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So Long And Thanks For All The Shoes

1. It's My Job To Keep Punk Rock Elite || 2. Kids Of The K-Hole || 3. Murder The Government
4. Monosyllabic Girl || 5. 180 Degrees || 6. All His Suits Are Torn || 7. All Outta Angst
8. I'm Telling Tim || 9. Champs Elysées || 10. Dad's Bad News || 11. Kill Rock Stars
12. Eat The Meek || 13. The Desperation's Gone ||
14. Flossing A Dead Horse
15. Quart In Session || 16. Falling In Love

1. IT'S MY JOB TO KEEP PUNK ROCK ELITE

Come play

Indescriminate
I'd rather be elite
I'll choose my own shit scene
Unsubstantiated
Rumors flown are true
I'm here for me not you

Nonconglomorate
I mean what I say
I'm not your fucking scape-
Goat, apparently
I've alienated some
It seems my job's half done

Never understand it
Try to buy and brand it
I win, you lose
Cause it's my job to keep punk rock elite
This music ain't your fuckin' industry

2. KIDS OF THE K-HOLE

Everybody needs some time away
Just stuck in the k-hole again
An 18 hour holiday
Just stuck in the k-hole again
Just once again

Mrs. Kitty Ketamine your perseverance may
Outlast my ambition to go home
Infatuation with your dark side I obey
Forbidden pleasures I have grown to loathe

Somewhere between south Eden and north Utopia
Somewhere beneath the Astral Plain
I've taken residence on sybaritic soil
You won't be seeing me again (x2)

Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs won't help me get back home
The home is where the heart is I've been told
Cause I promised my heart to her, she cooked it medium well
Then preceded to swallow it whole

It may sound good to you, it may sound oh so wrong
(So fucking wrong)
Just stuck in the k-hole again
Winter's broken, summer's gone
(The summer's gone)
Just stuck in the k-hole again
Just once again

3. MURDER THE GOVERNMENT

I wanna see
The constitution burn
Wanna watch the white house overturn
Wanna witness some blue blood bleed red

Wanna tar and lynch the KKK, wanna pull and shoot the NRA
Yeah yeah yeah

Murder the government (x2)
Murder the government and then
Do it again, yeah
Murder the government (x2)
Murder the government and then
Murder the gover-
Nment
Hey
Thanks a lot
The ??? of America

4. MONOSYLLABIC GIRL

I take her down to the aquarium, she says "shark"
I take her to the planetarium, she says "dark"
I take her to the seaside where she likes to spin and twirl
(Hu)
You know she says "sure" and "cool" and "yeah"
She's my monosyllabic girl

I take her to the university, she says "huh"
I take her to our anniversary, she says "one"
I take her to the jewelry store, I say "diamond", she says "pearls"
(Hu)
Oh everyone knows I'm in love with a monosyllavbic girl
You know everyone knows I'm in love with a monosyllavbic girl

5. 180 DEGREES

It's so easy to defend the status quo
With everyone so cool and cynical
When you see the end don't justify the means
It's just that 1 80 degrees

Great thing about being a human
The ability to reason
But reasoning don't work when no one cares
Two parts apathy, one part despair

Guess what, this might come as a surprise
Well, I no longer roll my eyes
A chance of heart to let the conscience breath
A quick twist, just 1 80 degrees

Oh yeah
I now know the right thing to do
Yeah
Anti-tradition tried and true
Yeah
A world where wrong has right of way
Oh yeah
Fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy

Go ahead, work, waste your life away
Fuck that world, go fuck that right away

6. ALL HIS SUITS ARE TORN

Billy Cobin lost it all
We knew he would eventually
Some wonder why he took the fall
Others just ask who the hell is he and why should we care for him

A baggy man with baggy clothes
A face made of paper mache
He lost his humor years ago
Along with his molars, his head planted beneath his shoulders

Kill the pain
Integrity don't keep you warm and sane
Throw me out
With the bath water
Don't wanna be
Anyone who would wanna know me

Billy Cobin had a time
Billy Cobin had a place
Following the fifteen minute climb
Billy took a seven second leap, a cannonball plunge off the deep

Kill the pain
Integrity don't keep you warm and sane
Throw me out
With the bath water
Don't wanna be
Anyone who would wanna know me
Anyone who would wanna know (me) (x4)
Anyone who would wanna know me
Na nana na na na

7. ALL OUTTA ANGST

I'm not insane
I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame
Nothing to change, I got no evil to fight

One thing's for sure
I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me and there's something wrong with that, I'm off to Pakistan
Learn the laws of Islam and fundamemtalism, forget that Rock 'n' Roll
No cigarette, no drink
In fact it's difficult to think about getting laid when
You don't even get to see her face, I'm not insane

I'm not insane
I'm not liquored off
I got nothin' to do
Nothing to lose, I got no place to call home
One thing's for sure
I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that, next stop Mongolia
Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with ya
Throw out that handicap
(No steeping out)
No stepping out till spring
In fact it's defficult to sing when it's 20 below
And that's during the day, I'm not insane
I'm not insane (x2)

