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one night
white boys running
revenge of the mustache chick
metalbrain the sun mrs y the wine bottle song too good for you viva la gangsta rabbit log on rattle the cage cushion manwhore the scene sweet dreams white failure one night (Tom) one night we're sittin' on the steps you had a bit too much to think you didn't know what you were sayin' you and your brother had a fight about some other girl pretty soon you weren't only playin' you're not a fool, you're not alone you're not respected on your own everybody's second best can't even stand up on your own you've got to stand up for yourself and now your life's a fuckin' mess you were talkin' now you're fallin' down the steps i can't forget your momma's callin' now you're fallin' down the steps i can't forget you're not at work, you're not at school you're not affected by the rules society has got you down can't be rejected or elected any longer ain't it nice to fit the other way around your neighbor's pissed off and your wife just called the cops now your mother's in the driveway on the phone you really showed 'em up this time you really told 'em off tonight when you fuck up you do it right you were talkin' now you're fallin' down the steps i can't forget your momma's callin' now you're fallin' down the steps i can't forget revenge of the mustache chick (John) comin' home from a west chester bar stopped by a wawa to expose myself there she was in the cigarette aisle about forty, missin' teeth she had a couple tattoos but i didn't even care thanks to ten shots o' booze so i pinned her to the back of the car and now she's comin' back for me i don't wanna see the revenge of the mustache chick did her in the back now i think i got the clap the revenge of the mustache chick she brought me to my knees baby baby please the revenge of the mustache chick next day got nothin' but regrets of what i did the night before bad taste in my mouth, a pain in my head i know i'll never live this down never put this shame to rest 'til the next time i see her around and now she's comin' back for me i don't wanna see the revenge of the mustache chick stuck it in her yap now i think i got the clap the revenge of the mustache chick got me on my knees baby baby please!!!! the revenge of the mustache chick white boys running (John & Tom) white boys running white boys running away shady jim's on the prowl tonight he's got a big black car and a case of bud light cruising up the road, burnin' through the town he's gonna hunt them white boys down he's gonna run... white boys running white boys running away check out the babe in the tight miniskirt watch her moves 'cause you don't want to get hurt let your fingers do the walkin' ever so slight if she don't hit you now she's yours for the night she's gonna run... white boys running white boys running away c'mon everybody get up and run headin' into town we're gonna have some fun so fire up the car, get a case of brew and hit the streets 'cause we're white boys too we're gonna run... white boys running white boys running away metalbrain (Tom, John, Chris) even though you do what i ask and don't complain at all conversation with you is like talking to a wall ever since the train wreck you ain't been the same good thing you're good looking 'cause you've got metal for a brain metalbrain you've got metal in your head metalbrain can't tell if you're live or dead i always thought that a stiff head was good but i could use yours to hammer nails into wood you always used to be dull and lifeless in bed but now you sit there and you drool like a sped metalbrain you've got metal in your head metalbrain can't tell if you're live or dead you used to get pms'ed off and complain all the time but since your mishap you're completely sublime people come up to me and ask if you're okay but i can't tell if you're any different this way metalbrain you've got metal in your head metalbrain can't tell if you're live or dead the sun (Tom) i don't know why i seldom cry when the sun is shining this river never runs dry i can't see whenever i'm alone this darkness blinds i can't feel it when it's underlying let it slip away and wash away the tears in the sun and i saw her in the sun in the sun, in the sun yes i saw you in the sun in the sun this river is deep it covers me in roses an image burns inside a memory the book lies open and the page is turning the end is never far away i fear in the sun and i saw her in the sun in the sun, in the sun yes i saw you in the sun in the sun the wind blows colder in the blood of winter the fading din of other people crying i can feel it in the faded mansions i can feel it in the factories i can feel it in the battered houses i can feel it in the countryside i can feel it in the streets and alleys i can feel it sweep away the years in the sun and i saw her in the sun in the sun, in the sun yes i saw you in the sun in the sun mrs y (Chris & Tom) drag her off the back seat shove her through the door get her in that big box c'mon 'cause she's gettin' warm mrs. y is stoppin' by she's hangin' with the boyz mrs. y is at the party everybody's favorite toy mrs. y, mrs. y is this right or is it wrong? i shouldn't see you any longer mrs. y, mrs. y next weekend could be better but i don't think