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Duh Lyrics
TRAGIC VISION
In this faltering nation the future belongs to the children in school Thereīs
something wrong Sixth grader on crack Handgun overflowing in his hands Now he is
just further demand We search for the source and still that child is left
watching Inhumanity, bloodshed as the tele-violence feeds his head [Chorus] Only
if he knew the consequence of greed A contious state of mind T.V. is not reality
Never a victim the role model said Bang bang, the bad guy is dead Always a
rockstar on eMpty T.V. The lesson complete Now the child has needs Of
competition they bleed Oh beautiful for bills of green Nevermind spacious skies
overhead Bleed the earth and butter your bread [Repeat Chorus] Chils turns on
T.V. What does he see? Nature of man, dishonesty That child grows old Story be
told as he sits behind bars and his soul grows cold
FOILED AGAIN
Realizing itīs too late Destiny turns to fate Realizing itīs to late now
[Repeat] Now you say itīs over and the monkeyīs off your back All it took was
valium and a couple of six packs So once again youīve lied and your story
remains the same Beacuse misery loves companty and youīre the one to blame Itīs
Your life and itīs always the same Itīs your life and itīs always the same to
me
BURY THE HATCHET
I canīt recall the hurting words that I once said So long ago, still
indignation clouds your head And itīs enough to know the pain of losing friends
You perpetuate certain sensless hate and I can picture you today as you say
"I used to know that guy" And as you speak they watch your face split
in two And when you see me Itīs always, hey Joe, how is it goin' bro? where
have you been man? We used to be such good friends Two-faced, you donīt care
You know what you can do with it I canīt pretend and there you go again You
ought to bury the hatchet and leave behind all of the lies and your disguise You
know that I just want to bury the hatchet How much more will you permit? Think
about it youīll admit you and I have got to bury the hatchet Am I really all
that bad? Sometimes I second guess Often times I wonder why my head is such a
mess But put yourself in my shoes and picture if you can All these insecuriries
create that bitter sad man you see hurting Not me I forgive, I forget I wonīt
say the things Iīll regret Not this time I will stop, but just between you and
me itīs a loss I canīt recall the hurting words that I once said So long ago,
still indignation clouds your head 'Cause itīs enough to know the pain of
losing friends Fingers point at you Isnīt that what a child would do? And as
you speak theyīd watch your face split in two And when you see me Itīs always,
hey Joe, how is it goin' bro? where have you been man? We used to be such good
friends Two faced, you donīt care You know what you can do with it Hypocrite
Donīt give me that shit
ANGRY DAYS
Angry youth MR. Elite Your older now Inside your head lives an old scene MR.
Punk Sad and hating everyone Your excuse is old The way you felt has left you
hating yourself Cause everyone is so confused You never worked for a cent
Self-destructive you pay your debt Cause you miss another time when all your
friends were divine Now all of them have gone or changed Do you still live in
angry days? But when youīve lost someone you love When your mask is taken off
Does life cut you down to size? Does it open up your eyes? Beacuse they all have
found their way as you struggle through your maze You built those walls of hate
Donīt tell me itīs too late
NOBLE END
He grew up with nothing He lived and died poor a father of four He left his
family temporarily for a future based on words of chicanery They said join the
Army Join the Navy He joined the Marines and his children were proud but
exhaltation was exhausted and patronage died when this expendable number left
his family of five Imposture and all that man wanted was to provide a better
existence for his kids and wife An investment that cost him his life A family of
ethics has... A fatality of war can't be noble enough to justify the loss of
life so young Continental security Atonement, there's no such thing There was no
hero in the end Only letters of resent, remorse, regret Bitter resent Imposture
and all those boys wanted was to be alive, a return of existence yet so many
died and those who returned were alone with nothing awaiting at home Again the
headlines read "A Noble Soldier Finds A Noble Ending" They are the
ones who can be done without Expendable numbers forgotten no doubt A family of
ethics has died
CHILD INSIDE
Too many hangars in the closet A clutter of confusion Too little rectitude to
hold a moral absolute Too much distinction to relate to them Irresolutions we
contemplate with no end In this world of give and take And what we refer to as
maturity from emotional need to technology has you, a cultured seed of your
society, lacking ability to feel clemency I'm surprized we still bleed into the
abyss of despair that's hiding the child Compassion you would not dare admit to
have experienced Do you regret looking back? A penitent confessing his sins The
child inside of me recalls a time of purity, an outlook of release You remember
Confident that you were able A future laid out on your table Running through
memories a child is free The world restored you see I see The child inside of me
BAD MOON RISING
[written by John Fogerty]
BEER GOGGLES
The turn out tonight is weak The crowd is looking meager Only 40 to 50 in the
flock but 3 more beers and I'm playin' Woodstock And you can probably see that
we're not all that tight A couple more drinks will alter your sight That does
not mean fight I'm not saying I have to be drunk but tequila shots make it more
fun I'm havin' fun [Chorus] Oh, Beer Goggles I love to put them on Next to
eachother at the bar She's thinkin' he's the one I'm thinkin' where's my car She
thinks I look good Obviously she didn't smell that fart "Oh, what kind of
cologne is that you're wearing?" Hey man, it's a start "Hi, my name's
Barbie" "My name's Ken" The perfect couple 'cause we're drunk in
the head I'm drunk again [Repeat Chorus] And one size fits all!!!
