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Now listen up, and hear what I'm sayin'
If he's not talking to himself, no, no, no, no
Then he must be prayin'
Shine my shoes, you
And wait for a dime
Then pick my pockets, while I'm in line
Can you tell me the score
Down at the liquor store, the store
Liquor Store go!
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Something that's inside of me
it's something that I cannot see
like rules and regulation(s)
passed down for generation(s)
for generation(s)
Chorus:
Wish I had my own
wish I had my own
my very own
my very own flag
wish I had my own
wish I had my own
my very own
my own flag
Something that's inside of me
it's something
it's something that I cannot see
like rules and regulation(s)
passed down for generation(s)
for generation(s)
And as I walked away
I could hear you say
"I wish that I had my own flag"
(Chorus)
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Well I really don't know
if it matters at all so
but we try to keep the prices low
for our records and our shows
but is that
is that enough
or is (it) that we're not punk enough
or is (it) that you think ska just sucks
[but] Johnny Quest, he thinks we're what?
Chorus:
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellouts, sellouts
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellin' out, [we're] sellin' out, yeah
Johnny Quest thinks we're sellouts, sellouts
Johnny, yeah
Well I really don't know
if it matters at all so
but we try to keep the prices low
for our records and our shows
does it matter
that you see our shirts
besides going to school and going to work
or that you think that ska just sucks
Johnny Quest, he thinks we're what?
(Chorus) (x2)
[He thinks we're sellin' out
sellin' out (x5)
yeah
sellin' out (x6)
yeah]
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Wonder what hold things together
Is it political positions or maybe superstitions
The list goes on forever
It seems to go on forever
Are old rituals necessary to stand by
How many things just to get us through the night
And can we say their wrong altogether
The world keeps going on forever
It still looks big
Can everything in some way help us understand
From mathematical problems to rubber bands
And can we say it's wrong altogether
The world goes on forever
It still looks big
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There was a kid so low, he couldn't stand up
No money, no respect and too much bad luck
Desperation had gotten to him at last
It was dark
Dark alley and a shot gun blast
And I, knew a man everyone thought
Was out of his mind
He had a cane and seemed to be around all the time
And it's a shame, when a car rolls past
It was dark
Dark alley and a shot gun blast
Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Shotgun, yeah no one ever thinks about it
Until its out of your head
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Go
If only my problems were like water
they could be all washed away
watching the steam drift upward
watching it all go down the drain
And watch the steam turn and twist
watch it all drift away
look how it rises and lifts
If only my problems were like water
they could be all washed away
watching the steam drift downward
watching it all go down the drain
And watch the steam turn and twist
watch it all drift away
look how it rises and lifts
Go
And watch the steam turn and twist
look how it rises and lifts
away
Go
Drifting away
drifting away
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Chorus:
Throw the brick
yeah, one more time
thinking of my problems that I left behind
throw the brick one more time
throw the brick
(x2)
Two days before his mom went and moved him
To a trailer park in Florida from a suburb in Michigan
he left the house headed for someplace downtown
thinking who needs them, cuz they brought me down
out on the streets, words burning in his brain
with his pulse pumping just like a freight train
wondering what he has to lose
what's to lose anyhow
if he throws this rock will it all be solved now
(Chorus)
Two days before his mom went and moved him
To a trailer park in Florida from a suburb in Michigan
he left the house headed for someplace downtown
thinking who needs them, cuz they brought me down
out on the streets, words burning in his brain
with his pulse pumping just like a freight train
wondering what he has to lose
what's to lose anyhow
if he throws this rock will it all be solved now
(Chorus) (x2)
Throw the brick (x4)
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How many things that you believe
Are straight out of TV and magazines
And when comfort comes before truth
Can you say that you never knew,
Sitting in front of your TV,
Do you believe the lies
Given to us from another time
And can you say that everything is fine
when your ideology is only right half the time
I'm growing up on the couch
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Isn't it funny that it all comes down to money
Running on a treadmill, wasting time
Keeps you too busy to lose your mind
I was blindsided out on the street
The tension was so thick I could hardly even breathe
And I don't like the way things are going down
I don't like the way things are going down,
That's all, it's all
It's enough to knock me down
Man I was blindsided when a guy walked right past
Calls for help from this guy under the overpass
So I guess it's the "problem will go away if I block it out"
It's all enough to knock me down
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Yeah downbeat, downbeat comin' for you
yeah everything's gone, you once knew
downbeat, downbeat comin'
Trying to rely on what things used to be
and trying to live up, up, up, up
to your responsibility
everything's fucked up that you see
and the downbeat's come for you, yeah, yeah, yeah
and it's come for me
Downbeat, downbeat comin' for you
yeah everything's gone, you once knew
downbeat, downbeat comin'
Trying to rely
and downbeat's come and you can't hide
standing on the front porch
while downbeats collide
and downbeats coming up, up
it's got a grin
and I'm left in this S-I-T-U-A-T-I-O-N
Downbeat, downbeat comin' for you
yeah everything's gone, you once knew
downbeat, downbeat comin'
(x2)
Pickitup, pickitup-up
Yeah downbeat's gotta go
and it goes and it goes and it goes
and it goes
Downbeat, downbeat comin' for you
yeah everything's gone, you once knew
downbeat, downbeat comin'
Pickitup, pickitup-up
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Jen thinks it isn't fair that I don't really care
if she likes me or not
1-2-3-4
and Jen doesn't like to settle
till she makes me feel like Howie Reynolds, yeah
she thinks that I'm all that I've got
Chorus:
No Jen doesn't like, like me anymore
no she doesn't, no
Jen doesn't like to come to my shows
she don't like my whoa-whoa's
Yeah Jen, she don't like me anymore
no Jen, she don't like me anymore
(x2)
Now Jen thinks it isn't fair that I don't really care
if she likes me or not
1-2-fuck-you [alt: 1-2-3-4]
and Jen doesn't like to settle
till [alt: until] she makes me feel like Howie Reynolds, yeah
she thinks that I'm all that I've got
(Chorus)
(fuck you)
Yeah Jen, she don't like me anymore
no Jen, she don't like me anymore
no Jen, Jen, Jen, she don't like me anymore
no Jen, Jen, Jen, she don't like me anymore
Jen, Jen, Jen
Jen, Jen, Jen
no she doesn't fuckin' like me anymore
(x5)
[no, Jen don't like me anymore]
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I won't compete because I don't need to be
In front of someone that wants to compete with me
Who needs another aggravation
Or a fucked up situation
So you call me burnt out
Call me washed up
Or weaker cause I won't get up
Be first in another line
Just one more time,
Cause I won't compete again
I can't hear a sound that's out of the crowd.
