuts and bruises
Some guys, "What the fuck?!?" Some guys are so out of touch
It's mentally disturbing me Violation some call a hobby
You're problem don't you see? If you wanna just please rent
You're destroying families You take and rape without consent
Psycho problems heads a mess Why don't you go slit your
wrist? Spilt so many others blood Fuck you, your end has
just begun I'm not the only one who thinks your time is
done Too scared to really meet someone To me there's no
excuses With your purchase, there's no refusal to me you
are just so fucking sick If I was the law, I'd chop off
your dick In my town you just can't stay No room left, no
vacancies You can't stop I can't believe YOU CAN'T STOP
I CAN'T BELIEVE ....Again runnin' out of time ...one
last time
Urinary
Analysis
U.A.!!!!
So you finally found a job Pays to be a filthy slob just
like you You walkin' down the street Tryin' to make ends
meet You meet your supervisor He says "U.A.s required!"
Lookin' for some work you say, "Benefits, what's the pay?"
"Nevermind that shit today, come on, take a U.A." You grab
the cup and say okay You know you'll fail it anyways Nevermind
how much you hate it Somethings we must endure If were ever
to cure the minimum wage syndrome. Against the urinal with
a cup When you piss hope for luck, People at the labs are
schmucks You know they dont give a fuck. About you or me
Its just another Bottle Just for this thing i love All this
for smoking bud! I dont want $5.25 Im just trying to survive
I dont want $5.25 whats this u.A lie? (repeat) En espanol...
No quiero tu dinero Chingo tu madre, chapusero U.A.
Fuck
you all and go to hell.
fuck
you all and go to hell, i can't stand your fucking smell,
reaking of your fathers greed, i'm sick of paying your hookers
fee, yeah, yeah, yeah, i don't have what you want, what
you want with my money? I only have whati need, i barely
got enough to eat, living life like sucha slob, go to school
get a job, you make my life a living hell, do all you can
to make me poor. I work my fingers till they bleed, the
IRS keeps takin more, living in hypocracy, sweatin' outta
shitty job, the IRS can drink my pee, for less than what
you really got, Go Away... I don't wanna pay you. Go Away,
All my lifeI'm bein screwed, Go Away,..workin' at my shitty
job, Go Away... for less than what I really got, I don't
even know why you exist, look at all that money that i never
got to fuckin' spend, i hate you all, you yuppie scum, you
can fuckin' drink my piss, look at all that money that i
never got to fuckin' spend, One and one equals the number
of fingers i raise for you, the middle is one the thumb
is two that's right dick that means fuck you, i can't take
another day of sharing the wealth with you , take another
penny and i think i'll fuckin' sue, Fuck you, I don't wanna
pay you and fuckin' more, roll me over, fuck me, just like
a dirty whore
Ettiquette
Got
what you came for, isn't it time to go? I think that there's
something, something you ought to know. Not leavin' my house
man, 'til you load the bowl, he's heading for the door not
if I can help it stop!!! Just started smokin pot, and you
don't know the rules, come over to my house and you play
the stoner fool, when you come around we know we're in for
laughs, devirginize you with knifers, lighting farts right
out your ass, never read a book on how to smoke that shit,
bought a fuckin' ounce and i never got a hit, smoke it til
your cool for a couple of years, then you go to college
and you face up to your fears.... repeat some of the words
and your done.
Paycheck
to Paycheck
Broke
as shit, I've got no cash my car is breaking down again
and I've got no gas, I'm mostly live, check to check, I'm
scrapin' by on pocket change and sometimes less than that.
So whatta ya know got nothin' to show for over 20 years
of living, just six years ago, i started to work, for some
fuckin' jerks, and ever since that day somethin' in me wasn't
right can't distinguish the days i'm working through the
haze, i think i'm fucked up, back and forth through everyday
my life has been lacking human interaction, i work with
slobs, time to find another job Gotta know what life is
all about it's just a constant state of working and just
hangin' out, i think i'm broke again and that's a fact,
if i could save enough for smokes i think i'd have a heart
attack savin' through the week, so i can buy my meat, maybe
i'll eat you and your little doggy too, or maybe i'll be
carvin' man, i'm really starvin' in my head, dyin' for a
piece of bread
Be
Decent
You
laugh when I come around and you think it brings me down
I see that bullshit smirking face, on my own I think I place
ten in the likes of you, time to go so fuckin' choose, I'm
not one to be denied No, I'll be decent. Hangin out with
me and then you're bored. Think I haven't heard it before?
That's why I'll be a big player... don't fuck with me is
all I'm sayin'. No, I'll be decent You laugh when I come
around and you think it brings me down I see that bullshit
smirking face, on my own I think I place ten in the likes
of you, time to go so fuckin' choose, I'm not one to be
denied, no not me it's not this time. No, I'll be decent.
Domesticated
Manhood Training
used
to hang out drink smoke and relax no rules, regulations,
no set backs this is how the story begins and man i'm gonna
tell you, how it ends We're chillin' at a party, man, it's
definite intoxication I see this girl across the room it's
instant masturbation her evil eyes are tractor beams, they're
pullin' me right in Your domesticated manhood training is
about to begin She wasn't lookin for a man she needed some
attention stupid fuck you fell for it, you think with your
erection A piece of ass ain't so great when your losin all
your rights Movies, Dinners, Boring Shit all your lame ass
nites Dockers, flowers, poetry, you're always at her pad
Candy, jewels, teddy bears, you're best friends with her
dad Fighting, Cheating, PMS, you're pickin' up the bill
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, when do get your
fill? You left all your friends and now all you got is her,
you sit around the house all day there's not a fuckin' cure
for the symptoms that you got, it's something you can't
kick You call yourself a man, and I think you're pussy whipped
Repeat chorus and then it's done.
Poordumb
Got
no life, you got no car, you think that sucks that's where
you are, you've been a good kid all your life drink and
smoke all through the night, collapsed and passed out on
the ground dirty dogshit on my brow, it's what I deal with
everyday, it's about time I think I'll say. Oh, my god I'm
stealin' smokes off my friends, I'm eatin outta cans and
I'm drinkin' luke warm Hamms. Oh my god I'm stealin smokes
off my dad, don't matter cuz its just one that he had, oh
my god my mom bought me food again, give me money I'll be
your best friend, got no reason or money, need to win the
lottery.
Urinate
to Celebrate
Fuck!
Matt pissed right in his pants, I think he's got problems
and now he needs depends, So! How did you get so fucked
that you forgot the most important step of all, First! You
walked right in my house without the slightest clue of where
your dick was at, Then! you slipped right in your barf and
landed upside down right on my fuckin' couch. Full of problems
needs depends (x2) Got a problem and it's true, and for
once it's not you or me , more like where Matty peed. Right
in his pants, yes, his pants, it was in his pants he did
the new years celebration fuckin' little dance, Did Matty
Piss His Pants?? NO!! Urinate to Celebrate I wish it wasn't
in my place, Holy shit it looks like Matty missed. Fuck,
Double front flip to the floor results are in now here's
your score. Nice technique, but lacking in his form. (Repeat
some words and your done.)
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