1. |
Heather's Got A Gun
03:22
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Heather's got a gun in her purse tonight
Skaters on the run looking a fight
Cops shut the party down on Murray street
Here come the girls with no self esteem
Rehab lunatics with an itch,
Eyes rolled back, looking for a fix
Fingernail children killing on the cars
As I take shelter wading off the stars
I wanna go out I wanna live my life,
But I have to stay in I have to stay in and hide,
The villains in this town, how they have guts,
They wanna mutilate, they want to kill and cut
It's not safe to take a breath of fresh air
I'm gonna stay in, this is so unfair
I wanna go out I wanna live my life,
I have to stay in I have to stay in and hide
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2. |
Wouldn't You Run?
02:39
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If you were trained to silence
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
On a tight leash of violence?
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
To serve and protect the white man
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
On a "need-to-know" basis
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
Government-funded racist
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
Psychiatric installment
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
Morality dissolved and...
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
Ignorance is a passion
Wouldn't you run?
Wouldn't you run?
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3. |
When I Was Young
03:09
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When I was young I was so dumb
I wanted to feel like I belonged
Now I realize behind Halloween eyes
I wear this costume all year long
When I was young I was so dumb
I thought that we could get along
Innocent people die / horrific genocide
For believing in what they want
When I was young I was so dumb
Red and blue warriors to protect my home
Cowboys with smoking guns ride out at night for fun
Kicking in the teeth of a compassionate drunk
When I was young I was so dumb
My mother told me that I would fall in love
Heartbreak and suicide / the pain we feel inside
This competition that we give it our all
'Cos I hate it
We're feeling vacant
We take it out on the Christmas obligations
A life forever
Suffocate on pleather
I pantomime every breath that I've ever...
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4. |
Riot
03:06
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And from this nest of mine
I'll watch this lonely sky
Peering above with all your love wrapped in a valentine
Your Save-The-Forest crew
Your hopeless Polaroid
When its all gone, I hope this plastic fills your empty void
Molotov surprise
The unbeatable high
Riot tonight
Rhetorical fight
And we will testify violence unjustified
I'm not a feminist
I'm not an anarchist
I'm just a human being sick of humans killing us
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5. |
Anthrax
03:38
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Love will get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
Woke up this morning: desperation A.M.
What I've been saying- wont say them again
My head's not empty it is filled with my brain
The thoughts I'm thinking, like piss down the drain
And I'm feeling like a beetle on it's back
There is no way for me to get up
Love will get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
Outta control what I do to my mind
Nothing in there except sunshades for the blind
Only yesterday I said to myself
"The things I'm doing aren't good for my health"
And I'm feeling like a beetle on it's back
There is no way for me to get up
Love will get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
Love will get you like a case of anthrax
And that's something I don't wanna catch
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6. |
The Nature of Innocence
04:20
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14 winters old
Doused in curiosity, viced with droll
Boys like blue and boys are loud
She wonders to herself, but on her face its aloud
She's thinking, "who would ever want me?"
Years from understanding that love is fantasy
There he goes, walking by again
Steady, straight, laughing with his friends
Time keeps ticking, feeling ostracized
When will it end?
Cupid took a leave for something pint-sized
Leaving hearts to amend
Biological design
Your mouth was made for mine
She's thinking "Pinch me. Please fucking sooth me
Because I think that he's talking to me.
He's smiling at me, he's making words now.
Something's rotten in the state of Denmark"
Her love is strong, he kisses her on the lips
I knew all along, I knew far better than this
She will realize,
She will
She will
Her heart will break like we all have felt
Chain of disappointment that we've all been dealt
The nature of innocence is bitter and thick
Bitter and thick
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Last night I went out I took a nasty fall
Chased down from East Ave to the shopping mall
I will never throw a bone
I will never beg or crawl
You can fuck right off
Well, everybody get down to the waterside
Misogynistic, inflamed - you can go and die
The girls are trying to prove that they're alive
They're pretty hard to ignore cos they put up a fight
They will never throw a bone
They will never beg or crawl
You can fuck right off
T.V sets and fantasy
Porno mags and vanity
To the jocks in university
Have you ever heard of empathy?
For the first time please just use your mind
She's not in real life as advertised
You can say what you want, what you want to say
Kathleen Hanna on the walls in acrylic paint
Is it really that hard to think of her in pain?
Or do you really think everyone's the same?
