off to the doctor, here's a pill for your hate
displace reality before it's too late
thorazine and valium your constant companions
depression it rises into unending canyons
this time it's different and no-ones around
your thoughts are conclusive as your head hits the ground
this time you did it, you didn't fake it
gave up your life 'cause you couldn't take it
exit stage left the easy way out
why did my friend take the easy way out
Frustration
I go out Friday nights and get frustrated
I go out to my girls place and I get frustrated
I go to work all day long and I get frustrated
I go out on Saturday nights and I get frustrated
frustration playing on the mind
frustration oh what a bind
frustration I pay all day
frustration it won't go away
when I see what time it is I get frustrated
when I see her on a date I get frustrated
when I leave her place I get frustrated
when I wake the next day I am frustrated
Powerplay
It's not fair, it's just justice
it's not fair to the world
it's not fair to the victim
it's not fair to the girl
doctor rapes his paitent, it's okay
eight years of school, he won't pay
put her out with N2O, feels alright
when she falls asleep, she won't fight
a flashback will make it all plain to see
change the doctor, throw away the key
but they have mercy for a high position
he goes to work tomorrow, courts permission
now he's out again on a mercy plea
grateful to the judge for letting him free
practicing medicine, a man with a mission
but he'll fuck again without permission
calls his last paitent of the day
a girl name Carolyn, pretty one today
puts her in his big high chair, flashes a smile
relax little girl, you'll feel better in a while
Twelve
1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12
Johnny Was A Punk
Johnny was a punk, thought he was so cool
always wore his leather, even in class at school
he'd wear it in the morning, slep with it at night
if you said something about it you'd wind up in a fight
Johnny was a punk, always wore his leather
Johnny was a punk, didn't care about the weather
Spyderland Punkfest - July 1993
they say the thermometer cracked at 123
Johnny punk was there, his leather was on
fuck you , no way, I'm leaving it on
Johnny moshed and he dove in the pit, what a sight
and he crashed and he slammed from the morning to night
the bands would not stop and neither would he
fuck you, no way, don't worry about me
the bands they played on but finally did end
Johnny punk was still standing all flustered and red
fuck you, I'm the punkest, so go screw you all
my leather stays on, and my mohawk stands tall.
Human World
do you know how it feels - when its growing in you
to wake up each day knowing there's nothing you can do
growing, spreading, cut down in your prime
devouring, shredding, who is responsible for this crime
useless gestures to pacify your mind
grinning skullheads follow you to bed
each doctor you see say that nothing can be done
the longer it takes the shorter the run
chemotherapy, AZT, what the fuck is happening to me
attacking, relentless, pull down to your knees
do you know how it feels to watch your friends die
to shake their brittle hands and look them in the eye
useless gestures to pacify your head
grinning skullheads follow you to bed
W.D.Y.G.
where did you go, I wish you could have stayed
we could have worked it out, survived those lousy days
we were so happy, so happy it was sick
ever since we broke up it's been a lousy trip
I've had some trouble, getting my brain back in line
people say don't worry man things will be just fine
but now I think that I would rather drink
oblivion is the only way to forget about that chick
I think that they are full of shit
I don't like this lousy trip
I can't get you off my mind
why was I walking blind
now she's gone, gone so far away
and I am left to think about that day
the day we met and everything just clicked
and now I feel like my sanity has been ripped
Black Gloves
I see them in the shadows
I see them on my brain
I see them crawling down the street
I think I'm going insane
I see them out at parties
I see them all the time
but if I tell my therapist, I'll have to do some time
black gloves, on my brain
black gloves, I think I'm going insane
black gloves, I see them everywhere
black gloves, all the world beware
I see them in my closet
I see them out at night
I see them on my girlfriend's hands
it gives me quite a fright
I see them when I'm driving
I see them on the walls
sometimes it makes me wonder if I'm sane at all
they slap me when I'm sleeping
they wake me up each night
they never want to let Dean rest
don't worry Dean black gloves know best
I see them when I'm dreaming
I see them everywhere
black gloves converging to the front
all the world beware
Situation Normal
well my situation is normal and I'm all fucked up
I don't need a verbal message, I'm shit out of luck
my pressure point is cracking
your necks I feel like snapping
reality is fading
but you're sheep and you keep grazing
our terminal S.N.A.F.U.
don't tell us what to do
our terminal S.N.A.F.U.
