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1992 Epitaph
erik ghint:-----drums
fat mike:-------bass, vocals
eric melvin:----guitar
el hefe:--------trumpet, guitar, vocals
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Songs |
LyricsSoul doubtSometimes I feel my life is goin' round in circlesBeneath my eyes are bluish black There's nothing new, no one I wanna talk to Nothing I wanna think about, I got soul doubt I stick my head out of the window, it's closed Instead of, I get glass stuck into my head The city's sounding, and I can't seem to stop the pounding Can't keep my thoughts from flyin' round Can't keep my thoughts from flyin' round Not sure what I'm thinking about, I got soul doubt A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain A frameless Erte, a painting without a signature She's waiting for someone to save her As I pass her by I see Cinderella She doesn't fit into the slipper Like she fits in a bottle of liquor There's no one to take her away Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me The question is asked, Whatcha' gonna do for me? I don't want nothin', just a connection I gotta know what she's all about Cause I know she's been there - soul doubt Stickin' in my eyeWhen I look 'round, I only see outta one eyeAs 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 stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' in my eye Got something stickin' 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 stickin' in my eye BobFifteen years getting loadedFifteen years 'till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink? The Doc said:"What were you thinking 'bout?" Bob said:"That's just the point, I wasn't thinking '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 cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter to take hime out of time They could get away Riding around, as the trucks drive by you could hear the mother truckers go... A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll bee kickin in heads at the punk rock show, yeah Bob's the kinda guy who knows just 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? You're bleedingYou've got the beauty, but that don't mean a thingA bland reciprocation, but doesn't bother me You're happier with lights on underneath a darkened sky Only in the spotlight can you tell me of your crimes I understand the situation, but I can't Seem to understand the motivation you once had I recall a message I once left behind a screen I was entranced, when you were never there for me You're draining, you're draining, I'm not a tub What ever happened to the girl I used to hold? I held in such a high regard Where is the girl who had it all? I used to think I wasn't worthy of your cause I used to feel so lucky Until the day I felt a weakness in my arms I knew from where it had been coming You're bleeding, you're bleeding, I can recall The passions you once had, where did they go? I knew a girl who had it all I knew a girl where did she go? Straight edge(Lyrics by Ian McKaye of Minor Threat)I'm a person just like you But I've got better things to do Than sit around and fuck my head Hang out with the living dead Snort white shit up my nose Pass out at the shows I don't even think about Speed That's something I just don't need I've got the straight edge I'm a person just like you But I've got better things to do Than sit around and smoke dope 'Cause I know I can cope Laugh at the thought of eating ludes Laugh at the thought of sniffing glue Always gonna keep in touch Never want to use a crutch I've got the straight edge Liza and LouiseLiza's had enough of menShe says she won't get burned again She says they don't know how to fuck Her last boyfriend the shmuck Shared with her a nice disease Kept her passive on her knees Til one day she took his car And drove it to the city Liza had put down a few When she met this girl named Lou Who convinced her to go home with her She said: "My name's Louise Now will you take your clothes off please? I wanna take you to the moon and back So get on your back." With a flick of the tongue She made her scream She made her laugh She made het dance She was happy for the first time And you know she wanted more Now with her legs spread wider She needed to have Louise inside her She said: "I'll never forget the first time You kissed me, now I want you to fist me." Louise didn't need a second invitation She knew just what to do She knew just what to do Liza had cum a few times before But she had never even seen the door Into the world of pleasures of the flesh she felt just like 16 And her life before was a dream Or even a nightmare thats over and done Just like warm healing rays Shining from the sun The bagEndless evenings of non-existAre getting shorter, monotonous Like an intruder, I belong outside Although I find myself right back The same place I was before Saying things I'd say once more There's no reason for me to be here, no I feel so lonesome, surrounded by friends Who are talking about me, saying things I could care less about This dialogue is whitout Worth, content,significance Conversational ambivalence Hear the same things every night, It just ain't right I'm not the one to hold the