Chock full o' Angst

You think I give a shit who you are?

(whoa oh oh)

You think I care how immature you think I am?

(whoa oh oh)

Just keep your self-righteous comments to yourself

(whoa oh oh)

Look in the mirror, you're more fucked up than I am

Sick of hearin' things

(I'm too good for you)

You're not too good for me

(I'm too good for you)

Dissapointed, I know,

(I'm too good for you) I know

Look at pretty me

(Same verse and chourus x3)

I'm too good for you x5



Project X

My sophmore year I had a friend Nick

and when he walked by in gym class

we used to turn our heads away

he didn't socialize

because he'd note our eyes

when he sweat he stunk like a pig yeah,

we would turn our heads way

Everyone said his right guard went left and

I still say his armpits they smell like death, man x2

Remember what I say x3

My sophmore year I had a friend Nick

and when he walked by in gym class

we used to turn our heads away

he didn't socialize

because he'd note our eyes

when he sweat he stunk like a pig yeah,

we would turn our heads way

Project X (project x)

A secret operation to get rid of Nick's stench x2

Remember what I say x3

I can smell his stench from across the room

Nose up in the air

x2

Project X(project x)
A secret operation to get rid of Nick's stench x2

Remember what I say x3

GO!

Project X x9

Ready to die

I sold crack at my projects

I'm ready to die

Now I've got a record contract

I'm ready to die!

Sure as hell beats sellin' smack

I'm ready to die (ready to die!)

Now I got a record contract

I'm ready to die (ready to die!)

So what's the point of looking at me?

Staring at me?

Now that I've got my boys around me

(woo woo woo)

So what's the point of looking at me?

Staring at me?

My ankle bracelet's gone

Now I'm out, now you're dead!

(ready to die) (ready to die)

I saw my best friend choke

I'm ready to die (ready to die)

He was bludgeoned by Tone Loc

I'm ready to die (ready to die)

So what's the point of looking at me?

Staring at me?

Now that I've got my boys around me

(woo woo woo)

So what's the point of looking at me?

Staring at me?

My ankle bracelet's gone

Now I'm out, now you're dead!

READY TO DIE! X4

Until your album bombs x7

Until your album bombs, you're dead

We're ready to die x4

(plus an uncounted number of backround Ready to die's)

Lightpost Red

I'm hangin' with lightpost red

I'm hangin' with lightpost, lightpost

I was damaged when the tide came in

I'm hangin' with lightpost red

I'm hangin with the big balls blue

Goin' through this shit because of you

I'm here with lightpost red

I'm here with LET'S GO!

Be with you on the weekends

But you're far away

You're far away, yeah

Balls caught in a vicegrip

Cause you're far away

You're far away, yeah!

My pants hang low, where'd you go? x4

(repeat twice)

I'm hangin' with lightpost red

I'm hangin' with lightpost, lightpost

I was damaged when the tide came in

I'm hangin' with lightpost red

I'm hangin with the big balls blue

Goin' through this shit because of you

I'm here with lightpost red

I'm here with LIGHT POST RED!

We like solos in our songs x2

My pants hang low, where'd you go? x4

Knucklehead

(intro from the Goonies)

Always lookin' down on me

This can't be worth five dollars, twenty-five cents

My family thinks I'm suicidal

Damn, man look at this fucking shape I'm in

That fat bastard keeps on bitching at me

Spirit's going down

I just can't take this shit no more

Somebody kill me now

A knucklehead, a knucklehead

A knucklehead I am, I am

A knucklehead, a knucklehead

A knucklehead I am, I am

Pumpin' gas for seven hours

Toxic fumes are fuckin' with my head

Seein' purple lepracahns

My parent's think I'm smokin crack, I need to quit

That fat bastard keeps on bitching at me

Spirit's going down

I just can't take this shit no more

Somebody kill me now

A knucklehead, a knucklehead

A knucklehead I am, I am

A knucklehead, a knucklehead

A knucklehead I am, I am

Two minutes of your life

Pick it up x3

We're happy guys and we play happy songs, that's about it

In this particular tune there's no swears in it

One hundred twenty seconds goes real fast

And that's a fact

It's two minutes of your life and you won't get it back

SO LET'S GO!

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

two minutes of your life! x4

We're happy guys and we play happy songs

But sometimes we do say "Fuck"

But that's okay we got your attention

You can stop your bitching, cause you just payed 5 bucks

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

two minutes of your life! x4

We're happy guys and we write happy songs

And that's all that we can do! x4

And if you don't like it?

FUCK YOU!

