Lyrical Database (w/Musical Supplements)

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9/11 IS A JOKE



FEDS KICKED DOWN THE DOOR AND HAULED MY NEIGHBOR OFF TO JAIL
THEY MUST HAVE FOUND SOMETHING ODD WHEN THEY WERE GOING THOUGH HIS MAIL
AND EVERYONES TOO AFRAID TO SAY THAT SOMETHINGS GONE WRONG
OR TOO BUSY TAPING WINDOWS TO SEE WHAT'S GOING ON-
NINE ELEVEN IS A JOKE, AND IT'S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE
BUT THERE'S MONEY TO BE MADE IN A NEVER ENDING WAR
WAR AND POVERTY IS WHY THERE'S TERRORISTS TODAY
WHY WOULD ANY AMOUNT OF BOMBING EVER MAKE THEM GO AWAY?

     BLACK HAWK DOWN, THE COUNTRY'S GOIN' BROKE-
     9/11 IS A MUTHA FUCKIN JOKE
     YOU'RE WITH ME OR THE TERRORISTS I HEAR THE PRESIDENT SAY
     THEN SAVE ME A ROOM DOWN ON GUANTANAMO BAY

FLAGS HANG FROM ANTENNAS AND TELEPHONE POLES
HOW MANY CIVILIANS WE KILL? NOBODY KNOWS
THE BODY COUNTS ROCKET PAST THE 9/11 DEATH TOLLS
PEOPLE WANTED REVENGE, AND THAT'S WHAT THEY GOT
BUT IF YOU WANTED PEACE NOW WE AIN'T GOT A SHOT
SO IT'S OFF TO WAR AGAIN, WELL WHAT DO YOU EXPECT
FROM A GOVERNMENT RUN BY ARMS AND OIL EXECS

REMIX-
GET UP, A GET GET DOWN- 9/11 IS A JOKE IN YOUR TOWN
GET UP, A GET GET DOWN- POST 9-1-1 G.O.P. CRACKDOWN


 Guitar Terror Attack


WHAT'S THIS SONG ABOUT? MAN I DON'T EVEN KNOW!
JUST ANOTHER SUCKAH YELLIN ON MY RADIO
DOWNLOADING'S NOT TO BLAME FOR WHY RECORD SALES ARE DOWN
EVERBODY'S BORED TO DEATH WITH THAT GENERIC SUCKAH SOUND
NOTHING NEW CAN BE DONE WITH THE GUITAR AND THE DRUMS
WORDS CAN SHAKE PEOPLE UP, YOU'RE HAPPY KEEPING THEM NUMB
FUCKING SUCKAH MC'S THAT'S HOW THEY OPERATE- 
KEEP THE LYRICS VAGUE SO MORE PEOPLE CAN RELATE

CHECK OUR ACCURACY WITH THESE R'N'RPG'S (*rock and roll propelled grenades)
100% SUCKAH MORTALITY
i HEAR THEIR CYNICAL PLEAS FOR MORE SYMPATHY
WHILE THEY DRAG KIDS TO COURT FOR BURNING MIXED CD'S
BUT THAT AIN'T ME, I AIN'T NO SUCKAH MC
AND NO COURT DATE IF YOU DOWNLOAD FOR FREE
JUST DON'T LOOK TO ME FOR NO MELODY, MOTHER FUCKER-
I'M COMING AT YOU LIKE A FUCKING 
TERROR ATTACK
GUITAR TERROR ATTACK
YOU'RE THE SUCKER IN THE FRONT I'VE BEEN WATCHING FROM THE BACK
THINK YOU'RE PRETTY HARD MAN, YOU THINK YOU'RE PRETTY BAD
THEN USE THAT GUITAR TO MAKE A REAL TARGET MAD




 DRAGON WARRIOR


I'M A HARDCORE NERD AND I TELL IT LIKE IT IS
YOU'D BE WISE TO HEED MY WORDS IF YOU WANT TO LIVE
WANDERING THIS WORLD WITH ONLY A SWORD IN YOUR HAND
LIBERATE THE PRINCESS AND PURGE EVIL FROM THIS LAND
YOU MUST SAVE THE KINGDOM, HURRY UP- GODSPEED!
TO DEFEAT THE DRACOLORD, THIS IS WHAT YOU'LL NEED-

  EDRICK'S SWORD, EDRICK'S SHIELD, EDRICK'S SEAL, EDRICK'S ARMOR

DRACOLORD THOUGHT HE WAS BAD 'TILL HE MET THIS KID FROM MAINE
YOU'RE THE LORD OF EVIL? WELL I'M THE KING OF PAIN!
EXPLORING EVERY CORNER OF EVERY DUNGEON AND EVERY TOWER
AND RAISING MY EXPERIENCE FOR THE LAST 40 FUCKING HOURS!
DRACOLORD APPEARS, MY HEART BEGINS TO BEAT FASTER
BY THE TIME WE'RE THROUGH YOU'LL BE CALLING ME MASTER!
BRING IT ON MOTHERFUCKER!

