Devotchkas "Anihilation"

Devotchkas - Live Fast...Die Young. Cd 200, Punkore Records.

ONE-SIDED SOCIETY

You've got a problem, I'm so sick of you
You're always telling me what to do
I'm not perfect, I know my flaws
But you're not gonna be the one who lays down my laws
Just because we don't see eye to eye
That doesn't mean I'll take your fuckin' lies

One sided society,
If you don't believe in the same thing
you're left out, you see
one sided society,

Point your finger at yourself
Before you point it at me,
Before you do accuse me, take a look at yourself
You've got the problem here, not anyone else
I don't need them and I don't need you
So what the fuck are you trying to prove

[Chorus]

We can't play this and we can't play that
You're the fucking biggot as a matter of fact
I don't give a fuck if we can't play your shows
Try explaining yourself, you never come to us, I know.

DISSAPOINTED

There used to be a time when I thought you were a friend
There used to be a time when the fun would never end
Here one day, gone the next
Forget the past, it's the best bet
Friendly faces, turned insane

Don't take it personally, it was them who changed
Disappointed in every way, every time i see you,
you turn away

Disappointed in every way, every time I see you,
you don't know what to say
Every time i see you, it's a different way to be
The way i look at you, the way you look at me
You piss me off with the way you are
What a disappointment even though i'm so far
away is where i want to live
Because I always knew you had nothing to give
Chance after chance to be a man
You let me down, and this is how I stand

I don't understand the things you do
I don't understand what you're trying to prove
To a later day I hold the future
But I know that nothing good will suit you.


HIP HOP KIDS

I hate hip hop kids, I hate their fucking noise
I hate the hip hop girls and I hate the hip hop boys
They want to stare you down when you're walking down the street
They want to have a laugh because your style doesn't meet
Hip hop music, what a laugh, god I hope that shit won't last
Baggy clothes, fucked up limp, they think it's cool to act like a pimp

I hate hip hop girls
I hate hip hop boys
I hate hip hop kids
I hate hip hop noise

Way of life, there is no pride
Who fucking cares if Tupac died
I don't care, white or black, this song is not a racial attack
But I will still have my say, hip hop kids: go away!
Work a day of life, most of them have never heard of that
Government check, parents sitting home, getting fat
Don't give a fuck what you've got to say
Always with an attitude, when they pass they feel you should pay

ANNIHILATION

We all know it's like a game
Pieces of flesh involved in pain
Day after day, same old thing
Try different lives but always the same
Have the time of your lives
One more day 'till another dies
We all know it's bound to come
But who would have guessed, the other side would have won
Playing life like a movie, everone's got their role
Some make it big, the others pay the toll
Time has come to stay alive

Annihilation of our kind

The scene is dying, maybe its dead
Just another fucker you wanna kick in the head
Try to find piece of mind
Keep on trying, its hard to find
People fuck you over the first chance they get
Never trust no one, my mind is set
Believe what you will, try believing in me
I'll tyr to take you ther to make you see
Stop the bull shit, enough is enough
Try to be so hard but I called your bluff.

SORRY

I won't say sorry for what I've done
I won't say sorry for having fun
I won't take the blame
And I ain't gonna be ashamed

I won't say sorry for what I've done
I won't say sorry for having fun

Shout it out
Shout it out

I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I won't say sorry to you

If you think I will, You know what you can do and
I won't apologize
And I won't put up with any of your lies
I won't say sorry to you
You can stuff that where you want to

Shout it out
Shout it out

I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I won't say sorry for the way I act
I won't say sorry for it and that is a fact
I won't say sorry at all
I won't say sorry 'cause it makes me feel small
I won't say sorry for the way I act
I won't say sorry for it and that's a fact

Shout it out
Shout it out

I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am
I Don't give a damn 'cause I'm proud of what I am

OI! TOY

Knew you from school- Over seven years
Never heard of nothing- Graduated Student-Council queer
Now you wanna hang
Got a skinhead boy to show all her friends

She's an Oi! Toy
Oi! Toy, Oi! Toy
You never knew shit
Oi! Toy, Oi! Toy
When you gonna quit?

Wears Fred Perry's and flight patches too
Doc Marten boots instead of her old trendy shoes
Kisses ass to hang with the girls at the shows
All the Oi music she thinks she knows
High School talk shit is her game
Thinking that her lies will gain her fame

Oi! toy, Oi! toy
Never knew shit
Oi! toy, Oi! toy
When you gonna quit

She's an Oi! Toy, Oi! toy
Never knew shit
Oi! toy, Oi! toy
Better wise up or you're gonna get hit

SHIT FOR DREAMS

Never to be happy seems the way it's meant to be
Violence all around me- Now violence part of me
Chosen few get to have it all
While the rest of us always take the fall
We get shit for our dreams

Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our future and
Shit for who we are

There's nothing here left, why can't you see
Everything I've had you've taken from me
Hope for a future, future for what
An upper class job- raping the buck
We get shit for our dreams

Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our family and
Shit for who we are

I don't what's right for me
I don't what I'm supposed to be
All I know is for those I care for best
Take what you can, never settle for less
I'll be okay, I've done it all before
Just another breather to be going back for more
We get shit for our dreams

Shit for our love
Shit for our jobs and
Shit for who we are
Shit for our dreams
Shit for our love
Shit for our family and
Shit for who we are
SHIT FOR DREAMS

DAMAGED GOODS

We see her cum around
Looking like a busted hound
She cums to all the shows
Ready to take off her clothes
For any guy in a band
As her pride slips her hand

She's got crabs
She's got the drip
She's a whore
She's damaged goods

She's got herpes
She's got aids
She's got it all
She's damaged goods

She always walks down the street
Acting like she's so sweet
But the truth we all know
She's nothing but an easy ho
If she only understood that
All she is, is damaged goods

She's a loose legged bitch
She only comes around to suck dick
Guys get her with ease
As she spreads a nasty disease
She should be tested 'cause
She must be infested

COOPERS IN FORCE

Coppers in Force
Coppers are out in force tonight
Better look out, better keep em in sight
Don't know what they'll bust us for
Doesn't really matter, you'll be out the door

Coppers are out
Coppers are out
Coppers are out in force tonight

Piss on them for the shit they cause
Fuck 'em all for their fucked up laws
Doesn't matter what you say
You're always on the wrong & Now it's your time to pay

MR.SCHOOL PSYCHOLOGY

Sitting in his office behind his desk
Harvard badge on the wall- thinks he's the best
A smile on his face to seem like he cares
I'm just another troubled youth holding back her tears
What do you see when you're looking at me

Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!

He brings you inside as he closes the door
Just another statistic to even the score
He asks his question, he asks you to reply
When its all said and done it was you who feels defied
What do you see when you're looking at me

Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!
Went to school day after day

Got plenty of looks, but they got nothing to say
Plenty of friends known long years ago
No longer speak cause you're no more part of the show
What do you see when you're looking at me?

Mr. School Psychology!
You haven't said nothing to make me see
Mr. School Psychology!