OTHER SONGS DONE LIVE
(NOT RECORDED YET)
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OTHER SONGS (DONE LIVE, NOT RECORDED YET)
Next in line for recording
IS
SOME NEW ONE WE HAVEN'T NAMED YET
CHANCE MEETING
(yeah its a song too, but it's not on the EYAF cd)
COVERS
"SWEET HOME ALABAMA" PARODY- Lynard Skynard
FORTUNATE SON- CCR
WIPEOUT- The Impacts (Merrell Fankhauser) or the Surfaris http://www.polarity1.com/pcrr2.html
OLD MAN - Neil Young
THE DUKES OF HAZZARD- AS IN THE TV SHOW- Waylon Jennings
DO WHAT YOU WANT- Bad Religion
(Lyics: Erik, Gordon)
(pronounced "pin-deh-ho"...this is for, I mean against,
all the meatheads and assholes that ruin punk shows
and anything else in life with shitty attitudes and actions)
He's here
To ruin the scene
HE GETS OFF
ON BEIN’ MEAN
I DRIVE MY LIFTED TRUCK TO THE SHOW
WITH STEROIDS IN MY VEINS, WHERE'D MY PENIS GO?
GOT MY MUSCLES STICKIN' OUTTA MY SKIN TIGHT SHIRT
SO THAT I KNOW I'M THE COOLEST GUY AROUND
TIME FOR THE PIT
I'LL ACT LIKE I KNOW THIS SONG
WITH MY ELBOWS UP HIGH
I'M MOVIN' RIGHT ALONG
SWINGING MY FIST
PUSHIN' PEOPLE TO THE GROUND
IT'S ONLY PUNK ROCK SO WHAT CAN I DO WRONG?
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT THEY CALL ME
peNDEJO
THAT’S WHAT I AM
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT THEY CALL ME
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT I AM
CUT YOU OFF
PUSH YOU DOWN
LEAVE YOU LYING
ON THE GROUND
I DON'T CARE FOR NO ONE ELSE BUT MYSELF
CAUSE I THINK I'M THE SHIT
ITS SURVIVAL OF THE RUDEST EACH AND EVERY DAY
I'M NOT A BLEEDING HEART SO GET THE F*CK OUTTA MY WAY
WHEN I HEAR FAST CHORDS I FELL WARM INSIDE
IT MAKES ME WANNA FIGHT SO YOU BETTER RUN AND HIDE
ME FIRST, YOU LAST, IT'S BE GONNA BE MY WAY
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT THEY CALL ME
peNDEJO
THAT’S WHAT I AM
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT THEY CALL ME
PENDEJO
THAT’S WHAT I AM
estoy cansado de ti
no quiero saber nada de ti pindejo
TU ERES UN CUELERO
AND WHAT'S YOUR POINT
ESTUPIDO
SO WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?
QUE ES LO IMPORTANTE PARA TI ?
JUST MYSELF
A GOOD TIME
I’LL DESTROY IT
cause he's important
You're not
PENDEJO
CALLATE
BABOSO
me enfadaste
CUELERO
y un mas cosa
PENDEJO
vete, a la chingada
(Lyics: Kurt, Erik)
What hasn't been said?
What hasn't been done?
What we don't know,
in time will it show?
how long will it take?
will it ever end?
what we don't know,
with time it has grown
They speak with conviction,
It's understanding that they lack.
built on religious foundations,
and kicked away the facts.
necessity of beliefs sucks away
at common sense.
the prophet takes opinion,
don't know where the science went.
forward
light speed ahead
backward
into the dark
forward
forward we move
backward
backward we are
thought i'd seen it all,
boy, was i wrong.
cause tomorrow's game,
was the same as today's
they speak with conviction,
it's understanding that they lack.
they fill the gaps with gods
and kick away at the facts
necessity of belief
is blind to
common sense
the prophet takes opinion,
don't know where the science went.
we've grown to know
to take the wrong way
it's progress, convention, convenience,
i'm told
we've known
the taste of our own addiction
to inventions, the intention of
our own god machine...
(lyrics: Kurt)
It's not safe, but the ammunitions cheap
So you can judge your freedom by the dignity you keep
The corruption makes you wonder where the authority lies
But the payoff is a standard issue .45
(Don't believe, what they say, trust yourself, no one else)
Your not a part of this
You won't step in line
We're just a force of numbers too great to ignore
It's not what you want
It's just everything you asked for
It's not what you need
It's just everything you asked for
Don't play with me, Don't fuck with me
Don't hide your eyes from the things you see
Don't play with me, Don't fuck with me
Don't hide your eyes from the things that you believe
It's not a race but the progress is slowed
By a history staked against everything you know
And the bigot makes you wonder where the loyal breaks
Cause everyone pays for mistakes
(Don't believe, what they say, trust yourself, no one else)
Your not a part of this
You won't step in line
We're just a force of numbers too great to ignore
(So shut your mouth and sign the Draft Kard)
It's not what you want
It's just everything you asked for
It's not what you need
It's just everything you asked for
Don't play with me, Don't fuck with me
Don't hide your eyes from the things you see
Don't play with me, Don't fuck with me
Don't hide your eyes from the things that you believe
The New Religion--'the opiate lulling the masses to sleep'
(Lyrics: Kurt)
It’s $5000 dollars a plate
A bargain for the influence it buys,
You can pass on a percentage of truth
But only if the bullshit flies,
It’s a 3 billion dollar disgrace
In the face of a media’s blind eye
You can try to shake the distraction
But a larger public lets it slide by,
It all comes down to natural selection
A marriage of both image and wealth
You can pretend that it didn’t take place
But not how sick your conscience felt,
So give, till the democracy breaks
Then, we’ll see what takes its place…
So it’s one for the money, and two for the vote,
And three might get you headlines, if this media parade don’t float…
If I hadn’t said it before,
It’s been a pleasure to serve you,
If I hadn’t said it before,
I never said it at all
It’s a two hundred year mistake,
With one party masking as two,
We could shift the rock that weighs the power,
But the rules don’t apply to those who make the rules,
It all comes down to a lack of reflection
And the widening void of American pride
It swallows common sense in ten-gallon drums
Of Iraqi crude and Islamic hide
So, sell your self-respect,
The more you give, the less you get….
(lyrics: Erik)
(we do a lot more waiting than swimming, and even when
the swell hits we have to wait, or cancel, because its too walled)
sucked this morning
won't check again
tide won't help
it's a lake
waking up
was a mistake
ditch my board
bored as hell
oh' no!
surf is flat and I don't know what to do
wake and eat, brush my teeth
go back to sleep
surf is flat and I don't know what to do
tv, video games, should I read
AAAAHHHHH
wait, wait, wait, wait!