She will never throw a bone
She will never beg or crawl
You can fuck right off
I wish I could take it all away; take away all of your pain
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8. |
911
04:04
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Samples:
Dr. Dre and Snoop Dog - Deep Cover
Lyrics:
A single motive
Freuds passing in his shiny red car
Down off of main street
Freak scene
Nicotine smile
Can you feel it now?
Sexiness dripping down
Here comes a blonde what should I say?
If I talk about the weather then I'll seem tame
Alright, alright
I take what I want and I want it today
I listen to your words for my personal gain
I feel so fun
I feel so faded
This world's got girls and I'm fucking jaded
Alright, alright
The hours jotted down
Sisters in Chinatown
(Well, I'm there)
Punk club, 3 at night
Her hair fights a shimmer in the cold black light
Dancing, dancing round
The three-chord band; locally renowned
It seemed like a regular night
Prey on my left, prey on my right
The funny thing about the fame
Is if you a kill a few people you're all the rage
Why must we tone it down?
Living is for sinning and you're older now
You can do what you want
Crime only pays if you get caught
We live in a pit of sharks
Teenage girls haven't got a heart
The funny thing about the fame
Is if you a kill a few people you're all the rage
You're all the rage
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9. |
Hip
04:59
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Well, its a miracle
This life you've been sold
Its delicate
Your mind filled with holes
Graduated and living alone
Its a miracle
This life you've been sold
They told you
To fit in right, they told you
To sacrifice your mind
Major in psychology
Textbooks and government fees
You hear but you never feel
You wouldn't listen to me
A stranger cuts on his wrist
Self esteem / cancerous cyst
Taking a dive for the check
This soldier's life on the shelf
Say goodbye to all the time
Contemplate being alive
Your family, they sing along
To your identity strife
If I never was, I wouldn't be
If I was never alive I wouldn't die
I never asked anyone to be put here
To leave without saying bye is my greatest fear
They want to take you away cos they don't like you
An itchy finger, they'll say what the want to
In all of our own eyes, we're the protagonist
But life will continue on without you
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10. |
Love, Pathetic Love
04:01
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My love is something
Made it from nothing
Something that is real
Something I can feel
She swallows her sadness
Waits for the magic
Something that is real
Something she can feel
She'll wait forever
Because I will never
Tell her something real
Can't tell her how I feel
My love is tragic
My love pathetic
Packing up her bags now
She endured somehow
City to city
Punching in at your day job
Is this really life now?
Trying to find the right town
She knows that you miss her
What you'd do just to kiss her
One last time now
Before she walks the line now
Say she came back now
Would she put her foot down?
Would it be any different?
Could you say what you didn't?
My love is something
Made it from nothing
Something that is real
Something I can feel
She swallows her sadness
Waits for the magic
Something that is real
Something she can feel
She'll wait forever
Because I will never
Tell her something real
Can't tell her how I feel
My love is tragic
My love pathetic
My love pathetic
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11. |
Late Shift
02:25
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Alcohol on my hands
The arts and crafts in the van
Molotov party, we're fans
You wanna get acquainted?
Abstraction to set a flame
Reductionist array
This emergency arranged
You wanna meet the plaintiff?
You live in suburbia
You go to work to piss on what I love
You live in suburbia
You go to work to piss on what I love
Late shift, time to close
The temperature collide, juxtaposed
Thankful in the dead of the night
Cellphone battery charged; something doesn't seem right
How would you like to be on the other end
Duct taped, breathing shit and carcinogens?
Varicose pride, you pull it up
Scorn from the faces that you gagged and fucked
Flash,
Tarantino recast
A triggered mouse trap
Fugitive mustard gas
A womanizer snapped
The ripping of a hole
The tearing of your soul
The horror of it all
Tourists from the sprawl
Dead
Ambulance blue and red
Casino / fashion dread
Newspaper, what it said
Processing overhead
I want to go to bed
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12. |
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Enforcement
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Whatchu doing there?
Turn around
I've got a gun and I'm not afraid to use it
Matter of fact, I've been itching just to shoot it
You dirty scum
You dirty scum
No place to run, we've got men at every corner
So shut your mouth, so what if you didn't do it?
Who the hell will believe you?
It's your word against mine
Turn around
Turn around
Get your ass on the ground
Turn around
Turn around
Get your ass on the ground
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Invoker
I'm alienated in this world
You're pouring salt in my open sores
You beat me down black and blue
Death to the police force
I try to live, I try to forget
I live a life without any regrets
Relatiation, you better bet
Death to the police force
I stay in at night because I'm afraid
I'll get followed around just like the other day
There's only so much a person can take
Death to the police force
(Down, you beat me down, you beat me down)
(Death to the police force)
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