Fear of falling through a fire in the sky
I reach into the black and find your empty hand
And while you whisper I understand
Delicious kisses
When you say everything's gonna be alright
Baby baby
You're hand in mine
Evil angel seducing fidelity
The whole world's fi

you're gonna cry
you wake up from your beer and you philosophize but nobody hears they're all one-way eyes
they want to be seen they don't want to be tried so light up a friend for you to stay the night with who you are
is just for tonight and that's the pretty part nobody knows you

Your lovely taste
Your precious smell
My favorite, absolute fucking hell
To ravage you is all i want
Watch out love I'm on the hunt
'Cuz you are ice just like desire
Hot to the touch you burn like fire
But i can take it wait and see
You're what i want explode with

Yeah, the boots are on the concrete
Your head is just a necktie away
Six million copies later
You're happy that you don't have to pay

You gotta follow
Follow the zombies

It's Operation Meathead
It's on everybody's iPod, yeah
With your right hand on your comics

Midnight and I'm all alone
I drink some more than I swear at the phone
you're miles away but you live down the street
it took a while but I think we've both seen
that I can make you happy
six am quadrophenia's done
I drink some more than I swear at the sun
your lies a

he walked her down
to the puget sound
the heat caressed them
they were far too hot to care
the air undressed them
lost in each other's stare when she said
I scream you scream mmmm love
they laughed and cried
trapped by time
the earth was spinning
but they

I put you in a box with everything I ever lost
But the sound of your voice keeps haunting me
Oh everywhere I go you're on the radio
Sonic sacrilege
The union of our souls
Everywhere I go you're on the radio
I wanna kill the radio
I feel better but I feel worse at the

the phone is ringin' and it ain't jokin'
a bill collector but I'm outside smokin'
unshaven in the afternoon's glare
that's the unemployed truth
laundry change in a beggar's tin cup
I'm oversleepin' 'cuz I'm tired of wakin' up unshaven in the afternoon glare that's the unemplo

I don't know ask the guy with the tie
Doesn't matter what they play
Doesn't matter what they say
You look just right
They're gonna give you a try
Everybody's looking at us
We've got Major Label Interest
Everybody's gonna tell us what to do
Everybody&'s got the

Well I hate you
Just like I hate this song
I don't want to try and get along
You're a shockwave
And I crumble in your wake
Think I'll be back
Well just keep holding your breath
Already ain't enough time
Why you wanna be wastin' all mine
I owe you nothing
S

well I see you young and strong and wise as you are just right now
and I don't fear nothin' when you come around
and I'm blessed by your beauty everytime you're in town
and every mark i make is with you
I'm gonna show you Paul Edward
well your feet never liked being on the gr

Punk Beat beat of the punks
What do they think who gives a WHAT?
Punk Beat
They talk about us all the time
Their beady eyes are on the prize
But they don't got the beat
Keep trying
Attitudinal release
The drummer's kick kisses our feet
'Cuz we don't care what

I WANT A PUNK ROCK HOLIDAY
NO SLEEP CORONITA AND MARY JANE
SUNRISE, SUNSET IT'S ALL THE SAME UH HUH
I'M GONNA PLAY GUITAR
BE A PUNK ROCK'N'ROLL STAR
TELL THE WORLD TO JUST FUCK OFF
I'LL HEAR THEM LAUGH AND I'LL WATCH THEM SCOFF
FUELED BY LIQUOR AND THE MUSE
I CAN'

Johnny's got a light on his eyes and
Shirley's got a light on her lips
Jake's got a monkeyshine on his head
And Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
They can twist and turn
They can move and burn
They can throw themselves against the wall
But they creep for what they n

yeah steerin' by the stars embedded in the sidewalk up
she's shiny like the fenders on a cocaine car so up
I don't want my head on my shoulders
she goes higher and higher and oh my god
she's so up
bullet-proof black and ready for mourning get up written in red a light pollute

Coop has got the war paint
My hair is in the air again
Newbies all got stage fright
They cower at the bar again
Liars, cryers, buyers Pawley's got the flyers for them all
Buzzcocks, Stooges Lori engineers the trip
We beat and pound the tables to the chorus of Los Angeles<

HELLO MAN
YOU CAME TO PUT US IN OUR PLACE
IT MAKES YOU FEEL ALIVE AND GIVING
IT MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE LIVING
YEAH THE MASTER RACE REALLY NEEDS IT'S SLAVES EMPTY MINDS FILLED FULL OF PRAISE
EMPTY EYES BUT WHAT YOU SHOW US
YOUR GREAT MISTAKE YOU THINK YOU OWN US
H

Tell us that war is peace
The terror level's rising
God told them to listen in
God gave them a mission

Nascar nation on it's back
Armchair patriots react
Spin cycle goes round and round
My flag is in the lost and found

That's Okay
That's Okay
I wasn't

If I could be anything
I'd be a machine gun
'Cuz everytime I see you
I'm sorry I don't own one
If I could be anything
You know I'd be a land mine
The next time you step on me
Will really be the last time
If I could be anything
I'd be an airborne ranger
I'd

shake! well I'm nothin' I ain't got a dollar to lose and I'm naked you can see I ain't got no tattoos and I'm runnin' but the ground won't give me no room
and I'm shakin' and pretty soon you're gonna feel it
well I'm nothin' I ain't about to kiss your boots and I'm naked, naked right dow