AS A YOUNG KID THAT WAS ALWAYS MY FAVORITE GAME
AND WHILE AWAY ON TOUR, IT WAS THE ONLY THING THAT KEPT ME SANE
ACTION BOYS ARE SUCKERS FOR OLD NES GAMES
BUT EVERYTIME WE PLAY ONE, THE RESULTS ARE USUALLY THE SAME
I THROW THE CONTROLLER TO THE FLOOR AS MY HEART STARTS TO SINK
AND THAT FUCKING RED LIGHT ON MY NINTENDO STARTS TO BLINK!

I FORGOT TO FUCKING SAVE!

GOOD THING I DON'T HAVE A LIFE 


CIRCLE PIT OF APPROVAL


FOR ALL OF YOU WHO DON'T SEEM TO KNOW
THIS AIN'T NO SLIPKNOT SHOW
THIS IS SOME PUNK HARDCORE THAT WE'RE ORCHRASTRATING
RUN IN A CIRCLE AND GET THE AIR CIRCULATING

 YOU LOOK CONFUSED, LET ME EXPLAIN
 BRING THE CIRCLE PIT BACK TO MAINE
 TWICE AS FUN AS THAT TOUGH GUY SHIT
 COME TOGETHER IN THE CIRCLE PIT

FOR ALL OF YOU WHO DON'T SEEM TO KNOW
WE NEED MORE CIRCLE PITS AT THE SHOWS
DO IT FOR US, IT WOULD MAKE OUR DAY
BEFORE WE TURN TO BAD METAL AND FADE AWAY



I, ZOMBIE


WALKING AROUND, MY FRIEND AND ME, THIS TOWN AIN'T LIKE IT USED TO BE
JUST EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED I DON'T HAVE AN ANSWER, BUT IT STARTED OFF SMALL AND SPREAD LIKE A CANCER
EVEN MY FRIEND SEEMS DIFFERENT TO ME, ALL THE THINGS THAT ONCE MADE HIM UNIQUE
ARE GONE FOR GOOD, THE LIGHT'S FADING FROM HIS EYES, I SLOWLY BACK AWAY AS I BEGIN TO REALIZE

 YOU'RE IN DEEP SHIT NOW AND I'M NOT KIDDING
 YA DAMN FOOL! YOU'VE JUST BEEN BITTEN!
 AND I WATCH AS THE COLOR DRAINS AWAY FROM YOUR FACE
 THE OLD YOU HAS GONE AND LEFT A CORPSE IN IT'S PLACE

  I'VE SEEN THE DEAD WALK- THEIR CLOTHES HANG LOOSE AS THEY STAGGER AROUND
  I'VE HEARD THE DEAD TALK- BUT THEY'RE SO FAR GONE IT NO LONGER MAKES SENSE 
  BEWARE, WHAT YOU HATE MOST IS WHAT YOU'LL SOMEDAY BECOME

I DUCK ON DOWN AN ALLEY WAY, I DOUBT THAT ANYPLACE IS SAFE
ALREADY BY NOW I'M BEGINING TO SEE, FOR EVERY THOUSAND OF THEM THERE'S ONLY ONE OF ME
I USED TO THINK I WAS JUST OUT OF DATE, THAT MAYBE SOME PAXIL WOULD SET ME STRAIGHT
I'VE ALWAYS SEEN THINGS DIFFERENTLY, NOW THE DEAD HAVE CORNRED ME

I FEEL A CALMNESS COMING OVER ME, THOSE BASTARDS HAVE INFECTED ME
NOW I TAKE AN INTEREST IN DVD'S, AND EXPENSIVE CLOTHES MAKE SENSE TO ME
AND IF YOU THINK YOU'RE SAFE, THEN YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A SUCKER
HA HA HA! FINI MUTHERFUCKER!



SECRET GOVERNMENT 2: SPIRIT OF '69


IT HAPPENED ABOUT 30 YEARS AGO
SOMETHING YOU PROBABLY THINK YOU KNOW
IT WAS AMERICAS FINEST HOUR
  WE BEAT THE SOVIET SUPERPOWER!
THEY GOT ON BOARD AND WAVED GOODBYE
A NATION OF SUCKERS WATCHED THE SKY
THEN THE MUSIC SWELLED AND THE FLAGS FLEW HIGH
  TOO BAD IT WAS ALL A LIE!

