EVERYTHING YOU ASKED FOR... lyrics
>SWIM
>EASY
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(Lyrics:
Kurt)
You
can break me,
It’s
repetition,
I've
got class, I’m
in class
Nothing
I take
Nothing
I hide, Can’t
be brought into day
Nothing
I breed
Nothing
I take…
You
can’t know me,
I
don’t like you,
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(Lyrics: Kurt)
(Does voter apathy suck or is it voting itself? Both? Help us and yourself.)
George
Bush is a friend of mine,
Think
I’ll get drunk
and watch TV,
Then I’ll go and vote,
Go
and vote…
There’s nothing I can
do,
It’s just a system of
choices,
already made,
I will prepare you with,
Direction to place the
blame,
disappointment,
Election Day.
No Vote!
It’s a growing standard
of popular decay,
You pull the switch in
a role you cannot play,
You will swallow hard
on promises never
made,
nothing ever changes,
On
election day…
No
Vote!
...and got shit on...
cause there's nothing
to vote for except poop!
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(Lyrics: Kurt and Erik)
( We know they're out there. Drive safe.)
Blazing
out of Bakersfield,
15
grams of self-control,
Know
I got a job to do,
2
hours to Grapevine,
I’m
a Tweek Drivin’ Man
I’m
a tweek drivin’ man…
Blew
on through Pixley,
32
ounces of Mountain Dew,
But
there’s only one business,
My
friends out in Riverside,
I’m
a tweek drivin’ man…
Pulled
out the truck stop with 40 fresh grams
To
open my eyes, To
the
business at hand
Make
no mistakes when I’m wide awake,
Throw
in some Skynard
I’m
a tweek drivin’ Man
(this last paragraph was not included on the EYAF cd but will find its way
to another cd
cause
we didn't like
sound or mix we got for
it on EYAF)
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'MS. YOUAZERO' (a.k.a. 'absolute zero')
(Lyrics: Kurt)
(A rare love/relationship type thing. We need to change it or...
And we named it 'Absolute Zero'...how f*cking wrong is that?)
Think
I’ll take my life today,
Been
hanging onto moments,
I’ve
collected all the words you spent,
I
don’t give a fuck what happens to me,
I
miss you
To
spare me an ounce of sympathy,
You
gave away an afternoon,
I
would have made you hate me,
I
miss you
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(words: Kurt)
I’m
your teacher,
Don’t
believe everything that your hear…
Don’t
know what I’m talking about,
I’m
your teacher,
Didn’t
you know Columbus discovered America?
"No more pencils, No more books, No more teachers' dirty looks.."
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(words and Music: Kurt)
(Kurt is playing his acoustic with his finger nails spanish/classical stylee. We recorded this
long before U2 did Beautiful Day so it wasn't inspired by them and you can bet they don't
know who the hell we are...pure coincidence....especially considering how common the
phrase is used.)
I’ll
tell a lie to make the world a better place,
I’ll
twist the truth for the good of the human race,
Success
is sweet when bent on someone else’s back,
My name is government, is family is faith…
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(Lyrics: Kurt)
The
war is all around us,
The
cold war patriot,
So,
lock a load and pave the way,
Fuck
your attitude,
Get
your gun!
You
are my savior,
You
are my savior,
You
are my savior,
You
are my savior,
You
know you can’t save me…
It’s
a blindfold hung around your neck,
It’s
a contract on your life,
It’s
a whitewash of original thought,
So,
take up arms and kill a neighbor,
In
the 2nd amendment struggle,
Life
is a twelve-gauge shotgun,
Blaze
the truth of God’s own glory,
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(words: Erik and Gordon)**
South
Swell 8 to 10
Good this morning, Goin’ back
again
Should
we go back out
Outside!
Shit!
Ditch
my board and dive
Caught
inside and I don’t know what to do!
Broke
my leash,
Caught
inside and I don’t know what to do!
Paddle,
duck, dive, now…
**Erik and Gordon were done recording the bass and drum tracks. All they had left
to do were back-ups. So they started partying while Kurt worked on guitar
and vocal tracks. They wrote the lyrics in a deranged state while Kurt labored away.
They also made faces at him through the recording booth window. The band
wrote the music for the song in about twenty minutes the night before they
were scheduled to record EYAF. It was going to be an instrumental. Erik
and Gordon wrote the words in 15 drunken minutes and decided Gordo
should sing it. They must have been drunk when they turned in the cd art too
because the lyrics are screwed up on the cd sleeve (but they're correct
here.
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(Lyrics: Kurt)
(This was taped at a party in back of Orbit Studios. Johnny Orbit rented a lock-out to us. We shared it with Mr. Firley who's members split to form Chalkie, who we now share another lock-out with, and Scott the singer joined another band, Split Decision. The song was taped on a 1980's Yorx stereo with two Radio Shack mics stuck in it. Sometimes everything just falls into place even when your using a piece of shit.)
Bitch
left me
Cleaned
out the house
There’s
a gun in my head,
I
pull back my thoughts,
Cause
I’m severed
Your
wrong, I’m right,
If
I had an ounce of medication,
You
need to go… away
Cause’
I’m severed
Bitch
left me,
Not
movement,
Purple
nighttime,
My
stability,
Calculation,
My
women,
Cold
memory,
My
hemorrhage,
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SWING (...from a noose)
(words: Kurt)
You
view society from the top of your head
You
get experience from the back of a pen
You spread dysfunction through overt fashion trend,
You
mean nothing to us
You
infect history from the pit of your Christ
You
smoke popularity and suburban life
You
breed stern patriots and political crime
You
mean nothing to us
You
bring it on yourself
Your
intentions aren’t your own
You try to move, but your actions aren’t your own,
We
play these games of important indecision
Your
not worth it
