The War On Errorism - NOFX
2003 | editar álbum | mostrar todas | agregar canción
- 01. The Separation Of Church And Skate
- 02. The Irrationality Of Rationality
- 03. Franco Un-American
- 04. Idiots Are Taking Over
- 05. She's Nubs
- 06. Mattersville
- 07. Decom-Poseur
- 08. Medio-Core
- 09. Anarchy Camp
- 10. American Errorist (I Hate Hate Haters)
- 11. We Got Two Jealous Agains
- 12. 13 Stitches
- 13. Re-gaining Unconsciousness
- 14. Whoops, I OD'd
The Separation Of Church And Skate
lost in a sea of combat boots, flush the bouncers with wasted youth
when did punk rock become so safe, when did the scene become a joke
the kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke
cursing and flipping birds are not allowed, in fact let's keep noise levels down
Must separate the church and skate
why don't we put pads on the kids, helmets, head gear and mouth pieces
Then we could pad the floor and walls, put cameras inside bathroom stalls
We make sure only nice bands play, make every show a matinee
Teach kids to be all they can be, and we could sing my country tis of thee sweet land of liberty
when did punk rock become so safe
i know it wasnt Duane or Fletcher, who put up the barricades
Like a stake in the heart, somehow we got driven apart
i want conflict i want dissent, i want the scene to represent
our hatred of authority, our fight against complacency
stop singing songs about girls and love, you killed the owl you freed the dove
confrontation and politics replaced with harmonies and shticks
when did punk rock become so tame, these fucking bands all sound the same
We want our fights we want our thugs, we want our burns we want our drugs
where is the violent apathy, these fucking records are rated G
When did punk rock become so safe
The Irrationality Of Rationality
Frank, the new CEO had to answer to the board.
The board was getting anxious, and the shareholders were
on a bed, legs in air, ass-cheeks open wide
They were about to get fucked like it was their first time.
When one makes 20 million, ten thousand people lose.
What keeps that one from swallowing a shotgun?
Dan, the company man, felt loyalty to the core.
After 16 years of service, and a family to support
He actually started to believe the weaponry and chemicals were for national defense.
'Cause Danny had a mortgage, and a boss to answer to.
The guilty don't feel guilty, they learn not to.
Helen is living in her car, trying to feed her kids.
She got laid off at work, and her house was repossessed.
It's hard to think clearly when it's 38 degrees.
Desperate people have been known to render desperate deeds.
But when she shot that family and moved into their home,
The paper read she suffered from dementia.
Franco Un-American
I never thought about the universe, it made me feel small
Never thought about the problems of this planet at all
Global warming, radio-active sites
Imperialistic wrongs and animal rights! No!
Why think of all the bad things when life is so good?
Why help with an 'am' when there's always a 'could'?
Let the whales worry about the poisons in the sea
Outside of California, it's foreign policy
I don't want changes, I have no reactions
Your dilemmas are my distractions
That's no way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American
I never looked around, never second-guessed
Then I read some Howard Zinn now I'm always depressed
And now I can't sleep from years of apathy
All because I read a little Noam Chomsky
I'm eating vegetation, 'cause of Fast Food Nation
I'm wearing uncomfortable shoes 'cause of globalization
I'm watching Michael Moore expose the awful truth
I'm listening to Public Enemy and Reagan Youth
I see no world peace 'cause of zealous armed forces
I eat no breath-mints 'cause their from de-hoofed horses
Now I can't believe; what an absolute failure
The president's laughing 'cause we voted for Nader
That's no way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
No way to go, Franco Un-American
Where can we go, Franco Un-American
I want to move north and be a Canadian
Or hang down low with the nice Australians
I don't want to be another 'I-don't-care-ican'
What are we gonna do Franco, Franco Un-American
Idiots Are Taking Over
it's not the right time to be sober
now the idiots have taken over
spreading like a social cancer, is there an answer?