    I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU SAY
    I'LL NEVER BELIEVE IT ANYWAY
    WE'VE ALL BEEN FOOLED, YOU KNOW IT'S TRUE
    MOON LANDING CHUMP, THE JOKES ON YOU!

THE ONLY LIGHT THEY HAD WAS THE SUNS RAYS
SO HOW COME SHADOWS FACE DIFFERENT WAYS
THE FLAG SWAYS A LITTLE AFTER IT'S STUCK IN THE GROUND
  THERE'S NO WIND UP THERE, HOW DOES IT BLOW AROUND?!
VIDEO WAS FILMED IN A HIGHER SPEED
THEN SLOWED DOWN, AND THERE'S NO NEED
TO LINE UP EXPRESSIONS WITH WHAT'S BEING SAID
  THEY HAVE BIG FUCKING HELMETS COVERING THEIR HEAD!

IN SPACE A COUPLE HUNDRED MILES OUT
LIES THE VAN ALLEN RADIATION BELT
NO HUMAN COULD POSSIBLY SURVIVE
  THEIR SUITS ARE SO THIN THEY'D BE COOKED ALIVE
TOO MANY PROBLEMS, NO ANSWERS WERE FOUND
AND MOST OF OUR ROCKETS NEVER LEFT THE GROUND
IT BECAME APPARENT WE WEREN'T GOING TO MAKE IT
  "ALL RIGHT BOYS, WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO FAKE IT"



 GIMME GIMME GIMME END OF THE WORLD


HOLY CRAP THINGS ARE BAD, AND THEY'LL ONLY GET WORSE
BUT NOT IF THE ACTION BOYS CAN END IT ALL FIRST
KICK DOWN THE FUCKING DOOR, DRAG THE GEAR OUT ON THE LAWN
AND DON'T STOP ROCKING 'TILL THE WHOLE WORLD IS GONE

   GIMME END OF THE WORLD-
   BUILDINGS START TO CRACK AND THE EARTH OPENS WIDE
   GIMME END OF THE WORLD-
   ROCK N ROLL ARMAGGEDON AND THERE'S NO PLACE TO HIDE

BUSH DECLARES WAR, JETS HEAD TO B-TOWN
BUT A QUICK BLAST OF FEEDBACK IS ALL IT TAKES TO BRING THEM DOWN
TURN THE AMPS UP TO 11, TIME TO GO IN FOR THE KILL
NEXT TIME BUSH- DON'T MISUNDERESTIMATE MY SKILL

   GIMME END OF THE WORLD-
   BUILDINGS START TO CRACK AND THE EARTH OPENS WIDE
   GIMME END OF THE WORLD-
   ROCK N ROLL ARMAGGEDON AND WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE

   GIMME GIMME GIMME GIMME END OF THE WORLD



HARDCORPS


I'M A NERD ON SPEED AND I'VE GOT SOMETHING TO SAY
SO GIVE ME A MIC AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY
FOR FUCKING 6 YEARS I'VE BEEN IN THIS BAND
AND I PLAN TO BE IN IT FOR AS LONG AS I CAN STAND

I'VE BEEN PLAYING SONGS BEFORE I COULD PLAY GUITAR
AND COMING TO PRACTICE BEFORE I COULD DRIVE A CAR
WANT US TO STOP? I'VE HEARD THAT BEFORE
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET ON THE FLOOR

     PLAYING SHOWS AND NO ONE'S HERE- HARDCORE
     IN OUR MOXIE SOMEONE DUMPED STALE BEER- OLDSCHOOL
     IT'S OCTOBER AND WE'RE PLAYING ON A LAWN- HARDCORE
     DON'T STOP ROCKING 'TILL THE WHOLE WORLD IS GONE- OLDSCHOOL

DEAD CITIES TOUR KICKED OUR ASS
COUPLE WEEKS LATER-BACK ON TRACK
NOTHING CAN STOP US AND WE WON'T QUIT
GET ON THE FLOOR AND CIRCLE PIT



REAGANOMICON


I'M HAVING FLASHBACKS TO BACK WHEN I WAS 10
EXCEPT SOMEONE REPLACED TERRORISTS AS THE COMMIE BOOGIE MEN
NO ONE CARES ABOUT THE ENVIRONMENT, AND ALL THE JOBS ARE GONE
THIS IS THE WORK OF THE REAGANOMICON

     SOME THINGS ARE BETTER OFF LEFT IN THE PAST
     IF THIS KEEPS UP THEN WE'RE NEVER GONNA LAST
     WE'RE NOT MOVING FORWARD, SOMETHINGS GONE WRONG
     REAGANOMICON

