Snot- Get Some

SNOT

Snot, we're fixin' to take you down
You know we wear the crown
Just got to mess around
Leave your daughters and sisters with me
Down, down for the fattest sound
We're coming to your town
Making you jump around
Someone's got to do it
Can you slow down, this can't be cuz you
Know we got, got to have the fat sounds
From S.B., motherfucker said
In this your soul found, can't you see
And we're coming to your town
Break it, smash it, motherfuckin' Snot
Snot, you always knew this, Snot
Crew, we're undisputed
Snot, you know we rule your world
Clockin' all dem girls
We're takin' yours and no, we'll never stop
Snot, I've got to tell you once again
Don't try and play my crew 'cause you can't win
I like to hear the sound when your skull cracks
If you do talk back, feel us attack
We're fixin to take you down
With a fat fuckin' sound gonna steal your crown
Not here to mess around
I know you hear my voice
'Cause you got no choice
The volume of my crew still undisputed
If you don't move we gonna roll right over, motherfucker
Down with groove - everything gonna be alright
I've got to wow the crowd with a sound so loud
Try and front but you know I'm gonna get down
I got the mike that's right what's at stake
Is afraid you'll hear the truth
You can't take this

STOOPID

Spray the masses with gunfire
Foreign pigs want to live in fear
The never learn
Light the match and flames burn higher
I need to exterminate the queers,
My stomach turns, would not heed your worthless cries
Strike with fear, no, I won't wait
Your misery, stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Prompted by my own self doubt
I need to hate them because they're strange
They never learn
I have plucked my own eyes out
I live a life that's ruled by rage
My stomach turns, powered by elders' lies
Strike with fear 'cause I won't change your misery
Stick your fingers in my eyes
Just like somebody blind by hate
They cannot see
Repeat
If you'd open your eyes then
Maybe you could see a figment of closed minds
You know education is the key
Hate sparks will create fire
Why can't you let them be?
I see you're stoopid blind and
I know you cannot see
Repeat

JOYRIDE

Drivin' fast to live
Not to know
I got my 44
I'm tearin' up the asphalt
Drivin'
My engine just can't take much more
Tryin' to be the one (I have no idea on this one)
I got to beat you down
I gotta lead the pack
When you know I got my gun (drop my guard?)
You know I'm havin' fun
I'm gonna make it back
Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Don'tcha mess around with my 44
You see me comin' down the line
With my CG's open wide
Let my bullets fly
Take a little drink now give it to me
My 44
Get in my seat
Then I hit the line
I see you in my sight
You know I'm gonna take another life
Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Don't mess around with my 44
Gonna hunt you down with my 44
I got my pedal to the floor
Don't mess around with my 44
Gonna hunt you down
Said hunt you down
Gonna hunt you down with my 44
Got my pedal to the floor
Don'tcha fuckin' mess around
No
No
No, No
No, No
Don't mess around

THE BOX

Yesterday when I was just a boy in times
of youthful hero worship
My kind have been moulded by images on
the screen
Brought up to emulate the big guns
Another guest on death's best show
The influence cuts deeper than moms knows
Electric waves the demons fly
Now could we just be bred to kill or die
There must be something else
The blame I place on myself
Behind tired eyes the demons stir
The tears go uncried
In the box - doin' time
Now that I'm grown
Abandoned childhood toys
But still what danger have I retained?
To grab the brass ring
and go in for the kill and covet the goods
you know dem got for murder
In the box - Doin' time
and the minds are locked down
Snooze Button
Well, it's just another song
Talkin' about how you let them take your rights
Another redundant verse about how you
Refused to light and lost
What cost? Your cause has got no champion
How could you hope to win? By just complaining
Now it's raining on your parade
Decisions made could cost you dearly
Not just your money but your freedom
Are you wealthy improper choices
Could be deadly
They took your so called rights
You didn't even fight
Well, here's your motherfuckin' wake up call
And there just ain't no way around it
Caught you asleep once again
And we ain't havin' it
Got freedumb for you to do
Just what they tell you
You missed that train of thought
You refuse to be taught a lesson
Now this is what I'm guessing
You'll be held accountable
The things you didn't want to know
You're stressin'
Now with your mind they keep messin'
They took your so called rights,
You didn't even fight
While you were busy fuckin' sleepin'
You know your government was creepin'
Somebody left the door unlocked
While you were asleep
Your life was bought and sold, yes,
To the highest bidder
Left you in sitcom hell
So convinced you're doing well
You sit back synapses are attacked
American Gladiators are the only thing
They're givin' back
You're dying and in your mind,
While they keep lying
They took your so called rights
You didn't even fight
Now that we've given you this
Message you've got a mess
But you can salvage, continue to grow
And soon you'll know that little things
In life can make a difference
You don't got to be some politician
Take back those given rights
Stand up and join the fight