Mensa membership exceeding
tell me why and how are all the stupid people breeding
Watson, it's really elementary
the industrial revolution
has flipped the bitch on evolution
the benevolent and wise are being thwarted, ostracized, what a bummer
the world keeps getting dumber
insensitivity is standard and faith is being fancied over reason
darwin's rollin over in his coffin
the fittest are surviving much less often
now everything seems to be reversing, and it's worsening
someone flopped a steamer in the gene pool
now angry mob mentality's no longer the exception, it's the rule
and im startin to feel a lot like charlton heston
stranded on a primate planet
apes and orangutans that ran it to the ground
with generals and the armies that obeyed them
followers following fables
philosophies that enable them to rule without regard
there's no point for democracy when ignorance is celebrated
political scientists get the same one vote as some Arkansas inbred
majority rule, don't work in mental institutions
sometimes the smallest softest voice carries the grand biggest solutions
what are we left with?
a nation of god-fearing pregnant nationalists
who feel it's their duty to populate the homeland
pass on traditions
how to get ahead religions
And prosperity via simpleton culture
the idiots are takin over
She's Nubs
It's kinda hard to wear high heels, or slip on banana peels
How does she get in and out of tubs
I hope she dont get mad, I hope she thinks this song is good not bad
Cause we think that she's totally rad, she's nubs.
No fingers, no toes, she doesn't own elbows,
No phalanges no knobby knees to knock
She don't need knuckles or hands to go see punk rock bands
She's always in the stands, she's nubs
She can't pick up a phone, she can't get dressed alone
She's got no funny bone, she's nubs
No shoes for feet but we sure do think she's neat, she's nubs, she's nubs, she's nubs.
I asked her if she want a drink, I asked her if she liked Toronto,
I asked her to go out to the bar, but all she said was no thanks, no and no
It was time for us to leave, so I grabbed and shook her sleeve
and told her I'd see her at the next club she got into a pack
and some guy put her on his back, she said goodbye and kinda waved her stub
She's got beauitful eyes, and breasts regular size,
but without calves and thighs, she's nubs
It's hard to give good head or get tied to a bed,
when all you've got is a body and head, she's nubs
She's nubs, She's nubs, She's nubs...
Oh she may not walk the walk, and she may not like to talk
But boy she sure knows how to rock, she's nubs.
Mattersville
There's a place where some of us choose to live
a gated community cops can't come in
a neighborhood for punks over the hill
we're spendin' our golden years in mattersville
we can do whatever we want whenever we please
there's always a keg of beer and a block of cheese
we got charams,pinball,asteroids,space invaders,and missile command
we will grow old together we will play bridge and Texas hold 'em
Duane and Stevie Cab they still skateboard
but most of us lawn bowl and shuffleboard
we may be getting ripe but we ain't bored
we got a blackboard with some rules and laws
Hefe's got an 18 car garage
most the cars are smashed but so is Spike
twice a week on karaoke night
Eric Melvin lives next door to me
Limo and the Locknecks head security
at the end of my cul de sac
Davey Havok's house is painted black
we will grow old and fatter
We got our ville so what else matters?
Trashy, Mod, and Kath are staying up
Nathan, Matt, and Dad are passing out
when california cracks we're all goin' down
Decom-Poseur
she's a painting outta focus with no good sense of intention she's authentic
she's a model of disaster with a heart of revolution
she's so innocent, but guilty's her plea
everybody wants to save her from herself, they really want to save themselves
she's got the grace of a tourist, with the charm of demolition
she's a poem without a meter or rhyme a random design
of a flower like a rose no one really knows
she's a master piece deserving restoration or condemnation time will tell us
if she's a lifer or a decomposuer she's the rose no one really knows
Medio-Core
Medio-core
It's not forsaken
The music they're makin'
Will leave you with a feeling of indifference
How was the band?
They were okay (okay)
Not great (all right)
But pretty good
They played the songs I knew they would
Some old
Some new
The same formula stays true
We can concur
It's medio-core
Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
So all the kids can sing along (ahh)
Sing along (ahh)
The list keeps growin'
The melodies been stolen
Remind me of songs sung in the 70's
You might fool the kids
But you don't fool me
Have you ever heard of something called
aboriginality?
Is it absurd
To compose music no one's ever heard
Predictability
Like a bussom will comfort them
My one true foe
L.C.D.
(Medio-core) It's under powered
The riffs are all deflowered
(Medio-core) It's spreading faster
Than British tooth decay
(Medio-core) Are you ready to rock?
How ya'll doing tonight?
(Medio-core) Your condescending fucks
Make me wanna laugh and puke at the same time.