8. I'M TELLING TIM

Fuck
Police

You better watch out, you better not cry
(Someones watching)
You better put out records DIY
(I fuck up)
And it's not what you've done, it's what you've been
If you fuck up
I'm telling Tim

Take you out of book "Your own life part six"
(I don't care about)
You won't play again at ABC
(I don't littered)
You're gonna be ostracized like Lawrence
When I tell Tim
I'm telling Tim (x3)

9. CHAMPS ELYSÉES

Deux, trois, quattre

Je me promenais sur l'avenue, le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu, j'avais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce fut toi, je te dit n'importe quoi, il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser

Au champs élysées (x2)
Au soleil ou sous la pluis, a midi ou a minuit, il y a tout ce que vous voulez au champs élysées

Tu m'à dis j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous, qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin
Alors je t'ai accompagner, on a chanter on a danser, mais on n'à même pas pensé s'embrasser

Au champs élysées (x2)
Au soleil ou sous la pluis, a midi ou a minuit, il y a tout ce que vous voulez au champs
Elysées, au champs élysées
Au champs élysées
Au soleil ou sous la pluis, a midi ou a minuit, il y a tout ce que vous voulez au champs élysées

10. DAD'S BAD NEWS

Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade A psychotic
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun

Degeneration, ahahahah
The lunatic clause was written for you

The story spoken is a story unheard
By you, so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while centuries turned
This foul big cheat has been a family alert

Degeneration, ahahahah
The lunatic clause was written for you

No simple way to tell you, son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me
You're gonna kill you
Killing you

I don't believe a word your grandfater says
Don't believe a word your grandfater says (x2)
He's a psychotic
Grade A psychotic

Degeneration, ahahahah
The lunatic clause was written for you

11. KILL ROCK STARS

Kill the rock stars, how ironic, Kathleen
You've been crowned the newest queen
Kinda like the punk rock
Gloria Steinham
Can't change the world by hating men
Can't change the world by blaming man

Ultra-addictive's leisure plumbed again

Just cause I don't know the reason you're so pissed
Don't dare tag me mysoginist
I thought the goal here was mutual respect
Not constructing a separate sect
I wish I could have seen Courtney
Demonstrate some real mysoginy

Can't change the world by hating men

12. EAT THE MEEK

(x2) Why must we stay
Where we don't belong (x2)

Because there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek
Savor the taste
It's always gonna be a delicacy
So lick your chops
And eat the meek

(x2) Why must we stay
Where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong

The factory, mass producing fear
Bottled, capped, distributed near and far, sold for a reasonable price
The people they love it, they feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breathe with it
Inject it direct to the blood

It seems to be replacing love

(x2) Why must we stay
Where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong

Because there always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code
Discarded youth (x2)
You know there's always gonna be pedigree
One own the air
One pay to breathe

(x3) Why must we stay
Where we don't belong (x3)
We don't belong

13. THE DESPERATION'S GONE

Trip
Down the stairs
Into hell, Cathay De I miss your smell
A mixture of puke, beer
Stale piss, fuck, sweat and fear
Adrenaline addicted, the
Blood leaks from my head
Kinda concerned my friends
But at the time it felt so right
The music blaring on

The desperation's gone
(The song's the same)
The desperation's gone

Turn
Tune the knob, K-GO
Some alterna radio
Strategic marketing hype
Media stereotype
Has our music been castrated?
To you it may sound good
To me it sounds all wrong
The notes and chords sound similar
The same forbidden beat, but

(x3) The desperation's gone
The song's the same (x3)
The desperation's gone
Desperation

15. QUART IN SESSION

It's funny how
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me now that I quit the drink
Cause soberness
It might be what I need but
It's certainly not how I wanna be

Cause nothing seems much fun anymore to me

Consequence
Never had any time to think about what shoulda, coulda happen to me
The common sense
My parents said I never had any, but now look at whose got the dough

Nothing seems much fun anymore to me

Don't feel like goin' out
Nothing worth singin' about
Missin' the alcohol
No longer born to lose
Put away my party shoes
Missin' the alcohol
Without tonic 'n' gin
Without no vicodin

Nothing seems much fun anymore to me (x3)
Nothing seems much fun
(Ah)
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me (x3)
Nothing seems much fun

16. FALLING IN LOVE

I'm smoking your 40s down

A quarter, it's like
It's a greener living under some

No, fuck that

Right

Fuck this piece of shit, it doesn't matter

Blast
Oxygen masks
Smoke filled cabin
Depressurize
Don't be afraid
Hold onto me
We're goin' down
But not our love

Death
Don't seem so bad
When I'm with you
My only love
So close your eyes
Kiss me one last time
We're gonna die
But not our love
Not our love
Ahahahah
Love
Ahah



It's home of Howard Stern
1067, the end
Here's
What you say your name was again?
The Howard Stern show

Who's is picking this music?
Who picked this one?
It's been Scott on this one
Scott picked this
No Scott

Scott don't get it
But to me is better than party
Yeah, I'm playing this at these disco parties
Scott
Oh man
This music is not rocking
It's just not rocking

Who is that?
NOFX
NOFX?
Man
Bad, ha
"No talent" that's the name of that band
NOFX
Oh, fans man it's just not rocking
It's got, oh
Please don't wait