GET SOME

This sickness it burns inside me
It sticks in my throat I'm gonna choke
I cannot speak
Besides it runs the fear of the unknown
Could this be some reckoning
Wrath for wrong I've done, comin' back
to haunt me
The God I have denied his power shown
But now I can't protest although defiant heart
it pounds deep in my chest
I know that this will have it's way with me
For now I choose to go
I know it's just the mind tryin' to interrupt
my flow
Intentions all fall down
My soul has died
Now, this will not die they warned me in
church when I was young I could rely
If there's a God, he's one I've never seen
And now I just lament
Did not heed the threat I played the cards
that I've been dealt
Like putting out the fire with gasoline
For when I use I lose won't face the fear of
life without something abused
That now I'm forced to find another way
My show your final show
A homicide I tried to warn, you should have known
Now I'll take you with me
Show you my pain
Feel the need it's not greed
I figure so what
Can you fix the hole
That resides deep in this gut
I'll fix myself whatever it takes I cannot wait
Come and get it, come and get it, get some
I feed the need that twists my mind
Time and time again Blah Blah Blah come and get it

DEADFALL

Well, I killed my dad in a con gone bad
Nearly drank myself to death
But when he died he said Lou had the cake
So I caught a bus headin' west
I saw the numbers runnin' through
A small cafe and
I knew I'd find my Uncle Lou
That's when Eddie stepped up,
He said pick a card
Shape the con before it shapes you
Who sent you? Sam Fuckin Peckinpah -
who sent ya?
Now I met my uncle for the very first time and
He sent me on a con with Ed
So we came callin' on his girl Dianne
A blown grifter dressed in red
I guess pigeon dropping was the name
of the game and
I had to pay my dues
Well, fun time, family fun was the plan
Shape the con before it shapes you
Sam Peckinpah tried to choke Eddie out
But Eddie cut him from ear to ear
Then he grabbed old Lou and screamed
"We fuck now"
On his face, a twisted jeer
He took Lou down to the same cafe
Eddie couldn't have been much higher when
he tied him up
It was his intent to put his head
in that deep fryer
Well, Dianne told me and I tacked I'd
As we did a little wiggle and dance
When we were done I'd get a hot head
Well, viva fuckin' France Man!

I JUS' LIE

I Jus' Lie like your type
I'm telling you what you want to hear
(or do you really take me true?)
It's what you need to feel before you
spread them legs for me
Although I look your way
you start to play your games again
And no I really don't wanna hear it
Now come here
Shut up
You think this is real?
Cause I jus' lie
When I speak
About the sexual prowess I got
(you know I'm really not that great in bed)
10 seconds down
'bout 8 seconds longer than I got for you
Needed some quick relief and all I got was grief again
I guess I shoulda seen it comin'
Now shut up
Lie down
Put ya' to the test
(How'd ya guess)
I Jus' Lie
Well this choice is not just, mine
I Jus' Lie
And I don't make ties that bind
I've seen the games you play
And I'm wishin' you'd go away
No there's something I must find
Explain the reason why
I jus Lie
And I'm tired
Of this fucking eggshell walk
(yeah like you did ME a favour)
You think for one good screw
I'd trust someone like you at all?
Myself I know the excuse
So sorry you got used again
And of course I'll call you later
Now shut up
Get out
This one fell short
(you wonder why?)
I Jus' Lie
Well this choice is not just, mine
I Jus' Lie
And I don't make ties that bind
I've seen the games you play
And I'm wishin' you'd go away
No there's something I must find
Explain the reason why
I Jus' Lie
'Straight white male'
'in search of bisexual female'
'for love relationship'
'long walks on the beach'
'a good book in front of the fire'
'and lots and lots of anal sex'
'send photo'
I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie just to fuck you
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie (x2)
(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south)
(soon as my dick does your mouth)
I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
I Jus'
I Jus Lie just to fuck you
I Jus'
I Jus' Lie
I
I Jus' Lie
I Jus'
Soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south
Soon as my dick does your mouth you're goin' south

