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The A/V Club
01:08
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Well this one time I played me a show
In Detroit with HCS and Papa Django
But nobody paid attention because every television
Was showing lots of black and white old porno
So I played a Slackers cover while the soundguy stared at bush
And the headliner made me sound less shitty
And then later on that year he remembered me on tour
And that’s when I cut a track at Version City
And this other time I played me a show
Back when Deal’s Gone Bad’s Detroit draw was still tiny
Well the place looked like a dungeon and I played a NOFX song
While Jackass Number 2 was on behind me
And I got a bit self-conscious when I heard the people’s laughs
But I figured someone probably shoved a Hot Wheels up his ass
Although I may never be as good as what is on the screen
Playing to myself still makes me happy
Yeah playing to myself still makes me happy
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Oh I bitched and whined a dozen times
Complicated our lives for what?
And sure I cried but I survived
I shoulda kept my big mouth shut
YOu know you gave me more than I had before
But still you couldn’t fill my cup
Even if I got everything I wanted
It wouldn’t be enough
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
COuldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I never had
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
Couldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I’ll never have
I took some things quite personally
Though I know I had no right
I got obsessive, a little possessive
And all fucked up inside
I tried like hell to convince myself
Not to hold on to the thought
But against my will it continued still
No matter how I fought
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
COuldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I never had
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
Couldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I’ll never have
I feel I must apologize as often as I can
Cuz you deserve much better than the kind of friend I am
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
COuldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I never had
And I feel so bad, yeah I feel so bad
Couldn’t be satisfied with what you provide
The greatest love I’ll never have
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Well I got my bumper sticker
From the 700 Club
Situated on the rear gate
Of my Ford Expedition
It says that marriage equals
One woman and one man
It’s right next to the sticker
That says we should boycott France
And that’s ok if you don’t agree
You’re gonna have to pay the price eternally
Because the enemies of the USA, you see
Will burn. In. Heck.
But not me, I’m a good American
When I drive my SUV anywhere I can
Show off America’s place inside my heart
When I stop in the Wal*Mart parking lot
Just a little crooked taking up two parking spots
The other shoppers know I am doing my part
I got an oval sticker
That says Bush/Cheney ‘04
And a tattered rag of an American flag
Flying from my driver’s side door
I also got a ribbon magnet
It boldly says “Support Our Troops”
Because they can’t come back yet from Iraq
Until they find those stinkin’ nukes!
And that’s ok if you don’t agree
You’re gonna have to pay the price eternally
Because the enemies of the USA, you see
Will burn. In. Heck.
But not me, I’m a good American
When I drive my SUV anywhere I can
Show off America’s place inside my heart
When I stop in the Wal*Mart parking lot
Just a little crooked taking up two parking spots
The other shoppers know I am doing my part
An Army of One Nation Under God Bless America The Beautiful
These Colors Don’t Run
I’m a good American
When I drive my SUV anywhere I can
Show off America’s place inside my heart
When I stop in the Wal*Mart parking lot
Just a little crooked taking up two parking spots
The other shoppers know I am doing my part
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Double Agent
02:46
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Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They think exactly as you do
You’re always sure to tell your jokes
So far away from them colored folks
Because if they heard it then they’d know
The things you say behind closed doors
Well I hate to ruin your fun
But I rat on everyone
I keep track of names and places
And tell all your black coworkers
That you’re a racist
Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They fuck exactly like you do
Any doubts have been dismissed
Cuz no one here talks with a lisp
Yeah, no one is a stylist
Or has that little floppy wrist
Well I hate to ruin your fun
But I remember everyone
And I wonder if you’d hate me
If I just stood up and
Made you fuckers face me
Well there’s nowhere to hide
Can’t get away from prying eyes
The double agents and the spies
They’re lurking all around you
They’re learning all about you
Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They’re just as ignorant, too
They’re just as ignorant, too
They’re just like ignorant you
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I’m getting tired of being put up with
Like I’m not too much of a pain
And I’m getting sick of the passive relationships
Nobody cares either way
And you could go a month without me
Or you could see me everyday
I’m just a lukewarm feeling, an inoffensive gray
I’m getting bored of withholding affection
For anyone other than me
And I’m getting rather annoyed at the way
I’m alone when I go out to eat
Because my heart is overflowing
But no one’s there to catch the spill
I’m just a fire burning that you won’t ever feel
And so I need someone to love me
Like I need someone to love
How convenient that I fit the bill
The only one to plug into
This equation of isolation
This simulation of masturbation
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You'll Do
02:08
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You’re not the one I want
Not the one I love
But you’ll do, baby you’ll do
You’re not the one I need
No you’re not in my dreams
But you’ll do, baby you’ll do
Oh I know I won’t be spending all my life with you
But right now I think I’d like to spend the night with you
Well you can’t get in my head
But you’re welcome to my bed
Cuz you’ll do, baby you’ll do
Oh I know I won’t be spending all my life with you
But right now I think I’d like to spend the night with you
Well I’m sorry but it’s true
You’re just a substitute
But you’ll do, baby you’ll do
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7. |
Jack's Good Mood
02:25
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Gaytheist
02:20
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Look at you, you try to score by singing for me
Look at you, a closet case and you’re hella horny
Well I am here to tell you that I’m flattered
But you are not the member that I’m after
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
You’re not my type, thanks anyway
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
You’re not my type, thanks anyway
Look at you, you try so hard to be romantic for a guy you barely know
Because you’re jealous of the feelings that I have for other dudes
Maybe a bandmate but it really isn’t you, your’re barking up the wrong tree
But where was I when you became a gay man?
I’m sorry for you but there’s much better in the ABE van
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
You’re not my type, thanks anyway
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
You’re not my type, thanks anyway
And you talk of some great lust for a fellow musician guy
I hate to be a downer, but it just isn’t mutual
How could you ever believe you were in my eye?