i should let her she's bold, she's gold she loves all your friends she's wet and don't forget you can pound her again and again line up behind her everbody gets his fill mrs. y just doesn't care as long as someone pays the bill mrs. y, mrs. y is this right or is it wrong? i shouldn't see you any longer mrs. y, mrs. y next weekend could be better but i don't think i should let her mrs. y, mrs. y i'm runnin' into trouble 'cause i'm startin' to see double mrs. y, mrs. y don't think i should let her 'cause i think that i'll regret her gather round and she'll load you up you won't have to ask her please don't stop until you're satisfied and you won't get no disease... we're standing round she's going down line up and get another round she'll entertain you ease your pain just hold on tight 'til she gets drained don't know where i am - what is the time? i'm falling down my brain is fried she did me in i took a ride i'm her daddy she's my bride mrs. y, mrs. y is this right or is it wrong? i shouldn't see you any longer mrs. y, mrs. y next weekend could be better but i don't think i should let her mrs. y, mrs. y i'm runnin' into trouble 'cause i'm startin' to see double mrs. y, mrs. y don't think i should let her 'cause i think that i'll regret her the wine bottle song (John) you never let me down you never make me frown why can't you see? look what you've done to me ah baby can't you tell? you never see the light you hurt me last night what did i do? what did i say? why must you treat me this way? ah baby can't you tell? it hurts when you snow me it hurts when you won't show me why can't we talk about it? i can't live without it now the time has come now all's been said and done i'm hurt by you and you're hurt by me it's time to go won't you set me free ah baby can't you tell? it hurts when you snow me it hurts when you won't show me why can't we talk about it? i can't live without it as time goes as years pass by maybe some day you'll tell me why... it hurts when you snow me it hurts when you won't show me why can't we talk about it? i can't live without it too good for you (Tom) i don't want to be a rock and roll star and i don't want to drive in a big fancy car i don't want accountants tellin' me how to spend my money and i don't want a house where it's tropical and sunny what i want to know is just how you're gonna show me that i'm too good for you, too good for you if i'm too good for you then what i want is bad for me i ain't good lookin', i don't have a lot of money and i tell a lotta jokes that really aren't that funny i stay out late at night, social problems i've got plenty and i'm probably gonna leave you when your baby reaches twenty what i want to know is just how you're gonna show me that i'm too good for you, too good for you if i'm too good for you then what i want is bad for me finally right where i want to be you're right smack dab here in front of me but what's this bullshit you're sellin' me? that you're not right for me because i'm too good for you i don't even own any cardigan sweaters and i heard your momma say i ain't got it all together if you had a sister i would probably wanna date her if you want to know the truth, yeah, i fart in elevators what i want to know is just how you're gonna show me that i'm too good for you, too good for you if i'm too good for you then what i want is bad for me i'm finally right where i want to be you're right smack dab here in front of me but what's this bullshit you're sellin' me? that you're not right for me because i'm too good for you viva la gangsta rabbit (John) i be bangin da gears down I-ninety-cinco alla de whoreas wanna do me my ride got my ice cold malt 40's chillin da backseat c'mon senorita hop on de inside GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! mach schnell! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! mas dieselo! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! my name is juan deera the kensington mofo system up to 11 got da bull in da back got da tinto de window got da skull a de fronta scream to my amigos "es colchez ast caliente!" GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! uber car! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! mas bucketo! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! now da cops on my tail no dollars for bail that dumbo hombre mofo shoulda changed da fuckin tags no more cold malt 40s no more prime fuesenero now I don't hava no wheels now shoe leather express GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! sas schvienhund! GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! shafta grande GoGoGoGoGoGoGo! gangsta rabbit! log on (Chris & Tom) hey, that chat room looks good on you. pale really IS your color... are you sick and tired of the bar scene, nothing but jerks at work who always whine and scream? are all the people at the market married driving mini-vans, always in a hurry? hauling kids around, buying cheap ice cream teletubbies and barney on the tv screen maybe you're an einstein in a land of homer simpsons while they're melting down the power plant you're working on cold fusion or are you just ugly, people gasp when they see ya turn their head around and look away when they meeet you? do the single folks seem like nuts to you calculating where