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Risk Oblivious Youth
02:21
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We live in the places that you won't
We live in the stress cracks in the asphalt
Of the citites that you abandoned
When you declared yourself an adult
We move into the fallout shelters
That you built when they started this war
That we pay for in taxes and lives
And we don't ask for more
Because we're the risk oblivious youth
We thrive in the desperate corners
Where only the vermin survive
We make our art in the dark
When the moonlight shines outside
We inhabit the basements
Living in the squalls of feedback and the sweat
The riot squads have other ideas
But you know they haven't shut us down yet
Because we're risk oblivious youth
We steal our moments when we can
Over cases of bad cheap beer
And a pot of beans on the stove
And seeing best friends twice a year
We take to the highways in vehicles
That just may not fall apart
All to search for every last kid
Whose lifeblood flows from fearless hearts
Because they're the risk oblivious youth
And we're risk oblivious youth
We're all risk oblivious youth
And we live where you won't
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2. |
Disarming Man
01:57
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Shots fired!
Another body count
The only surprise left
Is the amount
Of blood in the soil
Of our precious homeland
We feign shock and horror
But it's all pretend
Watch the TV news
As the ghouls watch
The ratings rise
As every body drops
But this is just routine
This is America
We die with brains shut off
And fingers on our triggers
Bombs drop!
Civilian casualties
No surprises here
Just total apathy
It's a foreign soil
No frame of reference
To those in power
We offer complete deference
It's in our national interest
It's about security
A "War on Terror"'s
Not a war on you and me
It's not America
This blood in the sand
It's all just abstract concepts
In a far off foreign land
Disarm!
Shots fired!
And blood on city streets
We get more used to it
Every passing week
Another young kid dead
Another tragedy
And yet again
The killer had a badge, you see?
"The cops know what they're doing
To serve and protect"
That's how we justify
Every life that's wrecked
This is the arrogance
Of our white America
When we refuse to say that
Black Lives Matter
And your sacred
Right to bear arms
Says you reserve the right
To inflict harm
Well I don't trust you
Anymore than I trust the government
To me it's all the same
It's "might makes right"
It's violence
Disarm!
Disarm the populace!
Disarm!
Disarm the police!
Disarm!
Disarm every nation-state!
No war! No violence! Fight for peace!
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3. |
Raygun Youth
01:45
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This is a song
For all the kids
We had more comics
Than we had friends
We'd go to bed
Lie awake for hours
Dream of any life
That wasn't ours
This is the story
Of the desperation
Of depression
In a free nation
We were such losers
That we would not
Have known what to do
Even if we won
We'd bury our heads
In sci-fi books
And dream of anyone
Giving us looks
We'd do our homework
Never have sex
But we had TV
And VHS
It was all lies
It was all myths
The American Dream
Had been fucked with
There were no heroes
Not anymore
Just PTSD
From shitty wars
And the problem was
We were too smart
And we wouldn't finish
What they made us start
A generation
Of lazy fucks
Spoiled rotten
Until it killed us
But we gather here
Under the stars
To make it worth it
To bear these scars
The future looks bright
In the black of night
"The future looks bright
If you're into the blight"
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4. |
Never Learned to Skate
00:22
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Grew up as a 90s punk
Had bleached hair, mohawk, all that junk
But there was just one thing
That I never learned to do
I never learned to skateboard
Never had a wallet chain
Never took a half-pipe to the brain
I had my work shirt and plaid shorts
But I still can't do shit on a board
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5. |
My Flag
03:59
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Heal the wounds of terror
With bandages of red, white, and blue
All we need is a dose of pride
To see our nation through
My flag is a red rag (x4)
Go!
So let's go and fight the oil war
And let's go and bury our dead
Let's bury them in shrouds
Of blue and white and red
Are you ready to bleed
For the colors that won't run?
Are you ready to show the world
Imperialism can be fun?
My flag!
My flag is a red rag
It used to be a white flag
Used to bandage the wounds
Of our fallen loved ones
My flag!
My flag is a red rag
It used to be a white flag
It's a flag I hope that we can use
We see the face of oppression
In the green, green eyes
Of the girl at the refugee camp
But do we ever stop to wonder
What those green eyes see
When they're looking back
Are we really so blind
That all that we can see
Is a "Land of the Brave"
And a "Home of the Free"?
My flag!
My flag is a red rag
It used to be a white flag
Used to bandage the wounds
Of our fallen loved ones
My flag!
My flag is a red rag
It used to be a white flag
It's a flag that I will salute
Two thousand, nine-hundred, seventy-seven
That can't be replaced by all the flags in heaven
One human life can't be replaced
By a million flags
Their blood is on the hands of a foreign power
Their blood is on the hands of our foreign policy
Their blood is soaked in the colors of my flag!
My flag is a red rag
My flag was a white flag
My flag is a red rag
My flag was a white flag
My flag, my flag, my flag
My flag, my flag
It's a flag I hope that we can use
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6. |
Spent the Rent
03:27
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I got a call from the landlady
Asking for the rent
I said, "I'm sorry, but that money's already been spent
See, I had to go out and put gas in my car
And then I went back and spent the rest at the bar
Besides, the house I'm paying you for is falling apart
I could go live on skid row and that'd be just as smart"
She said, "You lousy, broke punk, that's the price you gotta pay
But if you don't have the rent, you can have it your way!"
I got a bad predilection
For a good time addiction
And now I got my
I got my notice of eviction
Spent the rent!
Yeah I spent the rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
Spent the rent!
You know I spent the rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
I got a letter from the taxman
Demanding my funds
I said "I'm sorry, but I ain't gonna buy no guns
For a war the president didn't need to declare
So he can send my friends to fight and die over there
Besides, I'd rather spend my cash on beer
Than pay any cop's salary working around here"
He said, "For that Commie-talk, we'll lock you up, so beware!"
I said, "At least in jail, I'll get decent health care!"
Conscientious objector
And now I'm on a vector
To being locked up by that
Homeland Security inspector
Spent the rent!
You know I spent the rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
Spent the rent!
You know I spent that rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Freak out!
Spent the rent!
I spent the rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
Spent the rent!
You know I spent that rent
Because landlords and warlords
Ain't nobody's friends
They ain't nobody's friends!
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