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So she's been around
Lived in every town
And she always seems to know
So she does a zine
Says she's in the scene
And she goes to the cool punk rock shows
And it's not like I've seen the world
And it's not cuz she's a girl
It's just cuz no ones always right
And I'm almost never right so she can't be
Yeah he's been around
Likes to hear the sound
Of his voice annoying me
His shirt off at shows
Brand new punk rock clothes
Do you think that I have a choice to see
That I sometimes think he's wrong
And been talking way too long
In fact it's cuz no ones always right
And I'm almost never right
So you can't be.
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I've never known what make you get up and go
and what pushed you over the edge,
when we were upon the roof yeah, yeah yeah was it the truth yeah
when you said you never made a single difference.
Did you get it in your head
that things are better left unsaid
when you up and left town?
Did you need to rearrange
or did you need to make a change
rather than just rotting in the place we used to hang around?
And I k now that things have gotta change,
I know that your never coming back to this town.
I've never known what make you get up and go
and what pushed you over the edge,
when we were upon the roof yeah, yeah yeah was it the truth yeah
when you said you never made a single difference.
I wonder where you've gone or who your with
I still ask myself
where the hell is Mike Sinkovech?
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I've always watched the change
watched without a sound
and I often wonder why
I don't speak a word out loud
But the world won't stop for me
and I guess I won't myself
but I often wonder why the rest
no they can't see themselves
the change I've found
that keeps me bound
without a sound
There's process in the world
and no one can stop the change
there's process all around us
and things never stay the same
they never stay the same
Yeah but the world won't stop for me
and I guess I won't myself
but I often wonder why the rest
no they can't see themselves
change that I have found
that keeps me bound
without a sound
There's process in the world
and no one can stop the change
there's process all around us
and things never stay the same
they never stay the same
No they never stay the same
they never stay the same
without the process
they never stay the same
things will never stay the same
they never stay the same
and no one can stop the change
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There's an old man at the very end
Of the parking lot leaning on his car and
Drinking beer and laughing out loud
Before my head starts spinning around,
As I try to find a place to take a stand
But only wind up sitting anyplace I can
With DIDJIT's song stuck in my head
I kinda think I might of said
Now I'm three quarts drunk and I'm out of time.
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So here let's talk about the boomtown facts
You've got stick up kids coming right at my back
Two blocks of reasonable rent and it's only getting smaller
And the rest of boomtown is only getting taller
You've got ten miles of traffic and three hundred miles of roadway
And a million lights burning bright night and day
With all these lights going off like roman candles
It's getting too much for me to handle
Boomtown's only based on image torn down and built up from one man's Vision
When all the workers are all up and gone
It feels like I'm sitting on a ticking time bomb.
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Have you been feeling down, pushed around
feeling like everything's been done before
do I need to understand every word from every man
or everything from every band
Chorus:
Can I say it's all been done before
religion, science, similes to metaphors
can it be that there's nothing new
when there's more ways of looking at the truth
of looking at the truth
The more it seems they've changed
the more they just stay the same
but now it's called a different name
can you say that things are new
when you look at magazines
and things you've seen, yeah, in the news
(Chorus)
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I check the time, it's 4:00 a.m.
And I just passed the westside buildings
All the broken glass
As I try to shake the cold away, but anyways,
It's late at night and I'm about to crack
And decide to just walk the tracks
That I just walked yesterday.
Theme Song For H Street
You know my best friend,
just left yesterday and I know
I know your girlfriend, couldn't explain,
why she moved away
things are so the same,
that all I can really bring myself to say
is that I know
and yeah just outside,
the conversation's getting old
and I know they're right,
betting smokes that our end is just as close.
things are so the same
and remember when they said
just how long can your ideals
keep you warm
and we just laughed that kinda nervous laugh
and we just sang along to that song on the radio
you were right about,
just how we'd figure out things change
but beliefs stay the same
and you were right about just how we'd figure out
a change of ideas I've known
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