BAD COMMERCIAL METAL AND MANUFACTURED POP
CHECK THE MUSIC CHARTS- THEY'RE ALL AT THE TOP
TURN ON THE TELEVISION AND STARING BACK AT ME
IS A RESURECTED ALF AND AN AGING MR T

ANCIENT SOUTHERN DEMONS SUMMONED BACK INTO POWER
THEIR STRANGLEHOLD OF CONTROL GROWING STRONGER BY THE HOUR
THIS IS THE WORK OF MAGIC, THE BLACKEST OF THE BLACK
YOU READ ALOUD FROM THE BOOK AND YOU BROUGHT THE 80'S BACK




RACE CAR SHIRT


ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT, DIAGNOSIS MURDER ON TV
THERE'S A KNOCK AT THE DOOR- IT'S THRASH MASTER P!
IN A RACE CAR SHIRT, JEALOUSY BURNED IN OUR EYES
IS THIS BAND PRACTICE, OR LORD OF THE FLIES?

  RACE CAR SHIRT (YOU ALL WANT MY)

PRACTICE WAS HEATING UP, THAT'S WHEN PAT MADE HIS MISTAKE
BY TURNING HIS BACK ON RACE CAR SHIRT, FOR ONE OF US TO TAKE

  RACE CAR SHIRT (WHO THE FUCK TOOK MY)

-ALLRIGHT, I'M GOING TO TURN OFF THE LIGHTS, AND WHOEVER
TOOK RACE CAR SHIRT CAN RETURN IT- NO QUESTIONS ASKED



A CALL FOR ACTION


KIDS PUKED UP BY MTV
DROP THEIR GUITARS DOWN TO "D"
FUCK THOSE BANDS, THEY PLAY TOO LONG
DON'T WASTE MY TIME WITH 8 MINUTE SONGS

HALFWAY THROUGH SOME 4-PLAYER ACTION, PINKO GETS THE CALL
  I HOPE THIS TIME THE VAN DON'T STALL!
TIME TO PACK UP ALL OUR GEAR, AND HEAD OUT IN THE COLD
  PUT THAT GAME OF BOND ON HOLD!

PUMPED UP ON METAL AND GANGSTA RAP
TREATING EVERYONE LIKE CRAP
NO GANGSTER CHUMP, NO PLAYER SHIT
I DON'T WANT ANY PART OF IT

WRITE A SONG ABOUT BEATING GAYS AND KIDS WON'T BAT AN EYE
  BUT MAKE FUN OF THEIR CLOTHES AND YOU'RE GONNA DIE!
THAT'S THE WAY IT IS TODAY AND I NEVER STOOD A CHANCE
  I'M GOING DOWN IN A SEA OF BAGGY PANTS!


Worthless White Trash Scummy Mustache Gangter Kid
Description
    I don't know if you have this
problem where you live, but around here (Bridgton, Maine) We have a lot
of kids with baggy pants who listen to rap. Some how they know how to shave
their heads, but not their scummy mustaches ( I don't know, maybe they
think the're real mustaches), and all they do is act like complete idiots
(including being blatently racist, whether they know it or not I haven't
got a clue, the're just that dumb).
Song-

 
Monday Morning comes and goes, but this dink doesn't even change his clothes.
Other Kids Are still at school, but not this jerk, no, he's to cool.
Tries to haul himself out of bed, but  changes his mind, and stays insead.
Don't look to Far, he's always around, he'll live here forever, and die in this town.

(Chorus)
Worthless White Trash,
Shave your Mustache,
Grow your hair back,
Cut that G Crap!

Hood up, Mouth Open wide, on the side of the road looking for a ride.
Mad at the cops, "yeah they're keeping us down, every where you look, the're always around."
Hanging at the mall, yeah he's the man, the logo on his shirt? Wu-Tang Clan
Friday Night and he's on the phone, "Hey guys, lets go out and get stoned!"
(Chorus)
Monday again and nothing's changed, you're still a white trash G-Kid in Bridgtion, ME
Your either upstairs smoking pot, our downstairs with your friends on LSD.
Do what you want, I don't mind, just get the Hell away from me cause your wasting my time.




The Legend Of Dumpalumpa



It happened in these Woods many years ago.
Exactly how long no one seems to know.
But one thing is for sure it's legacy remains,
at the bottom of the outhouse with Dumpalumpa's remains.

Late at night, you don't feel right, you cannot fight - It's Dumpalumpa
On the bowl, you'll pay the toll, reach for another roll - It's Dumpalumpa
On the can, you don't understand, maybe it was something you ate? - It's Dumpalumpa
Under the ground, 60 feet down, he waits for you - It's Dumpalumpa

Dumpalumpa was a well educated man.
No matter what the situation, he always had a plan.
People respected him and did what he said.
and thats why the settlers wanted him dead.

