Rough Stuff "Out of Control" EP (2009) True Force Records.
OUT OF CONTROL
Wearing boots with the bouncing soles
Walking down the street, playing a starring role
Smoking, drinking, and making the noise
Now you're free, fighting with the boys
No one can obstruct your way
You're out of control
Yo can't hear what people say
You're out of control
The media banner the violent youth
People are blind, they don't know the truth
The council enacts various ban
But you don't care, you're having fun
No one can obstruct your way
You're out of control
Yo can't hear what people say
You're out of control
ANTI POLITICIAN
The great music heared from the street
It's not a given, it's our beat
I don't wanna listen to another charts
I don't like you the bleeding hearts
I'm anti politician
Are you learning to left or right
Where are you when our country fights
I don't wanna listen to your false preach
I don't wanna vote for a fucking leech
Youth Anthem "Standing Point" EP (1997) Knock Out Records.
BOUNDLESS WAR
Fight or flee. Wich should you choose? Boundless world. It's mental war Find a way out of the maze. Break the deadlock right away
You can't carve out your own way You can't get through your own war You can't find right answer But you must fight to boundless war
You always wandering about on the lonesome way The wall stand right in the way But tired out, you can't stepping forward
Boundless war. No answer. No way out Fight or flee. Wich should you choose?
OUT OF CONTROL
The truth has been always coverd up They don't know the case The oppression takes fight out of the youth We are fed up with this world
Break away!! The blind control Break away!! The false freedom
The times is full of violence and lies The times is full of fuckers!! No faith. No fact. No private claim We're fed up with this world
Break away!! The blind control Break away!! The false freedom
We' ve got the power and the strength No one can get away!! We've got the power and the strength No ona can get away!!
Out of control. Fuckin' dame your power.
SKINHEADS ON THE STREETS TONIGHT
They put on the flight jacket and braces and boots Wander about on the downtown street between two days Trivial trouble follows 'em around at any time But they don't wanna get mixed up with such a thing
They're only looking for the joy!! Skinheads on the street tonight
They have nothing to do with a common life 'Cos they choose 'em way of life as skinhead The street rings withs step of youth at weekend night 'Cos skinhead boys gang up on the street tonight
They're proud of being a skinhead!! Skinheads on the street tonight
They make a noise on the street tonight Fuckin' wankers. Fade away!! The one and only wonderland belongs to 'em forever more
The Prowlers, "Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow ... " CD (2000) MadButcher Records.
TONIGHT, TONIGHT
Tonight, tonight
Getting ready for a fight
We'll meet the boys
We'll be shouting Oi!
We'll drink our beer
We'll feel no fear
(Estribillo)
Skins and Punks
Let's get drunk
All night long we'll sing along
Standing proud
Beer in our hand
We are loud
The pub is our land
We'll smash your rave
We'll put you in your grave
(Estribillo)
Skins and Punks
Let's get drunk
All night long we'll sing this song
Tonight, tonight
Getting ready for a fight
We'll meet the boys
We'll be shouting Oi!
We'll have no fear
Drink our beer
(Estribillo)
WE COME OUT FIRST
On the streets you think we're scum
In your heart you think we're bums
We work hard, we have our fun
Fuck with us and you are done
(Estribillo)
In your eyes we are the worst
We're Working Class - We come out first
Back at home you live a lie
You hate yourself, you don't know why
You three piece suit won't get you buy
You drink alone, you wish you'd die
(Estribillo)
WE WON’T BACK DOWN
We're coming out of B.S.L. on Saturday night
Oh no, we won't back down
Jocks and preppies get out of our sight
Oh no, we won't back down
I'm in a violent mood and something just ain't right
Oh no, we won't back down
Someone's coming down and it ain't from our side
Oh no, we won't back down
(Estribillo)
The streets is where you don't belong
Get out of my face, back to mommy's home
You're out to prove yourself tonight
But you'll end up with broken bones - Oi!
