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100 Times Fuckeder

fighting with gloves
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
hitting above the belt
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
citing the facts
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
exposing all the lies
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder

we get what we fucking deserve
bringing raised fists to a knife fight
you'd think developed minds could learn
not to give benefit of doubt
you wouldn't trust a hungry animal
around your newborn, would you?

sharing the wealth
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
taking the high road
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
showing respect
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder
giving a shit
now we're the ones a hundred times fuckeder

did anyone really expect
to win a race already fixed
the spoils doled out in advance
the appointed already picked
all allegations of fraud
categorically dismissed as absurd

Bleeding Heart Disease Lyrics




How money polluted my mind

Dough, what our lives are lived for
Rae, just a crazy Aussie
Me, the generation forges on
Fo-dder, for corporations
Sew-ing, our lives together
LA such a nice place to get shot

But don't forget the "T"
It follows "liber" in the the constitution
Following the part about pursuit
Of happiness the by-product
Of colonial precious metal
Mine extracts, which
Brings us back to dough

Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do

Today I saw a kid torture a cat
Too much leisure
Teenage Norman Rockwell
Paints it black!

How, did the chain get started
More, is what everyone wants
Needy, is what none of us are
Co-operation died last night
Ruptured bleeding heart forsight
Me, I'm just a loo

So don't expect the best
You won't be disapointed when you take a bite and watch
The worm crawl back inside
Don't beelive the fairy tales of
Million dollar happiness
Los Angelesistic lifestyles
(Drinking) Chardanay (over a lobster salad brunch)

Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do
Do do do do do do do

Happiness was killed we watched it bleed,
Some say it died from hate,
Some say from bleeding heart disease

Bob Lyrics


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 doctor said, "What you been thinkin' 'bout?"
Bob said, "That's the point,
I won't think about nothing
Now I gotta do something else,"
OI OI OI!
"To pass the time."
Had someone shave his head
He got a new identity
Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots
And a girl who rides a scooter
Gonna take him out, of town
They would 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?
Will he ever walk the line?
Will he ever walk the line?
Will he ever walk the line?
Oh will he ever walk the line?

Bob Turkee Lyrics




We don't like him
He's such a dick
He wears funny glasses
He has so many zits

Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a turkey
Bob Turkee he's a dick

He has a beer belly
He doesn't drink beer
He doesn't like girls
He's such a queer

Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's turkey
Bob Turkee he's a dick

Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick

We don't like him
He's such a dick
He wears funny glasses
He has so many zits
He's such a dick

Bottles to the ground Lyrics




You know it (know it, know it)
When it's over (over, over)
Doors are closing (closing, closing)
Feel the sober (sober, sober)
Staring at you (at you, at you)
You know you'd better take one last good look

One more round then it's bottles to the ground
Smashing of the glass what a supersonic sound
Gotta pull the plug when it's time to die
A wo-o wo-o wo-o
Bottles to the ground

Theres a suitcase (suitcase, suitcase)
On the sidewalk (sidewalk, sidewalk)
Theres some records (records, records)
In a milkcrate (milkcrate, milkcrate)
She'll be staying (staying, staying)
You'll be throwing whiskeys over one lip

One more round then it's bottles to the ground
Smashing of the glass an imperfect perfect sound
We gotta pay the piper when the rats are gone
A wo-o wo-o wo-o
Bottles to the ground

One more round then it's bottles to the ground
One more round then it's bottles to the ground
... (you get the idea) ...

One more round then it's bottles to the ground

Brain Constipation Lyrics


Can't stop obsessing all the alienation,
My head is bleedin' frickin' brain constipation

Somebody hear me, somebody listen to me
Am I alone in this world
Is there anyone listening?
Appease me, can't find a reason to be
Alienation, is taking over me

I'm going away, can't go on any longer
I really don't know why I just gotta die
I never thought this was how it would end

The body swinging,
I see it over and over again
Vanian singing, can I ever listen to it again?
A cry for attention was a cry never heard

With no one listening,
There was nothing to be heard
Nothing to be heard

Buggley Eyes Lyrics


Did you ever go to sleep with Bo Derek
And wake up with Bo Diddley?
Did you ever go to sleep with Bo Derek
And wake up with Bo Diddley?
You got so loaded, you thought that she
Was the most beautiful gal that you ever did see
Yeah, did you ever go to sleep with Bo Derek
And woke up with Bo Diddley?
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 wake up with Bo Diddley?