On your knees, help me please, it's like a disease - It's Dumpalumpa
I don't feel right, it's putting up a fight, I'll be here all night - It's Dumpalumpa
no pain compares, I'm on the stairs, no one cares - It's Dumpalumpa
my pants are down, in the middle of the yard, it's snowing hard - It's Dumpalumpa

(Painfull Screams)

An old man one day found a hole in his lawn,
and ontop of the tomb, he built himself a john.
Now his tomb must be forever be disturbed,
anytime one of us kids needs to take a turd.

Late at night, you don't feel right, you cannot fight - It's Dumpalumpa
On the bowl, you'll pay the toll, reach for another roll - It's Dumpalumpa
On the can, you don't understand, maybe it was something you ate? - It's Dumpalumpa
Under the ground, 60 feet down, he waits for you - It's Dumpalumpa

(Painfull Screams)




 Pinko Hates Kids(or How I Learned To Stop Worrying And Love Tommy Hilfiger)



I walk down the street and they're always there-thats why I hate kids
they look at me, open mouth, vacant stare-thats why I hate kids
begging for my money to buy some grass-thats why I hate kids
all those Bridgton kids can go kiss my ass-and thats why I hate kids
(Chorus)
I hate kids-who hang around town
I hate kids-who push you around
I hate kids-who think they're cool
If you're under 30, this means you!

11 o'clock at night and I can't sleep-thats why I hate kids
all I hear is funky bass from the street- thats why I hate kids
half the inbreds at the high school can't even read- thats why I hate kids
they'd rather spend their nights getting drunk/smoking weed-and thats why I hate kids
(Chorus)
I hate kids- who don't understand
I hate kids- and the Wu tang clan
I hate kids- who think they're cool
how about college kids? 
I hate them too!
(breakdown)

I hate kids- pregnant at 15
I hate kids- in Hilfiger jeans
I hate kids- who drop out of school
I hate kids and I hate you


BACK TO SCHOOL...(OLD SCHOOL)

 
SITTING ON A BUS GOING BACK TO SCHOOL
THE OLD SCHOOL, WHERE THE COOL KIDS RULE
GET OFF THE BUS-HEY! HEY! HEY!
DUST OFF THE BOOKS-HEY! HEY! HEY!
IT'S TIME TO LEARN THE RULES OF THE OLD SCHOOL
  WE'RE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL
  THE OLD SCHOOL, SO YOU BETTER LEARN THE RULES
  YOU BETTER PAY RESPECT TO THE MASTER
  THE LOSER BLASTER, WHO CAN BUST 'EM FASTER 
  LIKE A LYRICAL DISASTER
  CAUSE I HIT HARD, LIKE A RETARD, WITH HIS REPORT CARD
  AND YOU'LL BE SCARRED, FOR LIFE...(HUH! SOCK IT TO ME!)
GET OFF THE BUS-HEY! HEY! HEY!
DUST OFF THE BOOKS-HEY! HEY! HEY
IT'S TIME TO LEARN THE RULES OF THE OLD SCHOOL
-CAUSE WE'RE GOING BACK TO SCHOOL



ASBESTOS FELT

 
IT STARTED FAR ACROSS THE SEA
A LONELY MAN, WHO HAD A DREAM
ONE DAY TO THIS COUNTRY HE CAME
ASBESTOS FELT, THAT WAS HIS NAME
   HEY, HEY, HEY, HEY, ALRIGHT!
   GONNA WATCH AN ASBESTOS FELT FILM TONIGHT!
HE WORKED HARD TO EARN A FARE
HOPING ONE DAY HE COULD FINALLY GET THERE
TO THE LAND OF HIS DREAMS 
WHERE HE'D MAKE HIS LIFE ON THE MOVIE SCREEN

DOOMSDAY ROCK

 
DOOMS...DAY...ROCK...GO!
PEOPLE ARE DYING, BUT WERE STILL ROCKING
ALL AROUND LIKE FLIES THERE DROPPING
    DOOMSDAY ROCK, WHOA-OH-OH
A BIG ROCK FROM OUTER SPACE
COMING TO DESTROY THE HUMAN RACE
IT'S COMING REALLY FAST, WE BEST GET OUT OF THIS PLACE
    DOOMSDAY ROCK

THE REANIMATOR KILLED MY CAT (THEN HE BROUGHT IT BACK)