There could be 20 of you and 10 of us
Oh no, we won't back down
Daddy's rich kids want to make a fuss
Oh no, we won't back down
We got nothing to lose but the shine of our boots
Oh no, we won't back down
Cause Hooligan violence is in our roots
Oh no, we won't back down
(Estribillo)
We're coming out of B.S.L. on Saturday night
Oh no, we won't back down
Jocks and preppies get out of our sight
Oh no, we won't back down
I'm in a violent mood and something just ain't right
Oh no, we won't back down
Someone's coming down and it ain't from our side
Oh no, we won't back down
There could be 20 of you and 10 of us
Oh no, we won't back down
Daddy's rich kids want to make a fuss
Oh no, we won't back down
We got nothing to lose but the shine of our boots
Oh no, we won't back down
Cause Hooligan violence is in our roots
Oh no, we won't back down
(Estribillo)
Lalalala ... Oi! Oi! Oi!
Lalalala ...
WE’RE TAKING BACK THE PUBS
We're banned from every pub and bar
We got nowhere to go
It's time that we all take a stand
And let everybody know
We're gonna take control of this town
Never let you put us down
We will never let them win
No way, okay!
(Estribillo)
We're taking back the pubs
We'll never let them win
And if we see them on the streets
You know we'll do them in
The city belongs to us
We want to take it back
And we're not scared, we're prepared
For your pointless attacks
We'll take control of this town
Never let you put us down
We will never let them win
No way, okay!
(Estribillo)
... Oi! Oi! Oi!
The city belongs to us
We want to take it back - take it back!
And we're not scared, we're prepared
For your pointless attacks
... For your pointless attacks
JOE HAWKINS (*The Oppressed cover)
See him walking down the street
Doctor Martens on his feet
Levi jeans, ben sherman shirt
Fuck with him and you'll get hurt
He's a skinhead and he don't care
Marten boots and short cropped hair
He's a skinhead and he don't care about you
Walking down on the brighton pier
Long haired hippies filled with fear
Crunch of bone as boots go in
Joe's so proud to be a skin
Prison couldn't change his ways
Skinhead's back he's here to stay
So if you think you've got the suss
Be a skinhead be like us
He's the king, king of the skins
Whats his name? Joe Hawkins
LOST CAUSE
You used to be a friend of mine
Now you haven't got the time
You're too afraid to walk the streets
Good friends you had so close and near
Now you live your life in fear
You crossed a line you shouldn't have crossed
(Estribillo)
It's easy but baby don't you see
You gotta stop blaming society
Look into your heart and see
Is that the way you really want to be
Don't want to hate no more
You got to wonder what you're fighting for
You burned your bridges way too fast
Your two timing ain't gonna last
You need to stand on your own feet
Your precious pride is falsified
You've been taken for a ride
It's all a bunch of fucking lies
(Estribillo)
Look into your heart and see
Is that the way you really want to be
Don't want to hate no more
You got to wonder what you're fighting for
IN MEMORIES
Walk on soldier, we will never forget you ...
Back in the days there was no choice
A war of wills united with a voice
They gave life to kids and wife
He was a soldier, soldier, soldier - Oi!
(Estribillo)
Remembrance day was made for them
You showing respect, that's what we expect
They didn't know why they went to fight
But they did it with pride
They gave heart for a stupid war
He was a soldier, soldier, soldier - Oi!
(Estribillo)
Back in the days there was no choice
A war of wills united with a voice
They gave life to kids and wife
He was a soldier, soldier, soldier - Oi!
(Estribillo)
EASY TARGET
Here come the cops, let's get outta here ...
Young punks hanging on the streets
- Easy target, he's a target
Coppers see them on the beat
- Easy target, he's a target
(Estribillo)
Kids on the streets won't have a chance
They're just trying to survive
Those pigs like to smash their hopes
- Easy target, he's a target - Oi!
You get off with your authority
- Easy target, he's a target
Watch your back, don't fuck with me
- Easy target, he's a target
Down at the station no-one sees
Locked away from society
Fists and bats you'll soon understand
- Easy target, he's a target
Young punks haning on the streets
- Easy target, he's a target
Coppers see them on the beat
- Easy target, he's a target
(Estribillo)
SMASH THEM UP
In this city all I see
Is brain dead hippies on the street
... They're on the street (x2)
Telling me how to be
Those posers we love to beat
... We love to beat (x2)
(Estribillo)
Smash them up
Don't give a fuck
We can't wait to beat you up - Oh yeah!
