Hidden Track Lyrics

'm not here to entertain you
I'm here to meet my friend the Russian,
The Irish, the German, the Colombian

I don't care how bad I fuck up, I care about how ###### up I get
I'm not your clown, I'm your dealer and I'm holdin' 3 bindles of bullshit
And you're buyin' it cause you are addicted to the pure and totally uncut

I'm not here to amuse you, I'm here to abuse my body
I'm here because old habits die hard
And seriously what else am I supposed to do?
This isn't my job, my hobby, my habit, it's sad, but this is my life

Welcome to our mission statement total self-debasement
And not giving our all (watch us fall)
It's not that we don't pull it,
It's just we only give about 60 or so percent
Would you rather be fed bullshit
From some 20 something makeup wearing pop star?
"This one goes out to all our loyal fans all over the world
We couldn't have done it without you we love you Modesto"
#### you and your taking it easy before the show
So you won't lose your voice and disappoint your fans routine
You don't care about the children, you don't even know them,
All you know is their money

NOFX - USA HOLES

It's like seeing a car crash from inside the car
The driver's got his head craned back he's telling you a joke
You see the bus on collision course
You point your arm and turn your head and wait for the impact
This is the feeling we learn to live with in North America
The morning headlines always accompanied with sweat and nausea
Every week another puzzle piece gets permanently glued into place

We see the iceberg from 15 miles away
The captain orders the ship to "stay the course"
"Full speed ahead" shouts the accurst
The next thing we heard was, "rich women and children first"
The ship is listing, the captain's placing blame on the iceberg
"That berg attacked us, I am declaring war on the Arctic"
Who could ever have predicted the greatest ship could so easily sink (duh)

Lifeboats are useless without rescue
The only ships show up for salvage
When setting sail on the St. Louis
We all knew what consequences could be
With the crew we had at the controls
There's no harbor age for the USA-holes
I doubt there's a benign God to save our souls
Cuz no one else is gonna save the USA-holes

It's 3 o'clock at the Triple Rock, another round of watching Paddy talk
It's where you wanna get snowed in when you get
Snowed in, outside it's 10 below, is it day or night, we don't care or know
What we know is that we don't wanna be
Anywhere but here, please don't make us leave
When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota

I'm seeing double at the Triple Rock, we're still here watching Paddy talk
Then undress, then get out the duct tape
The one question still remains, how much more art can we take?
I'll let you know when the medication wears off

I'm a religious drunk and this is where I pray
The church of alcoholics can't break up the congregation
Give us air to breathe, through carbonation
We are at liquor church, genuflecting on barstools
We're praying that the taps will keep the holy water flowing
Key kicks of communion, then a long night of confessions
Coming home after noon seems to raise a lot of questions
When in Minnesota and you got a drinking quota

NOFX - THE MARXIST BROTHERS

We meet in underground parking lots
And late night in coffee shops
With voices low unless we're drunk
We've got hats and cop sunglasses
We question all that is wrong
We discuss conspiracy
Are we enemies of the state?
Or idealist bourgeoisie?

I'll get this one, put it on my card
I get frequent flyer mileage
And a booklet of upgrades
So next time I visit the third world
I won't have to fly second class
The people's revolution is gonna be a podcast

We took the bus to the anarchist book fair
I left the hybrid at home
I scored an extremely rare signed copy of the communist manifesto
We protested the G8, got maced by female police
In hot black uniforms and boots
I got one's e-mail address

Still I'm waiting to see if my bid on eBay was enough
To get "Today's Empires Are Tomorrow's Ashes" on soviet red vinyl
It's going on the wall next to "Tubthumper" and "The Battle Of Los Angeles"
Of Los Angeles

NOFX THE MAN I KILLED

As they tightly strap me in, give me lethal injection
I've just a few moments to live, I've no remorse for what I did
It was for the benefit of man, I made the utmost sacrifice
Before more damage could be done I took his life

There was a split second of silence when the dart punctured the skin
Beady eyes rolled back in head, the body dropped from the poison
They could incapacitate me, but could not erase my sneer
I heard a thousand people screaming, while three billion others cheered
He was gone, and I would soon be

Executed by the state, all appeals would be in vain
I was not criminally insane, in fact I was found to be
An otherwise caring and respectable member of society
A minor threat except for that one man I killed

As the sedatives take effect, I just smile, close my eyes
There's a priest kneeling next to me, he asks me if I realize
I was going straight to hell, and he thought that I should know
That the man I killed's replacement planned this whole scenario
And what I did would had no significance at all.

NOFX - BENNY GOT BLOWED UP

Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on the run,
Traded the needle... for the gun
Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal,
No more retreat, give it the all

Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself,
OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die for them

Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks,
Benny had never had such fun
Until he took a wrong step into a bomb,
And that's when Benny got blowed up

Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and piss,
We figured Benny would end up like this
We just didn't think for them