 
ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT...GET THIS...
YOU'RE AT YOUR APARTMENT WITH THIS GIRL, RIGHT?
AND SHE'S LIKE "HEY, WHERE'S YOUR CAT?"
AND YOU'RE LIKE "YO, FORGET ABOUT THE CAT, BABY"
AND SHE'S LIKE "NO, I THINK YOUR ROOMATE KILLED IT"
SO YOU GO INTO YOUR ROOMATES ROOM AND GUESS WHAT YOU FIND...
    THE REANIMATOR KILLED MY CAT
    THEN HE BROUGHT IT BACK 
    WHAT A STAB IN THE BACK
    THAT ASSHOLE KILLED MY CAT
    THE REANIMATOR KILLED MY CAT
    BUT AT LEAST HE BROUGHT IT BACK...
ALRIGHT, ALRIGHT...SO GET THIS...
YOUR ROOMATE COMES IN AND HE'S ALL LIKE
"HEY, I THOUGHT I RENTED A PRIVATE ROOM..."
AND YOU'RE LIKE "YEAH, BUT UH, MY CAT..."
AND HE'S LIKE "IT WAS, UH, GOING THROUGH THE TRASH,
KNOCKED IT OVER, GOT ITS HEAD STUCK IN A JAR,
WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO, LEAVE A NOTE SAYING...
    THE REANIMATOR KILLED YOUR CAT

RATS

 
THEY CAME UP THROUGH THE BASEMENT, THERE WAS NO PLACE TO HIDE
THEY CAME UP THE STAIRS AND STARTED EATING MY HIDE
OH GOD! MY ZIPPERS STUCK! NOW I'M REALLY FUCKED!
   RATS!
A BUCKET OF RATS, A BUCKET OF RATS, OH GOD A BUCKET OF RATS
THOUGHT WE WERE SAFE BUT THEY'RE A RAT TOO
NOW WHAT ARE WE SUPPOSED TO DO?
   RATS!
THEY'RE EATING THROUGH MY FACE, THEY'RE EATING THROUGH MY EYES
I'D APPRECIATE SOME HELP HERE, CAUSE I THINK I'M ABOUT TO DIE
   RATS

BRIDGTON FUNKY BREAKDOWN

 
BRIDGTON NEVER SURVIVED TO SEE
THE BEGINNING OF THE NEW CENTURY
BRIDGTON WAS ALWAYS BEHIND THE TIMES
AND THE SCIENTISTS IGNORED THE WARNING SIGNS
Y2K-SYSTEMS DON'T COMPLY
NUCLEAR MISSLES FLY TOWARDS THE SKY
IT'S A DAY EVERYONE WILL REMEMBER
IT WAS THE 31ST OF DECEMBER
    NOW DONS T.V. IS BREAKING DOWN
        FOOD CITY IS BREAKING DOWN
        ADAM'S BAKERY IS BREAKING DOWN
    ALL OF BRIDGTON'S BREAKING DOWN!!!!!

    BRIDGTON!!!!!!!- BRIDGTON FUNKY BREAKDOWN!!!!!!
               
              IT'S A BRIDGTON FUNKY BREAKDOWN!!!!
 
THE PEOPLE HEARD DEATHS TOLLING BELL
THEY COULDN'T FIND SHELTER, NOT EVEN IN HELL
BUT THE ACTION BOYS WERE'NT EVEN PHAZED
THEY HARDLY NOTICED THE REDDISH HAZE
THOSE CRAZY KIDS CONTINUED TO PLAY
THE PEOPLE GOT ON THEIR KNEES TO PRAY
MISSLES CONTINUED RIEGNING DOWN
OBLITERATING OUR LITTLE TOWN
    NOW THE BRIDGTON DUMP IS BREAKING DOWN
        DERFS BARBER SHOP IS BREAKING DOWN
        THE BRIDGTON AG IS BREAKING DOWN
    ALL OF BRIDGTON'S BREAKING DOWN!!!!!

    BRIDGTON!!!!!!-BRIDGTON FUNKY BREAKDOWN!!!!!!

              HERE COMES THE FUNKY BREAKDOWN!!!
(FUNKY BREAKDOWN)


SECRET GOVERNMENT

 
IT STARTED ABOUT 50 YEARS AGO
SOMETHING THE PEOPLE DIDN'T KNOW
ALIENS VISITED THE WHITE HOUSE
THE PRESIDENT GOT HIS PEN OUT
 AND A TREATY WAS MADE
 THE ALIENS HAD IT MADE IN THE SHADE
 GOT SOME PEOPLE FOR THEIR ZOO 
 THEY WANT TO PERFORM EXPERIMENTS ON YOU

  - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

BUT YOU AREN'T THE ONLY ONES DECIEVED
THE GOVERNMENT TOO DID BELIEVE 
THAT THEIR TREATY WAS REALLY FIRM
BUT THE ALIENS HAD DIFFERENT TERMS
 ANOTHER TREATY WAS MADE
 THE ALIENS HAD IT MADE IN THE SHADE
 ANOTHER COUNTRY DECIDED TO 
 MAKE A TREATY WITH THEM TOO

  - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

IT'S TIME FOR US TO FACE THE FACT
THAT IT IS TIME FOR US TO ACT
WE'LL SPRAY THEM IN THE FACE
WITH OUR LETHAL HUMAN MACE

  - WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

OLD, SLOW, AND IN MY WAY

 
WALKING AROUND THE GROCERY STORE
THE BANK IS WHAT I CAME HERE FOR
FOR ONLY A SECOND I TURNED AWAY
OLD AND SLOW AND IN MY WAY!
  COME ON GRANDMA, I'VE GOT THINGS TO DO
  AND I'D LIKE TO DO THEM BEFORE I'M OLD LIKE YOU
  YOU'RE OLD AND SLOW AND IN MY WAY
  COME ON GRANDMA, SOME TIME TODAY
I LOOK TO THE LEFT, THEN TO THE RIGHT
NO WAY TO GET PAST IS IN SIGHT
C'MON JUST LET ME GET AROUND
THE INTERCOM SAYS "WE'RE CLOSING DOWN"
  COME ON GRANDMA- IT'S A BORE
  BEING STUCK INSIDE THIS GROCERY STORE
  HOW MUCH MORE OF MY LIFE CAN YOU TAKE AWAY
  OLD AND SLOW AND IN MY WAY
SHE'S IN MY WAY ANDI CAN'T GET OUT
LEAVE IT TO GRANDMA-TIMES RUNNING OUT
I HOPE THIS PROBLEM SOON GETS FIXED
CAUSE I'VE BEEN STUCK BEHIND SINCE '86

(THEME FROM)PINKO MOXIE ARMY

 
YOU BUNCH OF DIRTY WANKERS, PACK UP AND LET'S GO!
-GRAB A BOTTLE OF MOXIE, WE'RE HEADING TO A SHOW
BETTER MAKE SURE YOU BRING ENOUGH, FINDING THIS PLACE WILL BE TOUGH
-I THINK WE'RE GONNA BE LATE, WE'RE HEADING SOUTH ON THE INTERSTATE
PULL OVER HERE, I WANT TO SEE THE GREAT ZAMBIBI!!
-YOU WASTED 15 MINUTES IAN, GET BACK IN THE CAR YOU WEENIE!

     PINKO MOXIE ARMY!!!!!
       A BOTTLE IN EACH HAND! (HEY, HEY, HEY!)
     PINKO MOXIE ARMY!!!!!
       WE EVEN DRINK IT ON THE CAN! (HEY, HEY, HEY!)
     PINKO MOXIE ARMY!!!!!
       WE BUY IT BY THE CASE! (HEY, HEY, HEY!)
     PINKO MOXIE ARMY!!!!!
       THE DRUMMER CAN'T STAND THE TASTE!

ON YOUR WAY TO THE STORE, WE'RE OUT AND I WANT MORE!
-IAN AND BILL GOT THE LAST, JOSH IS GONNA KICK OUR ASS!
GUESS WHAT GUYS WE'RE LATE, BUT THE SHOW HASN'T STARTED YET
-WE'RE GOING TO GET OUR P.A., AND THEN WE'RE GONNA PLAY
WE SET UP ALL OUR GEAR AND TURN TO FACE THE CROWD
-WE'RE GONNA PLAY REAL FAST, AND WE'RE GONNA PLAY REAL LOUD
FOR THE PRICE OF GAS, WE SET THE PLACE ON FIRE
-AND WE DO IT FOR LESS, ACTION BOYS FOR HIRE!

     PINKO MOXIE ARMY!!!!!



LYNARD SUSPYNARD THE LEPRASKIN (OF HARDY, WOLF, AND SUSPYNARD)


ACTION BOYS WERE TAKING A WALK ON THE 4TH OF JULY
WHEN THEY NOTICED A RED, WHITE AND BLUE RAINBOW ARCING THROUGH THE SKY
SO THEY FOLLOWED THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH INTO THE ENCHANTED WOOD
WHERE UNDER A CANOPY OF FLAGS THE PROUD LEPRASKIN STOOD

 "OI! YOU FOUND ME SECRET HIDEOUT, BUT I'M NO FOOL,
 IF YOU WANT TO KEEP THIS GOLD, YOU HAVE TO FOLLOW ONE RULE:

     YE' BURN ME FLAG... I STEAL YE' GOLD! (x2)
     YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE BOY, SO DO AS YOU'RE TOLD...
     YE' BURN ME FLAG, I TAKE BACK ME GOLD! 