Your ugly face just makes me sick
You play the poor when you know you're rich
... You know you're rich (x2)
Don't ask me for a cent
Cause your welfare check is already spent
... Already spent (x2)
(Estribillo)
... What you gonna do?!
NEW BREED
I used to get pissed
With all those new breed Skins
But with an after look
I know what this scene needs
Certainly not hippie skankers,
But more and more kids from the streets
(Estribillo)
Ooh, ooh - The new breed Skins
Ooh, ooh - Come and grab a beer
Ooh, ooh - The new breed Skins
Ooh, ooh - Come, walk on with us
Everyone goes through this
Why don't we give a chance
To all those Working Class kids
That are proud of what they are
Just come and put on your boots,
Come with us, join the parade
(Estribillo)
I used to get pissed
With all those new breed Skins
But with an after look
I know what this scene needs
Certainly not hippie skankers,
But more and more kids from the streets
(Estribillo)
... Ooh, ooh - The new breed Skins
... Ooh, ooh - Come and grab a beer
HARD TIMES
Hard times have come and hard times have gone
But we survived and that's what made us strong
We wouldn't want to live any other way
Society says we shouldn't be
But what's society done for me
Try to kick us down but we come back again
We are the future, we're the past
We're sons and daughters of the Working Class
Don't need no money to feel like we belong
... So, Skinheads remember
(Estribillo)
We are the ones you love to hate
The ones you wish that would be dead
Try to kick us down but we come back again
We are the Skins from this city
Brothers and sisters of the streets
Don't need no money to feel like we belong
... So, Skinheads remember
(Estribillo)
... It's the life of the Skins
... No matter where you've been
... Black or white
... Now's the time
(Estribillo)
Society says we shouldn't be
But what's society done for me
Try to kick us down but we come back again
We are the Skins from this city
Brothers and sisters of the streets
Don't need no money to feel like we belong
Devotchkas - Live Fast...Die Young. Cd 2001, Punkore Records.
PSEUDO-PERSONALITY
You pick out some friends and to them you'll cling Then you wait and see who next week will bring You choose your friends wisely to take you to the top You climb the social ladder and don't know when to stop
[Chorus:]
Suck 'em in and spit them outt Hats what you're all about The time will come, won't be long People will notice somethings' going wrong Shit on people and they soon will seeyou have a pseudo-personality
You stumbled into punk and saw your way in Doing anything you could to fit in You lead people on and they fall in your trap You get what you need and you leave them flat
[Chorus]
You're outta control and all I've got to say Is what goes around comes around one day One step at a time you're knocking people down Look at your nose-its turning brown
[Chorus]
It won't be long, just wait and see People are gonna' notice how fake you can be Their gonna' realize you're nothing but a fluke Stop what you're doing-you're making people puke
[Chorus x2]
THE WICKED HEART
I was young and so naive Wearing my heart on my sleeve And so I gave it to you Now left in pieces like broken jewels
You just up and left me here For rot-gut gin and cheap beer But I'm over crying and into fits Sad to see you go, you piece of shit
Chorus:]
I have a wicked heart because of you Now hate is all that I can do I have a wicked heart because of you Now hate is all I'll ever do
Endless tears I cried for years Your endless bottoms of empty beers Smiling with your drink in hand To think I once called you a "real man" I was always 2nd best, but what could I do? When you loved a bottle and I loved YOU
[Chorus]
It makes me sick to think I cared Knowing you were never there And you'll go on, what will you be? Never again a part of me
With empty hearts and open hands You will hold your tainted stance Remember me when you fall apart Because you gave me this wicked heart
[Chorus x2]
NEGATIVE REACTION
You like to mock us but don't you know You're just like the rest-you're society's clone And just like a product on a shelf You can be bought or you can be sold
[Chorus]
But your negative reaction Won't bring me down No matter what you say or do I'll keep standing my ground
You love to point fingers and yet just the same Whats unique about you when you're a pawn in a game Just like a window-front mannequin Your face has no identifiable name
[Chorus]
I don't agree with how you think-you tell me I'm not right You judge the book by the cover without a peek inside You've got an ignorant answer for everything I do You've got a chip on your shoulder and a bad attitude
