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Intro
00:23
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Common Hate
FLA
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Wrong
02:11
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You say we're living in a world where the crime never stops,
but what came first; the criminal or the cop?
Cuz I've seen things carried out by the law
that were worse than any crime that I ever saw.
I see the higher-ups as playing the fool
when more money's in prisons than money's in schools.
You tell us to try, but how much can you do
when you're born into a system that was built against you?
Is there something wrong with us?
Maybe it's just you.
Cops putting people in jail for small amounts of pot
while abuse their power without ever getting caught.
"Education is important, kids are the only way!",
while more of my friends are dropping out every day.
I have no fucking clue what it is I wanna be
and who're you to say when you've never met me?
So what if we don't know what it is we wanna do?
At least we know we've got each other and we don't need you.
Is there something wrong with us?
Maybe it's just you.
Well I'm sure that it's just you.
Yeah, maybe it's just you.
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Zombie Slamdance
01:50
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Zombies don't normally frequent punk rock shows.
They showed up and the kids were like, "I don't know?"
They said, "It's cool, just give us a chance.
We don't wanna eat your brains, we just came to dance."
Just Dance!
Zombie fucking slamdance!
The zombies they could really move their,
dancing back and forth to the punk rock beat.
They said, "Maybe these guys really HAVE changed.."
They said, "Nah we're just fuckin' with ya, we're here to eat your brains!"
Just Dance!
Zombie fucking slamdance!
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Suckerpunch!
01:34
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I'm worried, worried, worried, scared;
fire all up in my hair.
Running, running, running round;
hit a wall, I fall down.
Fuck him, fuck her, fuck all of you,
and yeah, I guess so, fuck me too.
Don't wanna think, don't wanna move,
just wanna get lost in a record groove.
I'm stuck, I'm stuck, I'm stuck!
I'm fucked, I'm fucked, I'm fucked!
I'm fucked, you're fucked, we're fucked,
suckerpunch.
Wait, wait, wait, hold up,
everything fucking sucks.
Something, something, I don't know.
Blah blah blah; there you go.
What more do you want me to do?
"I HATE YOU ALL!"
Yeah, fuck you too.
Let's get this shit going.
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You stupid little shit,
you stupid fucking cunt,
I hate to be so up front,
hate to be so fucking blunt.
But people like you
make me fucking sick
starting shit between bands,
you can suck my fucking dick.
Go fuck yourself
Eat shit and die
Cuz all you ever do
Is spread rumors and lies
Who the fuck are you
to pull shit like that?
I wanna beat you down
with a fucking Fender strat.
It'd serve as a metaphor;
a symbolic attack
to show that if you fuck with music,
music will fuck you back
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Everything's fucked up
and I don't know whether to be sad or pissed.
The kids we were a week ago
would never believe shit would turn out like this.
And I don't like it one bit,
this town's fucking shit,
that's fucking it,
I fucking quit.
Hardcore dancing in a parking lot:
yeah, it doesn't seem like that long ago.
Everything would fall apart
in just under two weeks, but we didn't know.
And I can't get to sleep,
I'm still holding out hope
that this is a dream and we won't have to cope.
But I'm sure that it's real,
and now we all gotta deal,
my one and only mood is "fuck it".
And I'm fucking done,
yeah fuck everyone,
I'll just waste away
in a drug-induced haze.
Daniel, Andrew, and me
will trip on LSD.
Pull a Hunter S. Thompson,
get straight fucking gone son.
Ride an elephant into King Tut's tomb.
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So I'll get up here and strum to 20 people who'll hate me
5 who'll worship me, and 6 who'll negate me
And I think to myself, "is this all really fucking worth it?"
Throwing my heart out on the floor
to a room of 20 people who don't even care to have it,
another 10 or 20 who would jump to fucking stab it.
Do the words we're throwing out mean anything to anyone,
or are we just yelling into the dark?
Woah-oh
Cuz the only constant in my life's the kickdrum on the floor,
the only constant in my death is coming back for more.
And you know that as long as I'm still alive and breathing
I'll be up here fucking screaming.
Cuz my heart has always beat in a steady 4/4 time
and last time I checked it wasn't a fucking crime
to live this life in the way you wanna live it,
to do what you want to, or at least try to.
Woah-oh.
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