to put the next ring or tattoo? are you at home on saturday night doing nothing too? log on, log on, and chat from dusk to dawn on the internet ya know that something's wrong sleazes, freaks, and bbw's that 20-something girl is a 40-something dude keep crawling through the message posts, trawl the on-line sea too bad that everyone i meet is just as bad as me are you pimping for your cousin, do you have an ex- who stalks you? are you a prisoner in russia, or a refugee from mogadishu? have you gone on many blind dates, get mistaken for a primate? are you nerdier than bill gates, have you recently 'put on weight'? no i've never been in jail, yes i have a sense of humor no i never went to yale and that third nipple's just a rumor yes i'm currenly employed, i drive a brand new car i just hope you're not annoyed i have a nose like jamie farr log on, log on, and chat from dusk to dawn on the internet ya know that something's wrong baggage, head-games, mister no thank you it's okay, they all think that i'm a whack-job too! keep crawling through the message posts, trawl the on-line sea too bad that everyone i meet is just as bad as me are you good enough for me and am i good enough for you? are you searching for an ltr or do you wanna screw? it's ok we haven't met, the whole thing's kinda' scary are you cool, or dumb, or what, is you upper lip real hairy? do you have about a hundred pets or smoke alot of cigarettes are you dry or do you sweat, why are you on the internet? log on, log on, and chat from dusk to dawn on the internet ya know that something's wrong sleazes, freaks, and bbw's that 20-something girl is a 40-something dude keep crawling through the message posts, troll the on-line sea too bad that everyone i meet is just as bad as me rattle the cage (Phil & Tom) i lie awake from a bad dream thinking of you and what we don't say a stop in our day, a touch, a kiss we don't feel what used to be bliss our energy spent on another day's chores when it's us at the end, we don't have any more i'm rattling the cage in pain 'til it's seen i'm rattling the cage i wanna be free it plays the soul from end to end and each day it grows refuses to bend i'm rattling the cage i'm rattling the cage a simple word from innocence said stop the fighting and don't try and pretend but the rage inside grows stronger again and with it it brings a monsoon in the end how can we see what's wrong and what's right when the last is spent into the fight? i'm rattling the cage in pain 'til it's seen i'm rattling the cage i wanna be free it plays the soul from end to end and each day it grows refuses to bend i'm rattling the cage i'm rattling the cage a slow quiet rattle from deep down inside a struggling heart demands a ride you lock it up and keep it inside we're killing ourselves if we're just killing time i'm rattling the cage in pain 'til it's seen i'm rattling the cage i wanna be free it plays the soul from end to end and each day it grows refuses to bend i'm rattling the cage i'm rattling the cage cushion (Tom) green like a ghost of springtime past you were never much to look at but you never treated me bad you were old and i was young then i couldn't keep you and them so i set you free again and now you're back out on the street past your prime and pretty beat will someone stop and pick you up? you're all alone, down on your luck blue like a newborn baby boy's room you'd keep everyone but me warm in a crowded smoke-filled room don't know where you ever got to like a friday afternoon that was over much too soon and now you're back out on the street outlived your usefulness, it's bittersweet will someone stop and take you away and breathe new life into another day? and would i sigh if i drove by and saw you sittin' on the curb and shed a tear, or sit with you and have a beer? would i be lying if i'm saying i ain't missing you today and turn away, forget you 'til another day? red like a sunset that was dyin' you were never one to lie in hard as rocks and sharp as nails now you won't hurt no one else i cut you into little pieces and carried you away myself and now you're back out on the street past your prime and pretty beat will someone stop and pick you up? you're all alone, down on your luck and now you're back out on the street outlived your usefulness, it's bittersweet will someone stop and take you away and breathe new life into another day? manwhore (Chris & Tom) how can i find the right one for me when i seem to attract every fish in the sea not just nice buns packed into tight jeans you're sure my cute face hides a great personality ya know you could be thinner go make me some dinner i treat you like shit still you think i'm a winner you know i'm the boss and do whatever i say the worse that i am the more you wanna stay how many has it been, i'm not even sure after a hundred it's hard to keep score can't pick just one the line's out the door it's all just too easy to be a man-whore when i'm out in public the ladies they fall makes it a challege to walk though the mall "hi what's your name?", their lines are totally lame and they all sound the same, these girls have no game one lady stepped out of victoria's secret she asked if i knew what 'fellatio' meant i lied and said 'no' but this one wasn't shy she asked me to teach her to 