INSPECTOR GADGET
[instrumental]
PARENTS GUIDE TO LIVING
Wasting his days and his nights Nothing's changed Nothing's right He has no
sense of pride Sees no respect in his parents eyes and why should he care? No
one ever cared for him? Wasting her nights and days Sixteen with a child God
wouldn't have it any other way And then they told her of shame and that impurity
made her bed no fuckin' CHOICE She took two lives instead All these worthless
nights All these wasted days Down the path I follow you because who am I? Denial
I still care but it's my life in despair Laughing harder In self-concious I've
played my last solitaire That shirt's too tight to wear Wasting my days nad
nights Nothings changed Nothings right I know I'm not exactly the parents guide
to living but it's the road less traveled in this world so unforgiving and I've
lost count of score
MR. COFFEE
Morning has broken MR. Coffee has spoken The familiar wake-up call sings to my
ears I wake up with a shrug To the floor with a thud Where in this hellhole is
my coffee mug? I can now face the day on legal speed (The American way) I'm
sketching I'm seizing I'm spazing I'm shaking I can not stop spilling on my
brand new shirt I-I-I'm wired I'm so inspired I drank the entire pot so off to
work Here I come to save the day on legal speed (The American way) Drinking
coffee I drink coffee Drinking coffee everyday
OF MIND AND MATTER
They spoke bravely It opened our eyes We swallowed their pride A new era So whee
is the new advise It seems the older methods no longer suffice The very oldeest
if thoughts cast into the mold of these new times Vindictive, he raises his fist
The animal is instinctive Everyone desires peace but indread of war, still arms
increase Perpetual with only one end When that savage nature destroys them all
All is written All is forgiven All is lived again After all, this worthless
progress is progress made for change After all these vain advances does that
concerned animal value his life? Cornered Human nature alive
STOP WHINING
Can't you see we the people can make the choices You and I must raise our voices
To build a future where we belong Revoke oppression and right and wrong But do
you vote or do you only complain Do you just carry on in vain As your economy
crashes, your country goes to war The deficit Their answer to tax the poor But
you may never know what you refuse to learn Do you work the system or do you get
burned? Do you ignore your abilities or your intellect? Are you obselete? An
easy out, you forget it all but it's the hardest path and you chase to follow
You wouldn't speak for yourself and now you're spoken for This is something you
can not ignore It's time for you to notice the things that die with no more lies
You can't deny You're always high and you still bitch Makes me sick It makes me
sick the way you always fuckin' bitch I remember a time when I thought it wasn't
fair The scales of justice did impair but with no darkness theere would never be
light there would never be light Without injustice we'd never have a right
LAG WAGON
Unemployment is my scene Brain dead - the fumes I breath Blah Blah Blah
BlaBlaBlaBlaBlaBla Carp is a town, not a fish Too dumb to care The S.B.-Goleta
connection Feelin' like a champion All aboard the lagwagon It's fast enough for
me Slow Me-and-my friends on the couch Give me a sofa and some snacks The idiot
box-that T.V. trash The V.C.R.-some stupid films The remote control Fuck the
bills There's no point in a job The pay just sucks if you're a slob I'm not
lying I'm lazy and all my friends are just like me [Chorus] Garga jibs and metal
riffs Beer bings and bing hits I hate that scene Santa Barbara boredom Goleta-postmortem
Small town minds can you relate to me? [Repeat Chorus] All aboard the lag
wagon!!!
