FOILED AGAIN
Realizing itīs too late Destiny turns to
fate Realizing itīs to late now [Repeat] Now you say itīs over and the monkeyīs
off your back All it took was valium and a couple of six packs So once again
youīve lied and your story remains the same Beacuse misery loves companty and
youīre the one to blame Itīs Your life and itīs always the same Itīs your life
and itīs always the same to me
BURY THE HATCHET
I canīt recall the hurting words
that I once said So long ago, still indignation clouds your head And itīs enough
to know the pain of losing friends You perpetuate certain sensless hate and I
can picture you today as you say "I used to know that guy" And as you speak they
watch your face split in two And when you see me Itīs always, hey Joe, how is it
goin' bro? where have you been man? We used to be such good friends Two-faced,
you donīt care You know what you can do with it I canīt pretend and there you go
again You ought to bury the hatchet and leave behind all of the lies and your
disguise You know that I just want to bury the hatchet How much more will you
permit? Think about it youīll admit you and I have got to bury the hatchet Am I
really all that bad? Sometimes I second guess Often times I wonder why my head
is such a mess But put yourself in my shoes and picture if you can All these
insecuriries create that bitter sad man you see hurting Not me I forgive, I
forget I wonīt say the things Iīll regret Not this time I will stop, but just
between you and me itīs a loss I canīt recall the hurting words that I once said
So long ago, still indignation clouds your head 'Cause itīs enough to know the
pain of losing friends Fingers point at you Isnīt that what a child would do?
And as you speak theyīd watch your face split in two And when you see me Itīs
always, hey Joe, how is it goin' bro? where have you been man? We used to be
such good friends Two faced, you donīt care You know what you can do with it
Hypocrite Donīt give me that shit
ANGRY DAYS
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now
Inside your head lives an old scene MR. Punk Sad and hating everyone Your excuse
is old The way you felt has left you hating yourself Cause everyone is so
confused You never worked for a cent Self-destructive you pay your debt Cause
you miss another time when all your friends were divine Now all of them have
gone or changed Do you still live in angry days? But when youīve lost someone
you love When your mask is taken off Does life cut you down to size? Does it
open up your eyes? Beacuse they all have found their way as you struggle through
your maze You built those walls of hate Donīt tell me itīs too late
NOBLE END
He grew up with nothing He lived and died
poor a father of four He left his family temporarily for a future based on words
of chicanery They said join the Army Join the Navy He joined the Marines and his
children were proud but exhaltation was exhausted and patronage died when this
expendable number left his family of five Imposture and all that man wanted was
to provide a better existence for his kids and wife An investment that cost him
his life A family of ethics has... A fatality of war can't be noble enough to
justify the loss of life so young Continental security Atonement, there's no
such thing There was no hero in the end Only letters of resent, remorse, regret
Bitter resent Imposture and all those boys wanted was to be alive, a return of
existence yet so many died and those who returned were alone with nothing
awaiting at home Again the headlines read "A Noble Soldier Finds A Noble Ending"
They are the ones who can be done without Expendable numbers forgotten no doubt
A family of ethics has died
CHILD INSIDE
Too many hangars in the closet A clutter
of confusion Too little rectitude to hold a moral absolute Too much distinction
to relate to them Irresolutions we contemplate with no end In this world of give
and take And what we refer to as maturity from emotional need to technology has
you, a cultured seed of your society, lacking ability to feel clemency I'm
surprized we still bleed into the abyss of despair that's hiding the child
Compassion you would not dare admit to have experienced Do you regret looking
back? A penitent confessing his sins The child inside of me recalls a time of
purity, an outlook of release You remember Confident that you were able A future
laid out on your table Running through memories a child is free The world
restored you see I see The child inside of me
BAD MOON RISING
[written by John Fogerty]
BEER GOGGLES
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd
is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin'
Woodstock And you can probably see that we're not all that tight A couple more
drinks will alter your sight That does not mean fight I'm not saying I have to
be drunk but tequila shots make it more fun I'm havin' fun [Chorus] Oh, Beer
Goggles I love to put them on Next to eachother at the bar She's thinkin' he's
the one I'm thinkin' where's my car She thinks I look good Obviously she didn't
smell that fart "Oh, what kind of cologne is that you're wearing?" Hey man, it's
a start "Hi, my name's Barbie" "My name's Ken" The perfect couple 'cause we're
drunk in the head I'm drunk again [Repeat Chorus] And one size fits all!!!
INSPECTOR GADGET
[instrumental]
PARENTS GUIDE TO LIVING
Wasting his days and his
nights Nothing's changed Nothing's right He has no sense of pride Sees no
respect in his parents eyes and why should he care? No one ever cared for him?
Wasting her nights and days Sixteen with a child God wouldn't have it any other
way And then they told her of shame and that impurity made her bed no fuckin'
CHOICE She took two lives instead All these worthless nights All these wasted
days Down the path I follow you because who am I? Denial I still care but it's
my life in despair Laughing harder In self-concious I've played my last
solitaire That shirt's too tight to wear Wasting my days nad nights Nothings
changed Nothings right I know I'm not exactly the parents guide to living but
it's the road less traveled in this world so unforgiving and I've lost count of
score
MR. COFFE
Morning has broken MR. Coffee has spoken
The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor
with a thud Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug? I can now face the day on
legal speed (The American way) I'm sketching I'm seizing I'm spazing I'm shaking
I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt I-I-I'm wired I'm so inspired I
drank the entire pot so off to work Here I come to save the day on legal speed
(The American way) Drinking coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
OF MIND AND MATTER
They spoke bravely It opened our
eyes We swallowed their pride A new era So whee is the new advise It seems the
older methods no longer suffice The very oldeest if thoughts cast into the mold
of these new times Vindictive, he raises his fist The animal is instinctive
Everyone desires peace but indread of war, still arms increase Perpetual with
only one end When that savage nature destroys them all All is written All is
forgiven All is lived again After all, this worthless progress is progress made
for change After all these vain advances does that concerned animal value his
life? Cornered Human nature alive
STOP WHINING
Can't you see we the people can make
the choices You and I must raise our voices To build a future where we belong
Revoke oppression and right and wrong But do you vote or do you only complain Do
you just carry on in vain As your economy crashes, your country goes to war The
deficit Their answer to tax the poor But you may never know what you refuse to
learn Do you work the system or do you get burned? Do you ignore your abilities
or your intellect? Are you obselete? An easy out, you forget it all but it's the
hardest path and you chase to follow You wouldn't speak for yourself and now
you're spoken for This is something you can not ignore It's time for you to
notice the things that die with no more lies You can't deny You're always high
and you still bitch Makes me sick It makes me sick the way you always fuckin'
bitch I remember a time when I thought it wasn't fair The scales of justice did
impair but with no darkness theere would never be light there would never be
light Without injustice we'd never have a right
LAG WAGON
Unemployment is my scene Brain dead - the
fumes I breath Blah Blah Blah BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla Carp is a town, not a fish Too
dumb to care The S.B.-Goleta connection Feelin' like a champion All aboard the
lagwagon It's fast enough for me Slow Me-and-my friends on the couch Give me a
sofa and some snacks The idiot box-that T.V. trash The V.C.R.-some stupid films
The remote control Fuck the bills There's no point in a job The pay just sucks
if you're a slob I'm not lying I'm lazy and all my friends are just like me
[Chorus] Garga jibs and metal riffs Beer bings and bing hits I hate that scene
Santa Barbara boredom Goleta-postmortem Small town minds can you relate to me?
[Repeat Chorus] All aboard the lag wagon!!!