AND HE DISAPPEARED IN A PUFF OF SMOKE, AND WHERE THE LEPRASKIN USED TO BE
NOW STOOD A BROKEN CHAIR AND A SMASHED IN OLD T.V.
WE WENT HOME TO CELEBRATE OUR NEW FOUND WEALTH OVER A HOME COOKED DINNER
"NO, BONO PORTO! THOSE POTATOS ARE SUPPOSED TO SIMMER!!"

 I REACHED FOR THE NEAREST WASHCLOTH TO MOVE THE POTATOS FROM THE FLAME
 BUT BEFORE THE FLAG-LIKE CLOTH COULD TOUCH THEM I HEARD THE LEPRASKIN EXCLAIM: (CHORUS)

"I'VE BEEN WAITING FOREVER FOR THE CLASSWAR, IF I'M GOING I WANT TO BE SEEN"
SO HE BOUGHT HIS TICKET ON E-BAY AND RENTED A LIMOSINE
THE REST OF THE ACTION BOYS STAYED AT HOME AND WATCHED IT ON PAY-PER-VIEW
AND STARED IN HORROR AS JOSH LIT UP A FLAG, YELLING "LOOK I'M ONE OF YOU!"

 "HA HA HA, YE' STUPID ASS!" THE LEPRASKIN SCREAMED WITH GLEE,
 "YOU BURNED ME FLAG AND BROKE THE RULE, THAT GOLD BELONGS TO ME! CAUSE... (CHORUS)



SYSTEM


YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE EVERYDAY
LISTENING TO THEIR SYSTEM AND THEIR LIES

     SYSTEM!!!!!!!

YOU DON'T THINK YOU'RE A PART OF THIS SYSTEM...
BUT YOU ARE!!!!

     SYSTEM!!!!!!!

 bridge- DON'T VOTE FOR SYSTEM!!!!



Ninja Test Of Strength


Like winds that blow along the coast, he moves among them like a ghost
No regret, not one bit, Ninja doesn't give a shit
Hundreds fall to the arrows sting, Ninja doesn't feel a thing
Manipulating time and space, kick your mom right in the face

   Does Ninja back down from battle? No Fucking Way
   No, there ain't no fucking way

   Ninja Test Of Strength

System troops, they block my path, Ninja cuts them all in half
A thousand dead, think I'm through? 
Next I test my sword on you



Walker, Taliban Ranger


If you don't like America then you can fucking leave
 So he packed up his bags and he headed over seas
I'm tired of living here, in the land of the free
 where a tv and remote make a prisoner out of me
While my ass gets bigger with every burger that I eat
 Earning minimum wage lost in the Walmart down the street
If I can't think for ny self then I'm better off dead
 But it's kind of hard to think with "Yous A Ho" in my head

Now everyone's a patriot, and everyone's a hero
 And the number of Bush's critics seems to've dropped down to zero
He's free to do what he wants, and no one seems to care
 Keep them all distracted with the latest terrorism scare
While he builds the military and puts us deeper into debt
 And takes away more freedoms than any overseas threat
That sounds like terrorist talk, now we're free to tap your lines
 Who's looking over my shoulder during Makeoutclub time?!

     Go John Walker, Taliban ranger

Funny how a country so proud of its freedom and its rights
 Would start to trade them all in to sleep a little better at night
Invent a list of crimes, none of them have to be true
 It's not like you have to be guilty to get a confession out of you
I travel around the world, from Paris to Beiging
 I want to see a foriegn culture but all I see are Burger Kings
Don't act so surprised, it's not hard to understand
 Why no one wants a Walmart built on top of Holy land
  


I Wanna Be Mayor


Raised by wolves among the mountains and trees
I turned to the moon and I howled for peace
But that peace never came, and so it happened one day
Trucks rolled in and took all the trees away
And the sound of the saws and the trees diving down
Charged my head with that Action sound
'Till my hands they shake, I can't sleep at night
I can't clam down, I'm wound too tight
 
     I'm a sonic terrorist with a guitar in my hand
     I don't take no shit, I don't give a damn
     And the walking dead who ain't got no soul
     I'm gonna shock 'em dead with my Rock n' Roll

Now system troops are trying to take me out
And the poor fools who follow don't even care what they're about
Puts on his hatebreed shirt and he hits the stage
Time to spread some hate and vent some adolescent rage
But that Jibber-Jabber don't concern me none
I fought back with my sound and this chump reached for his gun
Too late! Too late! It locked the trigger in rust
He pulled it back, it cracked and turned to dust




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