Less Than Jake- Losing Steak
AUTOMATIC
I think I think I know it all, but can I be sure of the things I've grown to know, and can I say I know it all, when rules just guide me to blindly follow and things are automatic when you see them everyday, is it the same routine or my fucked up dreams, that keep me walking mindless all the way? I think, I think I know it all, but is our beliefs just stringing us along and there was something wrong in what I heard, for every hour of the day?
HAPPYMAN
Happyman smiles almost every single day, too numb to notice that he's walking in a haze, he's pushed himself here and he doesn't know what to do. Choked by the clock, and he doesn't know what to do. I say you say, you say it work, yeah, it's work all day. Happyman is mad at the world. (green grasses, picket fences, liquid lunches. lost his senses)
9TH AT PINE
When it all came down, on that Saturday night, should I choose a side, at 9th at pine, can we say we're civilised, watched some kid go down at 9th at pine... which will it be? Sympathy or just apathy, which part of the human condition will I believe. Tries then it's tested I've just decided I failed is it the crowd, or the way this is going down? Is being human watching all this without a sound? tried...
SUGAR IN YOUR GAS TANK
If I had a scheme for everything, it seems that I'd be more content with it all, if I had it in me to stop my random thoughts and dumb dreams I could deal with this non stop spinning world. If only I could say that everything's OK take a good look and look the other way, frustration hell who needs it anyway. I'd rather sit back and just smoke cigarettes, be the one with the loudest mouth, be the most closed minded that I can get
SHINDO
Something's out there and it takes me away from a world too small to stay, something's out there. Another day in this place so small, I'd rather be somebody else, maybe if my mind wasn't so tall, I wouldn't be able to tell, and I've walked these streets, it seems like 10 million times, and I've seen things up and leave time after time (and it's just another day) in this place so small. I'D RATHER BE SOMEBODY ELSE. OLD HABITS DIE HARD
107
Unless you could see inside my head, you couldn't possibly understand, I'm happier when things are falling apart at the seams and you'd never know just by looking at me, and I'm strung out on the future and burnt out on the past, sometimes I'd rather just burn this place to the ground. And y'know, it just may be me, but the parking lot with all those creeps keeps me convincing myself that I'm completely sane and with sleep just over rated, and all of ideals out dated, I know that I wouldn't want it any other way. And I can't explain why this place races through my mind
JONNY QUEST THINKS WE'RE SELLOUTS
Well, I really don't know if it matters at all so, but we try to keep our prices low for our records and at our shows, but is that enough? Or is it that we're not punk enough or you think ska just sucks, Johnny Quest thinks we're what?
KRAZY GLUE
It seems I can't explain it all, all the reasons gone and I just can't seem to shake what I've always been brought up on, and well, it's hard to say and it's hard to explain that all the things I've known are feeling strange, I guess I'll always have tradition to fall back on. And just what the hell am I supposed to do, just accept someone else's point of view, and we could ramble on and on and still not know... and what keeps rolling through my brain, it keeps running like a non stop freight train, it's that tradition seems to stick to you like krazy glue, tradition seems to stick to you like krazy glue
NEVER GOING BACK TO NEW JERSEY
There was time when I could say it right to you, that I would never wanna leave this place, but now it's "I was wrong", and "I don't wanna fuckin' talk about it" 'cause it feels like things have changed. Yeah, well I could talk, talk, talk, and say I'm wrong, wrong, wrong but I feel like I'm in a place I've never known and it feels like there's something wrong, something wrong, something wrong and I know that I don't wanna know... I'm never going back again. There was a time when I would say that I was crazy that I would say this place is looking strange but now it's "I'm kinda lost" and "I just don't remember" because things never stay the same... yeah, well I could talk, talk...
HOW'S MY DRIVING DOUG HASTINGS?
Friday night on coke with a crow bar, left at two in the back of Doug's car, without a plan and being fucked up, lookin' to get something something for ourselves, Friday night at three at a side door, Doug said try to get the door just once more, I said man this is all fucked up, just lookin' to get something something for ourselves. Feelin' kinda weird and thinkin' to myself, fuck Doug I'm not goin' out like this, he said man I'm all I've got and I won't be missed, this makes no sense it makes no sense to me, this isn't the way it's supposed to be
JUST LIKE FRANK
He's just like anyone, he's just like anybody, he's just like Frank, and I know it, and he knows it, it's his one sided point of view, I know it when he says it's my way or the wrong way, and I don't care about you, but to see my side wouldn't be the worst thing he could do. When someone's politics, blinds you and binds you, to something you don't believe, and he's just like anyone... and I saw hi walking on my way, past Third St. just the other day, why doesn't he understand views keep changing
ASK THE MAGIC 8 BALL
What the fuck, the fuck have I become, I've become the product of the sum, caught in endless circle, I've become the stupidest man in the world. "Chalk another one up to experience" y'know it doesn't seem to make any sense, to do it all over again, and then again, then do it all over again. I've become the stupidest man, I think I'm drawing a blank again this dizziness never seems to end, it never seems to end, you know it never seems to end... Dunk and sitting and thinking, change it never seems to come when I'm thinking
DOPEMAN
Dopeman's got another big plan, to sell it to you or anyone he can, because this much better than minimum wage and no matter how things they can, because dopeman's reasons will always stay the same and for some people it's the only way to stay sane, think about it for a minute more, it's a life of crime or hanging 'round the liquor store, or a quick drug fix just to get you through, when a decision comes down what would you do, take a welfare state or a dopeman's fate and keep the cycle spinning around
JEN DOESN'T LIKE ME ANYMORE
Jen thinks it isn't fair that I don't really care if she likes me or not, and Jen doesn't like to settle until she makes me feel like Howie Reynolds she thinks that I'm all that I've got. So, Jen doesn't like me anymore and Jen doesn't like to go to my shows, she hates to hear my woah- woah's. Jen doesn't like me anymore
ROCK-N-ROLL PIZZERIA
Man, it's really strange this city never stays the same, it's always "I've got to keep going and I've got to keep moving" but just maybe it's to keep itself sane that it's always "I've got to keep going so I don't have any feeling". So I'm on my way out of this place that has me turning. I'm on my way, all the feeling in this place has all up and gone. So with one hand on the wheel and the other out the window with a smile on my face and my middle finger up, with one hand on the wheel this city's going crazy without a care that it's all fucked up
LOCKDOWN
Something's not right. Urban sprawl from urban blight, something's not right, when history turns into a building site, locked out, fenced up, closed down without a sound. Something's not right, when downtown is just all blinking lights. Something's not right, when strip malls and condo's are at your every side
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