[Chorus]
PUSHED TO THE LIMIT
He was a young boy in school all the kids played him a fool a quiet boy, no friends at all he tried to fit but still felt small
Fucked up family-nowhere to turn Kept his feelings inside-soon he'd learnt his boy was always left alone maybe things would be OK if someone had known
[Chorus]
Pushed to the limit with nowhere to go what did they do to make this boy blow? Pushed to the limit what a surprise this quiet lonely boy-and 5 kids have died
Everyday he was pushed even more holding it in, his hatred soared The kids at school, hurting his pride everyone ignored him-pushed him aside
They called him a loser, knocked him aroun dall of 'em pushed him to the ground He tried to defend himself and failed til one day the thoughts in his mind prevailed
[Chorus]
Next day at school he had a gun kids continued pushing and making fun not knowing what he had planned they didn't notice the gun in his hand
Victims of their own demise one by one he stared in their eyes He pulled the gun and shot 'em all and laughed to himself as he watched em fall
[Chorus x2]
LIVE FAST DIE YOUNG
Boy with no name, he was only 18 Never loved too much Hated the monarchy Yes he hated the queen Real antisocial and he acted real mean Was he in a dream? Dowsing her lights was in In his dreams
So full of hate and full of fury To tell you a story You would say He was a one man jury Catalog of anger posted through your door Your door, your door, your door Your door, your door, your door
Stole a gun and he stole a car Oh boy, oh boy With no pretty polly he would go far Down to London where the bright lights are Lights are, lights are, lights are And I say The mission his decision
He took out the gun On that fateful day The winds blew cold, the sky turned grey He pointed the gun And then he pulled the trigger The message that he would now deliver
TRAVEL IN PACKS
Here you come looking to fight making sure to ruin the night thinking everyones full of fear when really no one wants you here coming to shows in a pack you have to make sure you have back I look and see how pathetic you are the way you live, you won't get far
[Chorus]
You travel in packs cuz' you can't fight alone You travel in packs-all of eachother's clones You travel in packs-you have small dicks You travel in packs-you make me sick
Knock him down, kick him in the face all of you one steady pace look at that-you made him bleed Off of this is how you feed call your friends to come around so you can knock him to the ground you're all ready to attack just as long as he's held back
[Chorus]
Look and see the people you harrass then when confronted, you'll kiss ass you have a different view everytime and you'll never be a friend of mine what the fuck are you're politics? you like keeping them a secret You say its about American pride get off the fence and pick a side
[Chorus]
All of you with something to prove always ready to make a move but you know if it's one on one you would be the first to run I think its funny when you act tough you'll all leave when it gets rough how do you think you're cool when we all know that your a bunch of fools?
[Chorus x2]
WHAT HAPPENED?
One person talks a lot of shit and everyone listens another speaks the truth and no one cares the scene is nothing but blank stares no one has a mind of their own
[Chorus]
What happened to the music? I can't hear it! What happened to the unity? I can't see it! What's happened to the scene? It's all lies...
The lies are spreading fast like a nasty disease the kids are gonna' agree just to appease you're all full of shit and I don't care You can take your rumours and shove 'em up your ass
[Chorus]
Who are you to judge-you're not a king Sit on your throne but you'll be alone Don't let your ego soar cuz' no ones listening you're gonna' be the one who's left behind
[Chorus]
This whole things gonna' blow up in your face Everyones gonna' realize you're a disgrace you think you've got the scene by the collar But people will realize and stop being followers
[Chorus]
You think you've got the scene under your wing but things aren't always as they seem it's slipping from your fingers as I speak You're gonna' realize your way too weak
[Chorus]
TRANSPARENT CREED
You preach with such conviction but your life mirrors contradiction daddy foots the bill sas you live a life of priveleged frills buying hair dye with mommy's visa card yet you bitch that life is so hard with a punker-than-thou attitude you hide behind a facade to elude
[Chorus:]
You're a simple book to read with your transparent creed Your facade recedes to your front-we do heed.