California Über Alice Lyrics



Don't want a theocracy
Don't want to share my economy
Fuck that shit about sea to shining sea

I want out of the U.S.A.
But i don't wanna leave C.A.
Jonathan Christ said it best first

Let California stand alone
From Eureka to El Cajon
Fuck the forty-nine
We want our state to be left alone

I don't care where you were born
You're not part owner of California

Can't Get The Stink Out Lyrics

what i scream about, can't get the stink out. catch it on my tongue, save it in my lung. fucking vegans smoking, keep us all choking. big round of applause for california laws. act like human beings instead of europeans. i was a singer/dancer, now i got lung cancer (ahhhhhh). can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out. can't get the stink out.

Canada Has Better Heroin Lyrics


The beer is better in Canada
The people are better in Canada
The hockey players are better in Canada
But America has better hockey teams.

The ecstasy is better in Canada
The weed is better in Canada
I hear the heroin is stronger in Canada
But America has better cocaine

The Prostitutes are Cheaper in Canada
The strip clubs are cleaner in Canada
Blow jobs cost 10 dollars in Canada
But America has better crack cocaine.

Cantando En Espanol Lyrics

Despues de 235
canciones, los liricos se valuan mas
y no tengo ningunos para esta

El Jefe canta melodia triste
o canta amor de la corazon
haz como que hable español

Ojala que la mayoria
de nuestros aficionados
no entiendan nada que canto
para los otros: chinga su madre, guey

Champs-élysées Lyrics


Je m'baladais sur l'avenue, le cœur ouvert a l'inconnu.
J'avais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce fut toi, je t'ai dit n'importe quoi,
Il suffisait de te parler, pour t'apprivoiser.

Aux Champs-élysées, aux Champs-élysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit,
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-élysées

Tu m'as dis "J'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous,
Qui vivent la guitare a la main, du soir au matin".
Alors je t'ai accompagné, on a chanté, on a dansé
Et l'on n'a même pas pense -- a s'embrasser

Aux Champs-élysées, aux Champs-élysées
Au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit,
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux Champs-élysées

Champs Élysées (English Version) Lyrics


I was walking down the avenue and my hart wanted something unknown(new)
I felt like saying good day to anybody
To anybody and that was you, and I said something (anything)
It was enough to me to talk to you to make you mine

At Champs Élysées, at Champs Élysées
If it's raining or if sun is shining, if it's noon or midnight
You have anything you want at Champs Élysées

You told me "I have a meeting in the basement with the fools
who live with guitars in their hands from evening till morning"
So I joined you, we sang and we danced
But we never even thought of kissing or hugging.

At Champs Élysées, at Champs Élysées
If it's raining or if sun is shining, if it's noon or midnight
You have anything you want at Champs Élysées

Cheese Lyrics


it's been a long time
Now it's time to get your bubble burst
Things are bad enough in this world
Why do you have to make them worse?
Day after day, you just gotta get it

Civil Defense Lyrics


This is not a test of the Emergency Broadcast System,
This is the Real Thing!!!
And if you tape my voice, which you should never ever do
You’ll kiss your ass goodbye, I’m talking to you

Got plans for helter-skelter
Kids, Mom and Dad in the shelter
Cowering with flag held high
American will never die
Make plans to rise once more
And be ready for World War Four
Who need civil defense?
Who needs civil defense?

Civil defense, Civil defense
Civil defense, don’t even try
Civil defense, Civil defense
Civil defense, we’re all gonna die

Won’t matter who is first
We’ll be blown off the earth
Don’t try to survive the burst
Rotting death is even worse
Why try to survive that day?
No one else will anyway
Who needs civil defense?
Who needs civil defense?

Civil defense, Civil defense
Civil defense, don’t even try
Civil defense, Civil defense
Civil defense, we’re all gonna die

Fuck You!