UNPLUGGED

Ain't no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems you've had control for much too long
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to
my frustration
Can't you see the powers that be
Don't give a fuck about you and me
Somebody better say this 'cause there ain't
nobody trying to save us
Just enslave us and leave us hanging on a rope
that they just gave us
Victim of your mistrust
You, your dance, your stupid cash advance
No, I'm not a victim of circumstance
Not gonna leave my life to chance
Rape the hearts of us, the artists
You reap the benefits,
Your pockets, they get fat
While our souls bleed
You're gettin' away with murder
"Son, you failed to read the fine print"
Label whores like festering sores
Keep coming back, they've got a deal for you
No, it's not just good enough to hate this
'Cause we all know the ones in charge
Are all so shameless
And wasted energy on the hate defeats our purpose
Victim of your mistrust
You, you take, our livelihood at stake
And ain't no fake gonna steal my cake
Our spirits much too tough to break
Victim of your mistrust
Need to stop and read between the lines behind
that smile
The greed still shows in their eyes
That's part of their disguise
Don't believe the lies
The more I learn about your game
The less I wish to be involved with you
Another day
Just where do we fit in
It looks like we'll never win
And with the next big trend, the cycle starts again
Don't let them turn you 'round and fall out
Of trust
You got to take control, don't let them have it
They've got to work for us
Don't let them forget, they've to earn
the trust

TECATO

Growin' up in broken homes
You find yourself at ten years old
Runnin' drag and startin' fights
But minors hide behind their rights
Start slow with beer and pot
But soon you're bored with what you've got
Try some dope at first for kicks
You'd promised that you'd never fix
Fade away from the path you choose
You stuck your arm
Started to
LOSE
Surround yourself with pain and strife
A downward spiral is your life
Some years later your life's a shell
Still locked inside this living
HELL
Only to cope you leave your house
Now meet the cops your luck's run out
Got no love end up in jail
A few more beefs a five year tail
Prison term
Before too long
Your number's up
Now you are
GONE
(and thrown away the key)
Jails, institutions
and DEATH
(think I'm fucking kidding?)
Now it feels just like a dream
But it's not what it seems
Gotta block out the screams
I'm too tired to defend
Bring my life to an end
This I can't comprehend
But it's coming
Now the needle's in my neck
I know that mine is not
The only life I've wrecked
Now that I know the battle can't be won
Selfishness weighs a ton
Lookin' out for #1
As if my life was so pretty
Now things look shitty
And there's no one to save me from
Fuckin' pain
It burns hot from the inside out
Now there ain't no doubt
How this 'bout started out
Now they've finally brought me down
Sympathy can't be found
Locking doors the only sound
I've screwed over all who care
It's only fair
They've stripped my soul bare
I can't take it
Now it starts to come on strong
The long arm of the law
Coming down on my head
It's been so long
Since I have felt the sun beating down from above
Without bars on my cage reminding me
That I got screwed up
And I've got no love
From a truck
What the fuck
I'll keep truckin' down
I'm locked in this cell
Kickin' it in hell
Ain't no joke the straight dope started out
(Locking doors the only sound)
Jails, institutions
and DEATH
(think you can take your pick?)
Kickin' dope in a jail cell
You wanna die it feels like hell
Muscles ache you cannot sleep
Stomach ache you cannot eat
Do your time and make parole
Now you're free
Out of this hole
Think you'd learn and start to cope
But from the gate you score some dope
Nothing changes
You start to regress
You're all strung out
Life is a mess
Once again

MR. BRETT

Born into the middle class
Yeah, all you had to do as ask
And mom and dad would give you what you needed
And though I didn't know you then
I know you'll probably defend
And take the stand in life that you'd been cheated
So you adopt a punk rock life
A leather jacket, hair with spikes
And join a band
'Cause you must have a say
And though you helped out with that time
There's those of us who keep on
Trying to make a living and not sound like
Green Day
Trade rags say you're making it, now you're old
You don't give a shit
Subconsciously fulfilled prophecy you've
become your own nemesis
Mr. Brett, we won't pay that fee to keep you
Livin' in luxury
Some say genius, some say mistake
But you've become what you used to hate
So now we're in the 90's and punk's not
what it used to be
It's gone downhill since 1982
And though I like most of your bands
And listen to them all I can
It's fucked up that you think it's 'cause of you
You think that you're still part of the scene
Nail painted black, hair dyed dark green
For you this mid life crisis has come on strong
Now punk rock's been accepted
And they've realized it's not just a fad
Please, stay behind that desk where you belong
Punk rock life's been good to you
Now corporate punk's the thing to do
Obnoxiously, you raised your fee,
you'll see to it we'll all get screwed

MY BALLS

MY BALLS YOUR CHIN
Well it's a bad scene
I guess I never understand
Cause I'm just a man
Doing the best I can
I separate the truth from your bullshit
Don't try and give me them lines
I ain't hearing it

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