Sent to an ivy league school only to come out a corporate fool one day sporting daddy's benz next day your politi-punk stance condescends your opinions are ineffectual you're a phoney pseudo-intellectual out to prove yourself with verbal affrays but your prescence here is just a phase
[Chorus]
You make attempts to theorize with motives contrived to criticize you'll find ways to falsly justify your guise to explain to yourself your lies you'll be gone in two years-an accurate prediction and elsewhere you'll live out a life of fiction family money affords your fleeting radical views but nothing can buy you true virtues
[Chorus][Repeat 1st Verse][Chorus x2]
GONE CRAZY
Violence isn't an answer to problems you've got but people sure use the excuse here alot If you don't like someone or how they look show 'em your hatred with a left hook How silly is this shit-its making me sick ruining fun by acting like pricks I look around and see so much gone wrong how much longer can this crap go on?
[Chorus:]
Has everyone all gone crazy? I think everyone's all gone crazy! Has everyone all gone crazy? I think I'm going-gone-CRAZY!
You pay eights bucks to get into the show but it gets cut off early cuz theres a fight-way to go! I'm tired of calling it an early night because some tough bonehead went picking a fight Someone once called your friend you now call a foe so you "even the score" by striking a blow this petty nonsense is giving punk a bad name and hooligans like you are putting good kids to shame
[Chorus]
How many more kids do you have to drop? how many more venues will close before this stops? How many more good times must come to a halt? you can't even answer cuz' you know you're at fault
[Chorus]
HER LOVE IS INNOCENCE
When they 1st met, he swept her off her feet with a boyish smile, acting so sweet They talked alot-got along really well little did she know-she was entering his hell Her love grew stronger with every day She'd always wish he'd never change in any way as time passed on he started to change The innocence left him-he was becoming so strange
[Chorus:]
Her love is innocen cehe took her by surprise her love is innocence in her weakness he prides her love is innocence love will always be blind her love is innocence trying to break from his bind
[Extra Verse]
things were going great he was liked by her friends he made her happys he never wanted it to end the days went by and the closer they got in her open heart she gave him a special spot
Perfect in others eyes if they'd only known more like what went on behind his closed doors he hid it well by trying to act so cute scared for herself she had to remain mute with his short temper he was always ready to snap with no conscience he'd set up his trap she always kept quiet-scared of what he might do he made her sick, left her black and blue
[Chorus]
She tried to leave but she was scared of his threats he was relentless and he never had any regrets he'd push her around and then laugh in her face held her at knifpoint to show her his place wheres that sweet boy she had met years before?
she didn't understand as he knocked her to the floor she picked herself up and left him behind all he has left is his warped and twisted mind
[Chorus]
LIKE ANIMALS
A grey sky falls on blood-soaked land where children used to play theres no more laughter in the air-its all been blown away The bodies burn in the sun as you just march on by so handsome in your unifroms, but you bat not an eye
[Chorus:]
Like animals gun-toting freak scracked-up in cami minds so weak possesed like zombies in the night all you want's to kill and fight
[Spoken:]
"..your politics and policies, have left children without families... but you can't wash the blood from your hands.. and giving you the 'right to kill' and a loaded gun will not make you a man..."
Like life-sized G.I. Joe's you go-programmed to kill trained to massacre other human beings at will so well trained, with guns aimed-you rip 'em up with no remorse you don't hesitate to pull the trigger-it's just a matter of course
[Chorus]
[Spoken ]
Your minds poisoned to think it just to leave children dead in the dust Oh my soldier hero! Bodies 'round the place... when it's time to come home how can you look me in the face? The body count rises, your conscience falls but you don't even care at all
[Chorus]
POOGLY
We sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a dlip dark chill winter bastard though dry.
What they sold there was milk plus something else.
They had no license for selling liquor, but there was no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom or one or two other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels and SAints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg.
There were three devotchkas sitting at the counter all together, but there were four of us malchicks and it was usually like all for all and one for one.
These sharps were dressed in the heighth of fashion too, with purple and green and orange wigs on their gullivers, each one not costing less than three or four weeks of those sharps' wages, i should reckon, and make-up to match (rainbows round the glazzies, that is, and the rot painted very wide).
Then they had long black very straight dresses, and on the groody part of them they had little badges of like silver with different malchicks' names on them - Joe and Mike and suchlike.
These were supposed to be the names of different malchicks they'd spatted with before they were fourteen.
There was a doddery starry schoolmaster type veck, glasses on and his rot open to the cold nochy air. He looked a malenky bit poogly, then he-- hahaha.
What the fuck does "poogly" mean? I dunno but this Anthony Burgess guy sure seems to like it.
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!