Or we’d be together? You might think you are such a handsome guy whoa whoa
I will have my way with your saxaphonist
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
You’re not my type, thanks anyway
No you’re not my type, thanks anyway
I’d much prefer Koob anyday
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Mr. Ruff and Tuff
02:33
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Back in the day when you were growing up
They told you how real men behave
You gotta be hard, you gotta be strong
You gotta be big and always got to be brave
They said don’t show no weakness to any man
And never let nobody see you cry
You gotta flex your muscles whenever you can
And know that violence is always justified
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
We’ve had enough had enough of you
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
I said we’re sick of the shit you do
We’ve had enough
And nowadays he works as a policeman
Perhaps a bouncer in some club
It’s insecurity, don’t take it personally
When he comes to fuck you up
He’s got his combat boots and tough tattoos
A phallic flashlight by his side
And some wonder can he be any more manly?
And what is he trying to hide inside?
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
We’ve had enough had enough of you
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
I said we’re sick of the shit you do
We’ve had enough
I heard he once got aroused in the locker room
And there were no females in sight
So now he lifts more weights and compensates
Cuz daddy taught him that might makes right
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
We’ve had enough had enough of you
We’ve had enough had enough, Mr. Ruff and Tuff
I said we’re sick of the shit you do
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Very Old Man
02:55
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I take naps in the middle of the day
I am a very old man
And I wake up with lower back pain
I am a very old man
I can’t relate to kids these days
I am a very old man
Cuz every crowd is half my age
I am a very old man
Oh oh oh, I know know know
That I can’t change who I am
Oh oh oh, I know know know
I am a very old man
I reference songs from decades past
I am a very old man
Back in the day I had a blast
I am a very old man
I still like ska, but not as fast
I am a very old man
I like it groovy and built to last
I am a very old man
Oh oh oh, I know know know
That I can’t change who I am
Oh oh oh, I know know know
I am a very old man
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The Harder They Come
02:52
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By Jimmy Cliff
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Wretched Me
02:59
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Well I need to get well
And not just for myself
No this is for the benefit of everybody else
I’m getting help
And I need to survive
I just need to stay alive
And not end up an anecdote for those who would’ve tried
But then decided to stay inside
And maybe it’s my ego
Allowing me to think that I can alter other people
Who am I? And aren’t we equal?
If anything it’s wretched me who cowers in your shadow
Cuz you can let it go, and you can swim the sea
And you have no agenda, and you are not like me
Cuz you can push it out, and you can get to sleep
And you live in the moment, and you are not like me
Cuz you can start it up, and you can set it free
And you have locomotion, and you are not like me
Cuz you can make it work, and that comes naturally
And there’s the major reason that you are not like me
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Low Standards
03:04
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You’ve got low standards
You’ve got low low standards
You’ve got low standards
But not low enough for me
Now I’ve seen all the boys
All the boys that you’re after
Tell me what do they got now
That I don’t got now
Are they bringing you joy
Happiness and laughter
Tell me what do they got now
That I don’t got now
Don’t you see how it hurts
To be the worst of the worst
Oh I’m the scum of the earth in your eyes
You’ve got low standards
You’ve got low low standards
You’ve got low standards
But not low enough for me
When I see who you’re taking
Oh it’s got my heart breaking
Cuz I’m somehow not making the cut
You’ve got low standards
You’ve got low low standards
You’ve got low standards
But not low enough for me
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Come gather round liberals wherever you roam
Have you noticed the folks you reward with your vote?
Do you think that Obama’s beliefs are your own?
Well just look at the lobbies who pay him
Oh he promised you change and he filled you with hope
But the times they are remainin’
Now tell me, “peace” movement, who did you support?
Did he even suggest he would end either war?
No he sure didn’t hide the plans he had in store
He’s quite pleased with the battles we’re wagin’
Now there’s more troops in Asia than there were before
No, the times they are remainin’
Now listen you queers, all you LGBT
Did the money you gave really help set you free?
Cuz Obama said he opposed equality
Did you listen while he was campaignin’?
Or did you blindly follow the great HRC?
Cuz the times they are remainin’
Now listen conservatives, you all seem so pissed
But you firmly deny it’s because you’re racist
Well the one difference I see is your skin from his
Because why could you possibly hate him?
Yeah take it from me, an upset socialist
That the times they are remainin’
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15. |
The Man I Killed
01:55
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By NoFX
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Mexico
03:10
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By The Refreshments
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17. |
The Pancake
02:43
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You see me up inna lansing and me see me bredda Smike
He tell me bout the new dance everybody like
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
Woy yoy, mek we do it everyday
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
From the setting sun until the daybreak
Now me say whether you’re a man or whether uman
Me say you really haffi know about this sensation, lord
And you know you never worry, it’s not hard to understand
Just listen Mr. Matt Wix with the hexplanation
Stick out ya hand me say stick ya hand
Now flip it up like ya flipping up a pan
Now flip it ova and ya pass it to ya friend
And now everybody haffi flip again and again
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
Woy yoy, mek we do it everyday
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
From the setting sun until the daybreak
You just stick out ya hand and you flick up ya wrist
Flip imaginary pancake, invisible disk
Ya know it’s the new dance dat nobody can resist
All dem up inna de dancehall like dem make breakfast
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
Woy yoy, mek we do it everyday
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
From the setting sun until the daybreak
You know seh pon the microphone is M A double T
Me are the boss DJ from the Motor City
Me learn bout the pancake out inna Lansing
From man like Smike outta Cincinnati
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
Woy yoy, mek we do it everyday
Woy yoy, mek we do the pancake
From the setting sun until the daybreak
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