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1.Tragic Vision
2.Foiled Again
3.Bury the Hatchet
4.Angry Days
5.Noble End
6.Child Inside
7.Bad Moon Rising
8.Beer Goggles
9.Inspector Gadget
10.Parents Guide to Living
11.Mr. Coffee
12.Of Mind and Matter
13.Stop Whining
14.Lag Wagon
TRAGIC VISION
in this faltering nation the future belongs to the children in school
there's something wrong sixth grader on crack handgun overflowing in his
hands now he is just further demand we search for the source and still
that child is left watching inhumanity, bloodshed as the tele-violence
feeds his head (chorus) only if he knew the consequence of greed a conscious
state of mind t.v. is not reality vnver a victim the role model said bang
bang, the bad guy is dead always a rock star on empty t.v. the lesson complete
now the child has needs of competition they bleed oh beautiful for bills
of green never mind spacious skies overhead bleed the earth and butter
your bread (repeat chorus) chills turns on t.v. what does he see? nature
of man, dishonesty that child grows old story be told as he sits behind
bars and his soul grows cold
FOILED AGAIN
realizing it's too late destiny turns to fate realizing it's to late
now realizing it's too late destiny turns to fate realizing it's to late
now for you to save yourself now you say it's over and the monkey's off
your back all it took was valium and a couple of six packs so once again
you've lied and your story remains the same because misery loves company
and you're the one to blame it's your life and it's always the same it's
your life and it's always the same to me
BURY THE HATCHET
i can't recall the hurting words that i once said so long ago, still
indignation clouds your head and it's enough to know the pain of losing
friends you perpetuate certain senseless 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 it's always, hey joe, how is it goin'
bro? where have you been man? we used to be such good friends two-faced,
you don't care you know what you can do with it i can't 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 you'll 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 insecurities create that bitter
sad man you see hurting not me i forgive, i forget i won't say the things
i'll regret not this time i will stop, but just between you and me it's
a loss i can't recall the hurting words that i once said so long ago, still
indignation clouds your head 'cause it's enough to know the pain of losing
friends fingers point at you isn't that what a child would do? and as you
speak they'd watch your face split in two and when you see me it's always,
hey joe, how is it goin' bro? where have you been man? we used to be such
good friends two faced, you don't care you know what you can do with it
hypocrite don't give me that shit
ANGRY DAYS
angry youth mr. elite you're 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 you've lost someone you love
when your mask is taken off does life cut you down to size? does it open
up your eyes? because they all have found their way as you struggle through
your maze you built those walls of hate don't tell me it's 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 surprised 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
originally by creedence clearwater revival (april, 1969)
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 each other 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!!!
PARENT'S 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-conscious i've played my last solitaire
that shirt's too tight to wear wasting my days and 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. COFFEE
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 swelling 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 where is the new advise it seems the older methods no longer suffice
the very oldest if thoughts cast into the mold of these new times vindictive,
he raises his fist the animal is instinctive everyone desires peace but
in dread 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 obsolete? 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 there would
never be light there would never be light without injustice we'd never
have a right
LAG WAGON (ALL ABOARD)
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 binges and bong 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!!!
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