we show you what to do
situation normal, you're all fucked up
you don't need to paint a picture, you're shit out of luck
your society is sliding
the pit is ever widening
the guns continue blazing
you're sheep and you keep grazing
is your situation normal, or are you all fucked up
you don't want to see the picture, you're shit out of luck
your morality is diving
a death race you are driving
at times it all seems hazy
but you're sheep and you keep grazing
is your situation normal, or are we all fucked up
we don't want to get the picture, we're shit out of luck
our pressure point is cracking
our necks we feel like snapping
reality is fading
we're all sheep and we're all grazing
Gotta Get Sober (Gonna Get Drunk)
well I gotta get sober and I know I'm gonna hate it
'cause I know it's what I'll do
I wanna same some money
working from Monday to Friday and I wind up singing the blues
I save my whole paycheck and I'm a wreck
and brother I've saved a few
but I got get sober and I know I'm gonna hate it
but my liver has a life to live to
well I gotta get sober
but I'm gonna get drunk
and I don't know what to do
I gotta get sober
but I'm gonna get drunk
and I know just what to do
well I can't stay drunk, I gotta get sober
my old man is coming to town
he likes to see me sober
and I wouldn't think of letting him down
well I can't stay drunk, I gotta get sober
'cause my old man is coming to town
so I gotta get sober and I sure do hate it
'cause I know just what I'll do
well I gotta get straight and I know I'm gonna hate it
so I guess I shouldn't have another round
I wanna save some money
working Monday to Friday
but I think we better have another round
so I gotta get sober, and I know I'm gonna hate it
let's go before I hit the ground
Blackmail
the time has come, the end is near
but you can't see and forget to hear
you keep saying that you want to change
well I'm sorry dear, I won't play your games
where do you come from
what drives you so hard
why don't you give up girl
you've got a black heart
you keep saying that you want to change
from you I find this very strange
tried to use my friends as little pawns
but you chess game just ain't that strong
well now it's done, you've lost the game
and thanks to you my life has been changed
fucked me over, pulled me down
but you ended up looking like a clown
It's Not Cool
it's not cool to be a punk anymore
punk's not dead just go and see the shows
it's not cool to be a punk these days
all it is is just another name
it's in one year, the next it's out
but nobody knows what the game is all about
it all started when the music got boring
the stars were gods and the fans were nothing
it took us back to the roots of us all
when music was fun and the people were alive
the problems of the planet can be solved
social malcontent makes people join the cause
you gotta go out and have a good time
in the roots of rock 'n' roll
punk will always stay alive
after the show it's the same old story
no-one gets paid, except for the glory
you can't make money for the music you love
or you sold out and you fuckin' suck
Killer Cabs
you never seen nothin' move so fast
as a punk on a bike and the cab I just passed
last call for a drink on Saturday night
wasn't stoppin' for no-one or a red light
someone screamed "freak" but it sounded like "handsome"
just a blur on a streak with tequila for ransom
seemed someone on the corner had a similar notion
as I crossed the intersection she frantically motioned to
killer cabs, killer cabs, circling all around me
killer cabs, killer cabs, it was a fucking feeding frenzy
"sharky" sees the piece of cow hanging on the hook
cuts right across every lane, never took a look
swerved, driving, splatter punks is all I think he saw
when I flew across his hood and he just stared at me in awe
I picked up my bones and rode off seeing red
if I saw that prick again, sure as shit he would be dead
didn't wait around 'cause the cops just cause a fuss
left the on lookers standin' there in my dust
five minutes later at my favourite dive
stoned sober from the shock, damn lucky to have arrived
killer cabs, killer cabs, he did I see
killer cabs, killer cabs, just a little ways from me
Nightmare
I put my head down for a rest
I close my eyes it's for the best
next thing you know I'm hangin' on
a slippery rock miles from the ground
slipping, slipping, I can't hang on
clutching, clutching, I'm going to fall
my heart is racing, I can't hear a sound
don't want to look down, miles from the ground
my head is pounding, I can't hold on
I can't hold on, I can't hold on
the sky is red the clouds are blue
trees and dust are blowing all around me
in a panic state, death is near
a tunnel of wind is gaining ground
the floor is ripped up board by board
windows smash as rocks fly around me
the door on the floor is very close
safety is nearby and I'm not there
crawling, crawling, I'm going nowhere
running, running, I'm going to fall
Thoughts Of Aggression
thoughts of aggression
beat down on my brain
a continual cause of unending pain
let up it will not, and the torment is great
and often I wonder if it is my fate
to react in anger
my terminal rage
to fight to break free of my social cage
some people will tell you such things that are not
and twist up the words
the untieable knot
such shit do I wade through in cesspool life
the more I wipe off the greater the strife
all that I see and what comes to my ears
contributes to stripping my internal gears
so where is my limit
how much can I take
before it consumes us our anger and hate
who has the button
I have the pain
to turn thoughts of aggression
into bullets of pain
where is my limit
how much can I take
before it cosumes us our anger and hate
our anger and hate
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