are you gonna be ready to use it if you hesitate they'll pursue it put the gun to your dome no question now the holy ghost in question what about the banks when they say go standin at the top and can't let go standin can't take can't take that time when i try sometime i can't stay high are you gonna be ready to use it if you hesitate they'll pursue it good & evil me from above death peace eternal love bleedin' at the gates & i can't come in courage that abates a life of sin sure that it holds and it holds no other with the lies of the brave the kid don't matter

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OLYMPIA, WA

hangin' out with lars on 6th street he knew i was in trouble i was feeling much like the devil there was something burnin' deep inside of me ran into three puerto ricans these girls took us to the funhouse where we played a lonely pinball machine hangin' on the corner of 52nd and broadway cars passin' by but none of them seem to be goin' my way new york city well i wish i was on a highway back to olympia...i'm having a hard time understanding it gets all too demanding she's all gone and i'm stranded something burning deep inside of me all i know it's 4'o'clock and she ain't never showed up and i watched a thousand people go home from work how many times will it take me before i go crazy before i lose everything something burning deep inside of me ran into three puerto ricans those girls took us to the funhouse i don't wanna be alone again.

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TENDERLOIN

realize you're dehumanised you criticize your existence it's your demise when no sun arise when you're paralyzed by your lack of resistance she knows she is she knows she's goin' down below where the fire's glowing tenderloin the tricks she gets them she's not a victim she makes a list of them and reads them all alone for money she's walkin' down on larkin' in t.i. they're rockin all night long

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ANTENNA'S

your selling sexism your selling racism your selling anything you get your fucking hands on an understanding, you got a plan in a presentation to advertisers who demand it when you plan that your antennas are pointed in the right direction you make a deal in any situation so with no evacuation let california fall into the fucking ocean oh they talk to ya, oh your the town man high profile hollywood scum-bag it's a done deal, signed and sealed deal makers making it all happen when you plan that your antennas are pointed in the right direction you make a dead in any situation so with no evacuation let california fall into the fucking ocean let california fall into the fucking ocean! let california fall into the fucking ocean! let california fall into the fucking ocean!!!

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CORAZON D´ORO

its over before it starts oh don't you know hold your marks and stand by ready to go from london to new york, montreal, tokyo i see visions of her everywhere i go what have i become now that im alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place that i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold she over turns once again with her champagne taste she goes straight down the rat hole with her total recklessness and a tomorrow will come on through and i got nothing but a pain nothing but a silhouette girl met her in the darkness i say... what have i become now that im all alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold im at the corner, i started all over i´ve been hunting in all my years it was always a blast and i dream of this girl yeah ??? what have i become now that im all alone i just looking for a way of breaking through these walls i just looking for a place i can call my home is anybody out there got a soul i just looking for love, girl the girl with a heart of gold

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RADIO

never fell in love until i fell in love with you never know what a good time was until i had a good time with you if you wanna get the feelin' & you wanna get it right then the music's gotta be loud for when the music hits i feel no pain at all warm summer night i was drinkin' with my dad he tried to give me love that i never had but he gave more love to his bottle of wine so i had to go out and find love of another kind here it is here i am turn it up fuckin' loud radio radio when i got the music i gotta place to go radio clash magnificent 7 i was a choir bot you showed me no heaven two tools surely lost no remorse ignoring the cost

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MORON BROTHERS

Talking about the Moron Bros', 
tattooed fingers, tattooed toes 
They're idiots, losers, they're scum 
Taking advantage of everyone 
You're a dog, they're your fleas 
Doing everything they can to spread disease 

They'll take your beer, they'll take your drugs 
Leave with you microscopic bugs 
Their company is something you won't miss 
When your icetrays are filled with piss 
They are the Moron Brothers 
Don't get along with others 

They'll whine, they'll bitch, 
they'll fuck you if you're rich 
They'll leach, they'll latch, 
they are the itch you can't scratch 
Do do do do do do do do da do do do do etc. 

They'll ink your face, tape your eyelids closed 
Tabasco's in your mouth, 
there's mustard up your nose 
When your head is shaved 
you'll think the worst has passed 
Just try to move your leg 
they've put you in a cast 
They are the Moron Brothers 
Don't get along with others 

They may not go down in history 
But they'll go down on your sister 

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STICKING IN MY EYE

When I look 'round, I only see outta one eye 
As the smoke surrounds my head, the sauna 
I hear the voices, but I can't make out their words 
Saying things, saying things that 

I got something sticking in my eye 
Got something sticking in my eye 
Got something sticking in my eye 

I feel unusual from thinking 
About the underground decay, God help me 
Kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry 
It's not from pity, it comes from 
What's been sticking in my eye 

Got something sticking in my eye 

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BOB

He Spent fifteen years getting loaded 
Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded 
Now what's Bob gonna do now 
that he can't drink? 
The Doc said, "What were you thinkin' 'bout?" 
Bob said, "That's just the point, 
I wasn't thinkin' 'bout nothing 
Now I gotta do something else 
to pass the time." 
Had someone shave his head 
Got a new identity 
Sixty-two holed air conditioned boots 
And a girl who rides a scooter 
to take him out of town 
They could get away 
Riding around, as the trucks drive by 
You could here the mother fuckers go... 
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe 
He'll be kickin' in heads 
at the punk rock show, yeah 
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what 
Bob's the kinda guy 
who knows just what to do 
When the doctor tells him to 
"Quit your drinkin', now's the time." 
Will he ever walk the line 
To all my friends, I feel just great 
But will he ever walk the line 
Kickin' ass and bustin' heads 
Red suspenders 
Once a day he shaves his head 
But will he ever walk the line? 

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DON'T CALL ME WHITE

Don't call me white 
The connotations wearing my nerves thin 
Could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? 
I understand that language breeds stereotype 
But what's the explanation for the malice, for the spite? 
Don't call me white 
I wasn't brought here, I was born 
Circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn 
Does this mean I have to take such shit 
For being fairskinned? No! 
I ain't a part of no conspiracy, I'm just you're average Joe 
Don't call me white 
Represents everything I hate 
The soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind 
The vast majority of sheep 
A buttoned collar, starched and bleached 
Constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows 
They're so fuckin' ordinary white 
Don't call me white 

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THE BREWS

Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manashevitz 
Goin' out to terrorize goyem 
Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas 
As long as we're home by Saturday mornin' 
Cause hey we're the Brews 
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos 
Oi Oi we're the boys 
Orthodox, hesidic, O.G. Ois 
Orthopedic Dr. Martins good for 
Waffle making, kickin' through the shin 
Reputation, gained through intimidation 
Pacifism no longer tradition 
Cause hey we're the Brews 
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos 
Oi Oi we're the Brews 
The fairfax ghetto boys skinhead hebrews 
We got the might, psycho mashuganas 
We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones 
Chutspah, we battle then we feast 
We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat 

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VANILLA SEX

Don't ever take away from me my pornography 
We obviously don't agree on what's obscene 
I have the right to choose what I 
Want to see and read 

Don't try to take away from me 
My right to privacy what I 
Do is no one's business but me 

So stay in your missionary position 
I hope that you get bored to death 
There's no way I'm going thru life 
Having vanilla sex 

The government's trying to get in 
Your bedroom you better lock your 
Door and close your shades because 
There could be someone watching you today 

Why do you try to make things illegal 
Why do we have to be 21 
Are you afraid that people are having 
Too much fun 
Why do you care what I do in my bedroom 
Why do you want to know how I screw 
It seems to me you've got nothing better 
To do. 

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