Push me out of the way, dear push me out of the way, dear push me out of the way sweet dear alcohol push me out of the way I go out of my way, dear to get in my own way, dear push me out of the way sweet dear alcohol and I'll be with you to stay Well, I think I'm going insane this time I'm thinking about committing some crime! Push me out of the way, dear push me out of the way, dear push me out of the way sweet dear alcohol push me out of the way Wee hew!

Micro Paycheck, Micro Paycheck what's it gitcha? what's it gitcha? You take a shower and you work 8 hours for a micro paycheck what's it gitcha? You take a shower and work 8 hours MORE and then you DRINK Fatty Paycheck, Fatty Paycheck what's it gitcha? WHAT'S it gitcha?! the same thing as a micro paycheck 'cept you don't get evicted that's all it gets ya Still take a shower and work 8 hours MORE then you drink MORE then work MORE then drink MORE! Aw, and then AW FUCK IT!

Tell your mom, tell your mom I'm a big ol' slime I'm a slime I'm a slime A big ol' fuckin slime Tell your dad, tell your dad That I'm big And that I'm bad I'm a slime I'm a slime A big bad fuckin slime Oh yeah Oh yeah I do a good job being a slob I cannot say I'm sorry, I'm a slime that doesn't worry Oh yeah Oh yeah I'm a big ol' grimy slime Well, I might be a slimebag But at least I know the truth Tell your sister, tell your sister That she looks like Alton Lister I'm a slime I'm a slime A mean mean slime Tell your brother Tell your brother That he shouldn't Mate another I'm a slime I'm a slime An ugly ugly slime Oh yeah Oh yeah I do a good job being a slob I cannot say I'm sorry, I'm a slime that doesn't worry Oh yeah Oh yeah I'm a big ol' grimy slime Well I might be a slimebag But at least I know the truth Well there should be more words to this song But there's no more words to the song There should be more words to this song But there's no more words to the song Should be more words to this song But there's no more words to the song Should be more word to the song But there just ain't no more words

George Washington owned fellow humans Let's never forget that George Washington owned fellow humans Let's never forget that This country was founded by people who owned slaves This country is run by people who own you and me So fuck it I said fuck it Might as well chuck it Throw your vote in a bucket This country was founded by people who owned SLAVES This country is run by people who own you and me So FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT I SAID FUCK IT! FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT I SAID FUCK IT! FUCK IT FUCK IT FUCK IT I SAID FUCK IT! FUUUUUUUUUCK! THIS COUNTRY WAS FOUNDED BY PEOPLE WHO OWNED SLAVES THIS COUNTRY IS RUN BY PEOPLE WHO OWN YOU AND ME SO FUCK IT

Nothing in this world seems novel anymore There used to be things I'd cherish Now there's just things I have to do The day to day happenings in this life Have little importance Unless you don't have to work for a living Nothing in this world seems novel anymore There used to be things I'd cherish Now there's just things I have to do

Mansion Trailer Park That's a fancy fuckin' church Next to your Mansion Trailer Park I'd like to drop some turds In your gated community In your gated community I'll bet you think you've got the best police That only means You got a false sense of security And so I'm gonna take a dump in your front yard In between your fancy shrubs And I swear to Bob That you'll never find out it's me Who's befouling your community I'll bet you think you're Living The American Dream™ That illusion to you Looks just the same to me As living in a trailer park Cuz, you might as well get a dog named Rambo And a wife who wears tubetops and flipflop sandals Drive a beat up Pinto with no door handles Get a cement mailbox cuz you're Sick of the vandals in your Mansion Trailer Park

Well we got a rooster! And a bunch of hens That rooster listens to the messages His ladies send Figured I could learn from him Cuz like most gentlemen I'd like to do a little bit better With the lady friends I brought a lady friend On out to the farm She ain't even minded That I livded in a barn She saw that rooster And said "Aw, ain't he CUTE!" Now I think she loves that sucker Even more than I do She loves my rooster Even more than I do I'da thunk it unpossible But she's a dream come true It might sound funny Or maybe even blue But she loves my cock Even more than I do And now that rooster n' me Ain't got no time for each other Him for his hens Or me for any other lover She thinks she owns it And that might well be true Cuz by god she loves that sucker Even more than I do She loves my cock Even more than I do I'da thunk it unpossible But she's a dream come true It might sound funny Or maybe even blue But she loves my cock Even more than I do She loves my cock I ain't bullshitt'n!

I may be ugly but I ain't dumb I may be ugly but I ain't dumb And you're a stupid hypocritic sumbitch When I'm hungry and I want some sleep When I'm tired and I need to eat It don't matter what I want or need Cuz I'm fuckin poor But at least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb I may be ugly but I ain't dumb I may be chubby but I can lose weight And you're a stupid hypocritic sumbitch When I'm hungry and I want some sleep When I'm tired and I need to eat It don't matter what I want or need Cuz I'm fuckin poor But at least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb At least I'm not dumb And you may or may not be a stupid hypocritic sumbitch

song video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJDrY6eZmr4 I want a car that's totally chrome with blacked-out windows I wonder how that would reflect on me Loud enough to find out what it'd sound like To see the light Bouncing off of almost everything I want a car so fucking fast that it can't be seen Then all the girls will notice me I want to find out what it'd be like To have a passenger seated Somebody seeing what I see Well, just because we don't need it Doesn't mean we don't have to have it I want a car that's totally chrome, even the tires and seats Just blinding everyone with absurdity We're all gonna find out what it looks like From the outside Cuz when we drive it's hard to see Well, just because we don't need it Doesn't mean we don't have to have it And just because we don't want it Doesn't mean we aren't gonna get it We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out We're all gonna find out

