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Why Don’t You Give someone else a chance? Dominating & Frustrating! Why don’t you step off your pedestal? You hold yourself in such high regard.
Chorus:
All you do is whinge and whine, but you do not even try. Don't expect us to feel sorry for you if you don't even put in the yards. You don't have a case to stand on.
We'll take anything we're given. We’re not going to step aside for you. We worked so damn hard to get here. We’re not going to give our chance/work away.
Chorus
I just think it’s so amazing. Pretend that you are in grade four. You will not receive attention. Unless you extend your hand to the sky.
Chorus
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- Conformity -
Walk down the street, I look left and right, I walk through the crowd and guess what I see. Two anarchists, a socialist, a right wing whore. Melbourne town is punks galore.
Chorus
Fuck your rules and attitude. You’re so fucking lame! I don’t wanna be like you. You’re all the fucking same.
Decked out in black from head to toe, something’s in your eye. You draw an X to fit in your tight black jeans. Do you even know what it means?
Chorus
Now you’re decked out in all your ‘punk’ gear: a Mohawk, a jacket and boots. But in a week you’ll go back to your rich daddy’s house, pull up your collar and pop a few E’s.
Chorus
- Conformity II -
Freedom is a concept of the past, shut up you fake fuck you’re cut off mid sentence. Like a pendulum we must build momentum and the freedom to speak free.
When I sing about conformity my arguments are often riddled with hypocrisy, but don’t look at it (the facts) in left or right, you’d be ignorant to think it's black or white. Don’t be afraid to look/analyse or even criticise the writing of the so-called wise and try to think before you speak, because your heartfelt words are wasted on the bleak. x2
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Coffee Mug (Descendents)
00:38
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Mug mug mug
Coffee mug
Clear away the haze
Liquid proof
That I can win this race
Coffee mug
The grip that keeps me tall
My inter-link
Keeps me questing all
I don't need your booze or drugs
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
And I don't need your kiss and hug
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
They haven't banned
My liquid drug of choice
There's too may hooked
And they've got too much voice
So for the moment
We're all pretty good to go
With 98 cups
With 98 more to go
I don't need your booze or drugs
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
I don't need your booze or drugs
I just chug-a-lug-o my coffee mug
Here a bean, there a bean
Everywhere a mean mean
Bean Chug-a-lug-o, my
Coffee mug mug mug mug
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Black Saturday
02:21
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Running from your house must be a difficult thing to have to do, especially when you are seven years old and flowing with emotions. My heart goes out to them.
As we sing these songs for them.
It's a Saturday. It's a Saturday. A Black Saturday. Not another day.
Wake me up when it's all over.
Scouring through the wreckage. Cut to the Earth. Her eyes begin to swell, as these tears begin to flow. Now, I can see compassion in the people of this country.
Formerly they were so fucking greedy.
It's a Saturday. It's a Saturday. A Black Saturday. Not another day.
Wake me up when it's all over. Wake me up when things are better. Wake me up when my people are free.
They fill their tanks with water and fill our hearts with hope. Let's pray for sons and daughters, "Let them find another home!"
I hope they find those bastards, those who started all this mess. Lock them up, they regret, we will not forget.
It's a Saturday. It's a Saturday. A Black Saturday. Not another day.
Wake me up when it's all over. Wake me up when things are better. Wake me up when my people are free. x2
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Public Liability
02:06
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Walk away Mr. Scrutiny. You’re a fucking public liability. Walk away high and mighty saint. Your self-righteousness is a plague.
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Don’t talk to me about liability and expect me not to understand. Our forté is authority. So don’t talk to me about liability and expect me to be unsure, because before you know it the ‘Dogtown Three’ will be knocking at your door.
Chemicals in your brain undone. There’s no sense in the politics you’re
selling me. (Chemicals) look what you’ve become. You are ignorant you’re dumb.
Chorus
Knocking at your door.
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