'swallow my pride' how many has it been, i'm not even sure after a hundred it's hard to keep score can't pick just one the line's out the door it's all just too easy to be a man-whore good looks, sense of humor it's not hard to see why everyone's girlfriend wants to hook up with me but turn them away they're all too late they're stuck with pot-luck they'll never have steak don't kiss me again i don't want you anymore six times in a row i surprised you're not sore i guess i'll keep trying each one on for size if it doesn't work out to the next occasion i'll rise how many has it been, i'm not even sure after a hundred it's hard to keep score can't pick just one the line's out the door it's all just too easy to be a man-whore the scene (Chris & Tom) she's an ugly witness to the crimes against all fairness in the neighborhood at night comes looking for a handout but the line's a mile long they wait for hours and hours there'll never be a time, not a moment nor a chance i'd ever make her mine 'cause her looks are second rate, i feel sorry but it's fate she's just a seven or an eight i hope she isn't angry, but i don't work for charity ..well maybe if she paid me i'm no stranger to the scene it only changes endlessly no improvement i can see just more victims of the scene sick seduction trapped in the scene out of control, fine with me she's just nineteen or twenty and she wants to be in playboy it's her most important goal but she doesn't like her chances, needs to have a few enhancements like her chest that's just too small get lips with extra fullness, lypo out those stubborn bulges and straighten out that nose but she won't submit her pictures, unhappy how they present her but too vain to let it go useless barbie in a corvette, narcissistic stupid dipshit ...does shallow have no limit? i'm no stranger to the scene it only changes endlessly no improvement i can see just more victims of the scene sick seduction trapped in the scene out of control, fine with me party time, party time, don't care about the history or the credit line just send some flavors over, consiousness is optional but be sure to take a number use your best imagination, really try to dig down deep try to hold a conversation your deepest thoughts are boring, good thing I'm easily impressed or you'd have no chance of scoring avoid a sticky situation, shut the door and put the lock on ...use ample lubrication i'm no stranger to the scene it only changes endlessly no improvement i can see just more victims of the scene sick seduction trapped in the scene out of control, fine with me sweet dreams (Tom) i feel like i've been tossed out like some old pair of shoes there's a hole in one of the soles, there's no use for me anymore i feel like you never cared, i don't think that you do don't you realize i was the one who made you feel like you do? is this how you reward? does it make you strong if it makes me long for you? how do you sleep at night when the demons fly do they wish sweet dreams to you? i'm pissed off, i'm angry, i was the one was the fool so blind to your ambition, so now what should i do? you lied and you cheated like i never knew you squandered and depleted the trust i put in you is this how you reward? does it make you strong if it makes me long for you? how do you sleep at night when the demons fly do they wish sweet dreams to you? i'm pissed off, i'm angry, i was the one who was the fool so blind to your ambition, so now what should i do? is this how you reward? does it make you strong if it makes me long for you? how do you sleep at night when the demons fly do they wish sweet dreams to you? white failure (Chris & Tom) how do you ride your board in baggy pants when you crash and burn, don't you freeze your ass? real studs don't wear studs you fool and don't you know that collars are for dogs? but you pierce your head anyway, tattoo you arm it important to your cause a pretty brave rebellion in a conformist sort of way how much of daddy's money did it take to get that way? every opportunity to amass great wealth and power don't sell out, do what you want, and take your shot at failure what sucks is your allowance is so lame it only gets you through a day when arcade games are much too much like half a buck, for the cool ones anyway and thrift store clothes aren't cheap like they used to be you got 'em to be cool, but now you're only trendy a pretty brave rebellion in a conformist sort of way how much of daddy's money did it take to get that way? every opportunity to amass great wealth and power don't sell out, do what you want, and take your shot at failure life sucks it's so unfair can't get a cool new ride stuck driving your folk's old beamer from 1995 music, friends, and clothes and hair they just don't understand how dare they disrespect the most important things you have? i realize that you're angry at the world so unfair to have to sit in class until three why waste your time learning useless shit with all these losers, bitches, posers and freaks? just get a gun and shoot everyone who made you feel unwanted... a pretty brave rebellion in a conformist sort of way how much of daddy's money did it take to get that way? every opportunity to amass great wealth and power don't sell out, do what you want, and take your shot at failure |