Clams Have Feelings Too (Actually They Don't) Lyrics


Birds are dumb, 'cause small bird brains
But so are kids and old people
Some birds talk, most others sing
I don't see you eat a talking bird

Pigs smell bad, they roll in poo
But so do kids and elderly
I don't see you chop off an old man's feet
Put 'em in a mason jar and pickle them

No chowder for you, 'cause clams have feelings too
Actually they don't have central nervousness
No manhatten style, clams have the right to smile
Come to think about it, they don't have a face

They have no face, no place for ears
There's no clam eyes, to cry clam tears
No spinal cord, they must get bored
Might as well just put them out of misery

I don't beleive it's selfish
To eat defenceless shellfish

No chowder for you, clams have feelings too
It could happen to you, clams have feelings too
I don't think they do, clams have feelings too

Concerns Of A GOP Neo-Phyte (Wrong Version) Lyrics



truth
now like a viral infection
the GOP developed a vaccine
get your shot from your local christian reading room
make sure your clothes are blue and neoprene

windows closed,
televisions on,
talk show radio
where everyone agrees
the plague is here,
but exposure is avoidable
turn up mind, relinquish control

question!
citizens questioning leader
don’t want to set a precedent
we’re going ask all the questions
like what kind of patriot are you?
when did you check out Trotsky?
what is your major malfunction?!

traitor!
to the lord and creator
fucking communist faggot
an infidel living among us
procreating liberal hippie
disgrace yourself and your country
why don’t you love it or leave it?!

i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking clearly
my deepest apologies
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking of me
i wasn’t thinking!!!

benevolence blinded
tolerance indicted
why don’t you love it or leave it?!

Cool And Unusual Punishment Lyrics



Absolute shibari, cold noodles and hot sake
The mistress bar in Roppongi is the place
For Japanese hardcore, not the kind you’re gonna find at the record store
Not the kind designed for the kind hearted

Do not pass go, do not get bail
Go directly to Osaka Jail
Where you get locked or drunk under the table

For just under 10,000 yen
You can visit hell and come back again
For the process of hurting and healing
Cake and candle wax dessert
It’s not fun ‘til someone gets hurt
Who’s the next to get hung from the ceiling

So if you want rewards and consequence
They got the cool and unusual punishments
Get on your knees for Japanese instruction
Rope and Cigarette burns, forget about any health concerns
This is pure assisted self-destruction

Kanpai and bottoms up, unhelping hands hogtie you up
One bad deed surely deserves another
Bruised from bamboo caning
Coming home try explaining this to your significant other
Good fucking luck…

Cops and Donuts Lyrics



When I was on the freeway, doing 70 all drunk
A copper pulled me over, and I thought that I was sunk
He came up to my car, I thought up a little trick
I took a donut, jelly filled, and put it on a stick
He came up to my window, and shouted to get out
So I quickly took the donut and I shoved it in his mouth
So I drove away, he shouted for some more
So I threw it out the window and he ate it off the floor

Cops and donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops and donuts

Corozon De Oro Lyrics

[Originally by Rancid]

it's over before it starts, oh don't you know
so on your marks, standby, ready, go
from London to New York, Montreal to Tokyo
i see visions of her everywhere i go.

what have i become (i become), now that i'm alone
i'm just looking for, a way to break through these walls
i'm just looking, for a place that i can call my home
is anybody out there got a soul, cuzim just lookin' for a girl
the girl with the heart of gold

she overturns once again with her, oh with her champagne taste,
she goes straight down the rat hole
with her total recklessness, tomorrow will come on through
and i got nothing but a silhouette girl, met her in darkness, and i say

what have i become (i become), now that i'm alone
i'm just looking for, a way to break through these walls
i'm just looking, for a place that i can call my home
is anybody out there got a soul, cuzim just lookin' for a girl
the girl with the heart of gold
ya know, i'm just lookin' for the girl, the girl with the heart of gold

yeah i'm in a corner, i start over, start the whole thing clean
all the pain and heartache in all my years, i was always to blame
i dream of this girl, yeah an angelic ghost, met her in my neighborhood
i'm a downtown member at a drug lot, don't let me be misunderstood
i'm a downtown member at a party lot, don't let me be misunderstood

i'm just looking for, a way to break through these walls
i'm just looking, for a place that i can call my home
is anybody out there got a soul, ya know,
i'm just looking for a girl, the girl with the heart of gold
i'm just lookin' for a girl, the girl with a heart of gold of gold