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

Everybody watch it go

two minutes of your life! x4

Faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

I never knew which way to go

But now I think I do

Some leather here, a piercing there

A big Black Flag tattoo

I guess I'll preach my punk rock shtick until it's ringing in your head

Hope no one remembers you used to listen to the Grateful Dead

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

Punk is dead , fuck you

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

I see you at every show

You know you really make me sick

One day you'll come to realize your punk rock shit ain't worth dick

You want to be different and unique

Well hey, that's swell

Moron, don't you know you look like everybody else?

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

Punk is dead , fuck you

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

Punk is dead, fuck you

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

Punk is dead , fuck you

You're faker than a blonde Puerto Rican

Someone just stole my nose ring!

That asshole hurt my feelings!

Punk is deadx3

Sure is dead

Punk is dead

punk is dead

punk is dead

And you're next x6

White Hats INC.

So what I don't have a leather jacket?

So what I don't have a mohawk?

Even if I did, in your eyes I'm just a joke!

White hats, White hats Incorporated!x4

I'm not who you want me to be, I'm not who you want me to be!

White hats, White hats Incorporated!x4

Am I punk yet? Am I punk yet?

LETS GO!

White hats, White hats Incorporated!x4

White hats!

SMACKIN' ISAIAH

bobby played with lucy's four annoying children

isaiah was left

but bobby had much older friends that would come over

this arguments not over yet

and then one day

all the plumbers ran away

there was havok in the streets

from a distance you can hear

the women screaming

falling onto their hands and knees

bobby's dad the architect

was much much older

than he would admit anyway

certain words

would piss him off and make him angry

alternative and oj

and then one day

she went out and saw

two bodies lying in her car

from a distance

you can see

the blood dripping on

her new converse sneakers

isaiah was left

bobby had much older friends that would come over

this arguments not over yet

are you scared yet x4

bobby played with you

isaiah was left

bobby had much older friends that would come over

this arguments not over yet

You Bent My Wookie

smacked my nuts

bathroom door

holy shit i'm gonna puke

i go unzip my pants

and dribble piss onto my shoes

i make my

grand exit

i'm bleeding but i don't care

its moisty

i'm frightened

it's drippy in my underwear

today i made some brownies

burned my hand on the stove

turned on the faucet

hope the water's cold

scolding pain coming up my arm

steam starts to rise

here's the fire alarm

get a band-aid

get a band-aid

stand close to me i'm gonna fall x4

grab a towel

soak this up

before somebody hurts themselves

white knuckles

belt buckles

too loose to hold the smell

stomach hurts

i gotta go bad

no time to wipe the seat

no towels for wiping

mom's gonna be mad at me

just see these lines

throughout the seat

what's inside

i don't know

dripping paint coming down my leg

start to paint it

i'm starting something

on the seat yeah

stand close to me cause i'm gonna fall x8

THE OTHER GUY

in a drunken stupor

he's on his way out

and no one cares

all the medals now

mean nothing

you can't hock your tears

his mind is fading

the balance is changing

like a tree in the wind

only this one has splintered

he has a monopoly on

all his petty memories

but these dreams mean nothing

nothing to them

crossing the line

that defines social status

the outcast that laughs at us

is crying

he's on the corner peddling for

change

not change for a bite to eat

but change for society

his only friend the one

that they called willie

is gone

he takes another sip

a broken hip a snap

and then a scream

the bottle meets the lips

sheer agony

a treasured paradise

was promised

he grabs his crucifix

he's never prayed much harder in his life

the sight of this

unwanted man

is enough to make god cry

he is the other guy

the other guy

crossing the line

that defines social status

the outcast that laughs at us

is crying

he's on the corner peddling for

change

not change for a bite to eat

but change for society

the other guy x4

THE CRUSADE

somehow we've ended up at no decision

a unity of children trying to rule the world

searching for the promised land

we've lost our grasp on what we demand

we're working without a net today

follow the leaders pay no mind to the pipers

shouting orders now

the soldier marches on

on assimilate the masses

assimiliate the classes

the cloud has burst and now

it's pouring down

somehow we've ended up at no decision

a unity of children trying to rule the world

searching for the promised land

we've lost our grasp on what we demand

and we're working without a net today

the fires been set

and violence fans the flames

simple millions suffer

while the giants play their games

ideas and ideals

conquer and invade

fallen into rank in the

name of the crusade

i'd say you want

something

i'd say you want

something

i'd say you want

i'd say you want

somehow we've ended up at no decision

a unity of children trying to rule the world

searching for the promised land

we've lost our grasp on what we demand

and we're working without a net today





 

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