bag Give me something I can sink my teeth into Show me a time, tell me a story That I haven't heard a million times before I pass out from boredom As I watch the people pass I see moments in their lives, nothing fascinating Are we all living for the past, never realizing We're clinging to an empty bag Lacking content, significance Conversational ambivalence Say the same things every night, It just ain't right We'll see who's left holding the bag Please play this song on the radioWe wrote this song, it's not too short, it's not too longIt's got back-up voc's in just the right places It's got a few oohs and ahhs It takes a little pause Just before the second chorus Please play this song on the radio Almost every line is sung in time Almost every verse ends in a rhyme The only problem we had was writing enough words But that's okay, because the chorus is coming up again now Please play this song on the radio Please play this song on the radio WarmOne more time for Ho Jo, you know I can't waitAnother wasted line I'm sittin' in the corner, I can feel the weight Of my head on top of my spine There's nothing to be scared of once you've Seen the light, reflecting through the screen A eudaemonistic life composed of tar and nicotine You know it, you know it, you know it 'Cause you've seen it, now you believe it You know it because it seems so real You know it because you've seen it, now you believe it You know it because it seems so real It seems so real, it seems so ream, it seems so real Sit back and relax and do nothin', na, na, na, na You'll laugh, then you'll cry, then feel nothin', na, na, na, na Implanted images of morality Images of life, they seem so real One more time for Ho Jo, what does it mean? I'm not sure I know, while looking for somebody Deep inside a dream, my sunshine turns to snow Now it's blowin' inside, I don't feel the cold Yet I'm frozen to my seat My eyes have seen the truth And still my mind admits defeat I wanna be your babyOpen yourself, let me insideOpen your arms, I have nowhere To go, so let me into you I need to be where nothing can't hurt me Open your legs, to let me crawl Inside of you, I need to be Inside your womb, So take me home Inside of you, envelope me, I'm home I wanna be your baby Bringin' me down Bringin' me down Open your lips and take me in I need to be inside within Let me become a part of you Let me inside of you, swallow me whole I want to know the things you hide I want to feel the things you feel I want to breath the air you breath I want to live inside of you, take me Bringin' me down I wanna be your baby Let me live inside Johnny AppleseedThrough word of mouth let it be knownThe man who spends his life on a mission, he's legendary Travelling from coast to coast He's the contemporary Johnny Appleseed He's making sure his garden grows He'll plant a seed in every town he goes Fertilizing the countryside Couldn't stop him with insecticide Makin' sure that the garden grows, yeah, yeah, yeah He'll water the yard with the garden hose And you know he'll be plantin' his seed, yeah, yeah, yeah Groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed When diggin' holes, he'll be wearing a glove He go into the shed, get out a shovel and he shove He'll plant the seed, makin' sure it's sown He go into the shed and he starts hoein' with the hoe, ho, ho, ho Makin' sure that the garden grows, yeah, yeah, yeah He'll water the yard with the garden hose Groomin' the backyard or whackin' a weed, yeah, yeah, yeah The contemporary Johnny Appleseed She's goneA blackened wick is what remainsThe flame was blown out just recently Although the candle hadn't burned down to the stick It won't be lit again, the day won't be so bright We don't know what she may have been All we know is what she left behind An apartment cluttered with children's toys, Photos of good times In the bedroom there's sheets on the windows There's a four poster bed for a reason There's a box on the floor full of secrets It won't be opened Here older boys and girl would play All inhibitions were left behind As the door would close, her face began to shine This was her finest hour, this was her finest time Now, she's gone, And it's not gonna be alright, not for me She's gone, but not forgotten, she's still here In all those years she touched so many lives Who's gonna watch the little girl who left behind? Carol Anne stands alone in the school yard All the other children have gone After waiting for hours, She can't understand why her mother left her In the darkness she sees definition In the silence, she hears someone calling After nightmares, she lies in bed screaming But there's no reaction There's no one listening, there's no one Now, sh's gone, and it's never gonna be allright not for me she's gone Buggley eyesHave you ever gone to sleep with Bo DerekAnd woke up with Bo Didly? Have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? You got so loaded, you thought that she Was the most beautiful gal you ever did see Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? Woke up in the morning, to your surprise A couple melons in tube socks, and buggley eyes Yeah, have you ever gone to sleep with Bo Derek And woke up with Bo Didley? |