Creeping out Sara Lyrics


I was backstage at a festival in Germany
talking to a cute fair skinned brunette
I asked her if she wanted to have a beer and if she liked our set
I noticed that her hair was longer in the back
I figure that’s cuz she’s Canadian
That’s why I was surprised when she told me she was fully lesbian

That's when I realized it was Sara, or maybe it was Tegan
I'm pretty sure that it was Sara
Cause Johnny Sampson said she was the cooler one

I told her I was a big fan of her band
She asked me if I had a favorite song
I admitted that I'd never actually heard them, but I like k.d. lang

I told her this Jew knows about the Juno’s
And how they got robbed three times in a row
And then I asked her if she knew of anyone who was selling pills or blow

That's when I creeped out Sara or maybe I just pissed her off
When I asked her if her sister and her had ever had a threesome?
Where they both ganged up one girl, a forgy or a fivesome?
Do they think strap-ons are groovy, and had they ever seen the movie
Bound and did they like Jennifer Tilly, did they like Jennifer Tilly?

Sara said she preferred Gina Gershon, Angelina Jolie
In the Gia movie that was on HBO
And “If These Walls Could Talk” made Tegan cry a lot
After that I forgot what she said
That's the problem with Diazepam, so many things I don't remember
But I've got a sinking feeling, it's not that I'm a clairvoyant

But I think that I creeped out Sara, I was creeping out on Sara
I hope it wasn't Tegan, cuz Matt Skiba said she is the cooler one

Dad's bad news Lyrics


Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade a psycotik
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun

Degeneration ah ah ah ah
The lunatic clause was written for you

The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned
This faulty gene has been a family heirloom

No simple way to tell you son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you
Killing you

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's a psycotik, grade a psycotic

Day to Daze Lyrics

Decom-Poseur Lyrics

she's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic
she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution
she's so innocent, but guilty's her plea
everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves

she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition
she's a poem without a meter or rhyme a random design
of a flower like a rose no one really knows
she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation time will tell us
if she's a lifer or a decomposuer she is rose no one really knows

Dig Lyrics


Rationalize values it's so easy to succeed
Keeping your eyes on the prize success, success
Camped outside Laissez Faire
People understand me there
Don't talk to me we'll get along just fine
Blowin' out your mores
Henry Ford tradition preys on
Idle minds left the emergency brake on too long
Underneath the city lies the ruins of mankind
The excavation was a financial success
With artifacts of gold
The arrowheads went straight to the Smithsonian
The rest was melted down and sold
Substantial gains
Minimal losses are tolerable
As long as the machine keeps running on
Cannibals
Functioning on Pheromones
Rational thought lost to instinctual
BLEARGH!!!

Dinosaurs will die Lyrics




Kick back watch it crumble
See the drowning, watch the fall
I feel just terrible about it
That's sarcasm, let it burn

I'm gonna make a toast when it falls apart
I'm gonna raise my glass above my heart
Then someone shouts "That's what they get!"

For all the years of hit and run
For all the piss broke bands on VH1
Where did all, their money go?
Don't we all know

Parasitic music industry
As it destroys itself
We'll show them how it's supposed to be

Music written from devotion
Not ambition, not for fame
Zero people are exploited
There are no tricks, up our sleeve

Gonna fight against the mass appeal
We're gonna kill the 7 record deal
Make records that have more than one good song
The dinosaurs will slowly die
And I do believe no one will cry
I'm just fucking glad I'm gonna be
There to watch the fall

Prehistoric music industry
Three feet in la brea tar
Extinction never felt so good

If you think anyone would feel badly
You are sadly, mistaken
The time has come for evolution
Fuck collusion, kill the five

Whatever happened to the handshake?
Whatever happened to deals no-one would break?
What happened to integrity?
It's still there it always was
For playing music just because
A million reasons why
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die
All dinosaurs will die