Skater punks! All day drunks! Cars on fire, cars on fire A buncha fuzz All there was Making noise, making noise It could take your whole lifetime To realize you haven't lived There's a lot more going on Than what's two inches in front of your face A buncha fuzz All there was Making noise, making noise It's all for show It's all I know It's all a trap, It's a trap! It could take your whole lifetime To realize you haven't lived The only thing that never changes Is the fact That everything changes

It was about three weeks And I was back on the street I ain't afraid of nothin But me If you've got any sacred cows Lemme at them Cuz now I've got a hankerin' for some beef There's nobody That cares about A guy like me After about three weeks I was feelin the heat I can't trust nobody Especially me It takes a heck of a liar To think he's telling the truth But baby sometimes That's the person you gotta be With nobody That cares about a guy like me I guess it comes down to I feel I've been cheated And muthafuckin lied to When I really didn't need it My beliefs have been tied up, cut, choked and beaten By personal calamity Got nobody that cares about A guy like me Not even my mama Gonna care about A guy like me And now I understand the deer frozen in the headlights

Why's a punk rock song so short? Why's a punk rock song so short? They're not tryin to entertain you NO ONE'S trying to entertain YOU Why's a punk rock song so short? Why's a punk rock song so short? Well they're just tryin to make you think Even if the music STINKS! Why's a punk rock song so short?! FU-UCK YOU! And, why's a punk rock song so quick? Why's a punk rock song so quick? They're just tryin to make you sick I hope you're getting fucking sick! Why's a punk rock song so quick? Why's a punk rock song so quick? I hope you're getting sick Cuz I'm a fucking prick Why's a punk rock song so quick?! LI-ICK DICK!!

Born in a stump Lives on grubs Can make anything out of anything Hunts on sight But he doesn't see the light Screams on key but he doesn't sing Feral Boy Feral Boy He goes with his hunch When he hunts for his lunch Foresees just about anything Looks to the sky Doesn't ask why Gives thanks for the days and the joy they bring Feral Boy Feral Boy Don't you wish you could be like him If you spied through his eyes? You'd likely run and hide You'd run and hide What you'd find in his mind Would make you run and hide You'd run and hide Find no peace in the heat of the kitchen Of his mind, his mind If you can't stand the heat of the kitchen Run and hide, run and hide You'd run and hide get high You'd run and hide get high You'd run and hide get real, real high And then fly Real high Born in a stump, lives on grubs Just gives thanks for everything Screams to the sky Every single night "DO I KNOW THE MEANING OF LIVING" Feral Boy Feral Boy Don't you wish you could be like him DON'T you wish you could be like him Don't you dare wish that you were him Cuz you'd be sorry I'm telling you that you'd be sorry If you spied through his eyes You'd likely run and hide You'd run and hide What you'd find in his mind Would make you run and hide Withdraw inside Find no peace in the heat of the kitchen Of his mind, his mind YOU can't stand the heat of the kitchen Run and hide, run and hide You'd run and hide get high You'd run and hide get high You'll run and hide get real, real high And then fly Real high

Freaks don't sit around Freaks don't sit around They don't sit around, sit around Freaks don't sit around Freaks don't sit around They don't sit around, sit around Better just keep it simple today I'd rather do something dumb Better just keep it like yesterday But I'd rather do something dumb Like fall in love Freaks don't sit around Freaks don't sit around They don't sit around, sit around Freaks don't sit around Freaks don't sit around They don't sit around, sit around Better just keep it simple today I'd rather do something dumb Better just keep it like yesterday But I'd rather do something dumb Like fall in love Why do you run when you run And talk what you walk You're talking while you run Why don't you walk what you talk You talk and you talk and run Why do you run run run run Walking speaks much louder than talking Getting something done My dad said "Kick some ass!" Dad said "Kick some ass!" "Go out and kick some ass before I kick YOUR ass!" Better just keep it simple today I'd rather do something dumb Better just keep it like yesterday But I'd rather do something dumb Like fall in love Woo oo

Oh lord I've been having some bad nightmares About a thing that's called warvette About some thing that's called warvette It's destination is Your mom It's coming to a Mom near you It's coming In a mom near you And can't slow down Tell you why... It's because the wealthy hate need! Cuz no one's fuckin free And it's because the poor just need more, man When no one's fuckin free And then the man takes the land And then no one's fuckin free Cuz no one's fuckin free The people fight each other, man When no one's fuckin free But fight the man, he's not your brotherman When no one's fuckin free You gotta eat the rich-ah When no one's fuckin free Cuz no one's fuckin free I bet you thought It's called being rather than Seeming to be Because they'll make you 86 Your personal reality It'll make you fucking sick the way that They're allowed to breathe When no one's fuckin free Cuz no one's fuckin free I'm just so tired of thinking about What I always seem to be thinking about When there's nothing better to think about Cuz no one's fuckin free There's no one fuckin free Not even your mom It's called being rather than Seeming to be Because they'll make you 86 Your personal reality It'll make you fucking sick the way that They're allowed to breathe When no one's fuckin free Cuz no one's fuckin free And then you'll hear them say That you couldn't know, anyway And you have no place to stay HEY!