Reject All American
  1. Statement of Vindication
  2. Capri Pants
  3. Jet Ski
  4. Distinct Complicity
  5. False Start
  6. R.I.P.
  7. No Backrub
  8. Bloody Ice Cream
  9. For Only
  10. Tony Randall
  11. Reject All American
  12. Finale


Statement of Vindication

Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Who's the fairest
Of them all?

I don't, I don't really care, y'know
I don't, I don't really care
I don't, I don't really care
Like it's not important at all

You made the rules
You wrote the script out
Don't blame me
When you fuckin' lose

(Don't put the blame on me)
Don't put the blame on me
Don't put the blame on me
Don't put the blame on me

You try to make me crazy (Don't put the blame on me)
You try to make me scared (Don't put the blame on me)
You try to make me crazy (Don't put the blame on me)
I think you're a fuckin' drag (Don't put the blame on me)

You are your own worst enemy

Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na

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Capri Pants

If you see me
If you see me
Just go away
Just go away
If I run
If I run
Don't follow me
Just go away

'Cause I, yeah, I like you
But baby, it's all wrong

If I run
Don't you think you know what I want?

'Cause I, yeah, I like you
But baby, it's all wrong

And baby, it's so wrong
And baby, it's so wrong
It feels good
It's all wrong
It feels good
It's all wrong

It feels so good
It must be wrong
It feels so good
It must be wrong

I, 'cause I like you
But baby, it's all wrong

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Jet Ski

Ain't got no more
No more candy for you

I'm not your rocketship, or your motorboat
Your movie set, or your cartoon show
Not your fuckin' VCR, not your avant-garde postcard idea
I'm not your oil well
I'm not your blood bank
I'm not your bulletproof vest or your Visa card

Ain't got no candy for you
Ain't got no candy for you
Ain't got
I ain't got no candy for you

Oh, I said I'm not your vacation spot
I'm not your footnote, freakshow, or your latest cause
I'm not your view to a kill
I'm not your background tune
I'm not the nutty story
That your neighbor's been tellin' to you

Ain't got no candy for you
Ain't got no candy for you
Ain't got
I ain't got no candy for you, oh

I said I'm not your oil well, I'm not
Your dimestore novel or your prison cell

I'm not
Ain't got

I ain't got no candy for you, oh

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Distinct Complicity [Vocals by Tobi Vail]

Determined by many
Determined by many
Determined by many
Determined by many

Determined by many separations
So controlling and understated
Determined today by those of us
Who refuse to conquer hesitation
And I don't see anything else in this room
I don't think so
Uh-oh, uh-oh

You're already 22
Don't waste your time in school
You could go back anytime
And I wanna see you on tour

Determined by many situations
Seemingly random considerations
Determined tonight by those of you
Who decide to do more than
Just sit on the floor
I don't see anything else in this room
I don't see you, no, not at all

I'm walking down the street
I'm skating to the show
I wanna see your band play
But there's no one here I know

Determined by many
Determined by many
Determined by many
Determined by many

Determined by many separations
So controlling and understated
Determined today by those of us
Who refuse to conquer hesitation
And I don't see anything else in this room
To prove me wrong

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False Start [Vocals by Kathi Wilcox]

On a point in time
Present undefined
And it's getting cold outside
Situation statistical
For reasons you don't know
Just short of indecision
And it's getting cold outside
And it's getting cold outside

For your own trepidation
Refer to new perspexion
See yourself so others can see you
In reverse red can appear blue
Wanna go outside?
Don't you wanna go outside?

Been stuck inside your room
So stranded-like and full of doom all year
Time out for good behavior
Adds up to what you want it to
What you wanna
What you wanna do

What informs a motivation
Casual or obligation
Fictitious circumstance
Suspending all your future plans
Wait for you outside
If this false started motion
Believes its own propulsion
Transcending space and time
Then I'll wait for you outside
Then I'll wait for you outside

Been so long since I've seen you
So much has changed, you sound the same
We're meeting at this place
I wanna see you, see your face again
We're all waiting
We're all waiting here

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R.I.P.
(Rest in Pissed Off-ness)


I can't say everything about it
In just one single song
I can't put how I feel in a package
To sell it back to everyone

But wait
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

I hope the food tastes better in heaven
I know there's lots of rad queer boys up there
And I hope every time that they talk to you
They know they're lucky to be your friend

'Cause look
There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

And I wouldn't be so fucking mad
So fucking pissed off
If it wasn't so fucking wrong
It's all fucking wrong
It's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair
It's not fair

But no one said life was easy
Yeah, but no one said
No one said that nothing's supposed to happen, right?
No, no one told me anything
To prepare me for fucking this

There's another boy genius who's fucking gone

Don't tell me it don't matter
Don't tell me it don't matter
Don't tell me I've had three days to get over it
It won't go away
It just won't go away

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No Backrub

Lung cancer
No time
Lots of stress
More fear
Self-pity
Headache
Lots of guilt
No sleep

These are the things
I give myself
These are the things
I give myself

No pleasure
No time
Don't need to
Feel fine
Dirty kitchen
Broken car
Trying to breathe in
Through a scar

These are the things
I give myself
These are the things
I give myself

Loads of execution
Loads of execution
Loads of execution
Loads of execution
Loads of execution, say it
Loads of execution, say it
Loads of execution, say it
Loads of execution, say it

These are the things
I give myself
These are the things
I give myself

Been programmed to self-destruct

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Bloody Ice Cream

The Sylvia Plath story is told to girls who write
They want us to think
That to be a girl poet means you have to die
Who is it that told me all girls who write must suicide?
I've another good one for you
We are turning cursive letters into knives

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For Only [Vocals by Tobi Vail]

An image from a long, long time ago
Is haunting me
It plays itself with picture-perfect
Clarity
A certain walk
A certain talk
Forever 23
For only me to see

I watch it like a movie
The details so consume me
What's real will surface when it's gone
And then it's gone

By now you've heard the news
What is there left to do?

I watch it like a movie
The details so consume me
What's real will surface when it's gone
And then it's gone

Your face looks so familiar
Unwashed and quite peculiar
No, I can't say that I recall
I guess it's gone

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Tony Randall

Tony Randall
Mary Tyler Moore
Molly Ringwald
Rerun shows

Robotic nation
False history
Spit out another picture of a girl with a gun to
Bore me, yeah yeah

Cartoon girl
Hallmark card
I see a punk club
He sees a strip bar, yeah yeah

Not for girls
Or Hallmark cards
This is a punk club
Not a strip bar, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Some things can't be photographed
Some things can't be photographed

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Reject All American

Regimented
Designated
Mass acceptance
Overrated
Lip sync
Apology
Lip sync
Salutations
Lip sync
Teen anthem
Lip sync
Obligation

If you work hard
You'll succeed
A starring role
On Nothing Incorporated, Incorporated

Reject all-American
Reject all-American
Reject all-American
Reject all-American

Gets good grades
Plays guitar
He's all the rage
On Nothing Incorporated, Incorporated, Incorporated, Incorporated

Gets good grades and plays guitar
Thinks he's cool but really is not

Reject sportscar
Reject mausoleum
Reject sportscar
Reject mausoleum

Reject all-American
Reject all-American
Reject all-American
Reject all-American

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Finale

Red light stop
Green light go
I'm hearing voices
On my stereo

They wanna tell me something
They wanna tell me now
They wanna tell me something
They wanna tell me now

We're the girls with the bad reputations
We're the girls gonna make you pay
We're the girls with the bad reputations
We are gonna have our say


Time to go
Time to go
Time to go
Green light go!

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