(Medio-core)
I'm one to speak,
This song sounds like fifteen you've heard before
Medio-core
Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
So all the kids can sing along (ahh)
Sing along (ahh)
Anarchy Camp
I got an invitation to go to anarchy camp
there will be twistin', fistin', biting, fighting all in an evening
the soundtrack will go multi platinum
barbecue a boca while the effigies burn
you may not wanna stay to see how we take care of a turncoat
Christina's kinda far away so come a long with me
we can dance and trip and be anarchists
we gotta get the manual and put it in the oven 'til it cooks
then we're gonna take the ashes to the wassail
and use them to spike the punch
rules of anarchy camp: reckless abandonment, random acts of dumbness will be rewarded
if you see somebody taking charge, you'll be expected to beat them
cuz everyone who's no one, will be participating
no one who is someone, will ever get to know the joys of anarchism, destruction of the system
so come along with us salad days and nights on the anarchaic bus
we're gonna pick up indigents and crusties and a half a dozen nuts
and we're never coming home
underwater basket-weaving (we got some arts and crafts)
meth-amphetamine symposiums (they last a couple days)
african killer spelling bees (you better get it right)
bowling in ice hockey rinks (of course checking is allowed)
anarchy camp's never inert (you think we dont know that it's)
not much fun 'til someone gets hurt (our only motto)
so we're greasing up the rusty vert ramp
time to make some reservations for next years anarchy camp
American Errorist (I Hate Hate Haters)
It’s ok, allow yourself a little hate
Hatred is not so bad when directed at injustice
You can turn the other cheek, just don’t turn the other way
Enemy of the planet we finally have a common aim
a reason to forget about our differences
and stand as a united front
It’s up to us, we must expose,
Humiliate American errorists
We’ll start with one
The war has just begun
The war has just begun!
We Got Two Jealous Agains
I thought you were the one when I heard Holidays in the sun come
from your bedroom but my mind started to stray when I saw Youth of Today
mixed with your singles what's with this underdog
and this GNR EP? I don't think Hanoi rocks
and i don't want your Paul Stanley next to my Subhumans gatefold
I'm not trying to be a jerk but I don't think this record mergers gonna work
but when I saw Christ on Parade, and This is Boston, Not LA
I knew you were the one
I knew you were for me when i saw the first Vandals EP
I found SNFU and cool I owned that record too
seems we both had Social Unrest and sung "she's a pervert nurse"
we both had the first pressing of How Could Hell Be Any Worse
so now we got two Earth ADs and we got two Killing Jokes
we got two Adolescents two Peni's and two The Crews
we got two Someone Got Their Head Kicked Ins
we got two Declines, two Damaged
and two Jelous Agains, i knew you were the one
when i saw Machine Gun Etiquette
i knew you were the one when i saw the Peace War comp
we got two Articles of Faith, 31 minutes of group sex
we got a couple of Avengers, and a pair of Out Of Steps
we got 2 What We Do Is Secret, we got 2 TSOL's
we got 2 Freedom Of Choices we got two Three Hits From
Hells
i knew you were the one
13 Stitches
the first time i saw the descendents, they were the fastest band i'd ever seen
no one in the crowd really cared for them, we were waiting for The Ally Cats to play
after a couple months i heard Kabuki Girl, on Rodney On The Roo late sunday night
that was enough for me, i hopped the bus to Licorice Pizza and baught my all time favorite record
the next time i went to the whiskey, it was DOA with Millions of Dead Cops
the latter band played faster than i could believe
but the songs sounded the same and kinda sucked
'cept John Wayne was a Nazi, and Joey Shithead was a drunk
then John Macias beat some hippie to a pulp, cuz having long hair was a mistake
the third time i went to the hospital, i needed 13 stitches in my head
i managed to catch about 6 songs of Ill Repute, then some suicidal threw me into a post
my girlfriend started to cry cuz we had to leave before DRI played 50 lousy songs
my blood stained shirt smelled of clove cigarettes
but it sure looked pretty cool after a wash
Re-gaining Unconsciousness
First they put away the dealers,
keep our kids safe and off the street.
Then they put away the prostitutes,
keep married men cloistered at home.
Then they shooed away the bums,
then they beat and bashed the queers,
turned away asylum-seekers,
fed us suspicions and fears.
We didn´t raise our voice,
we didn´t make a fuss.
It´s funny there was no one left to notice
when they came for us.
Looks like witches are in season,
you better fly your flag and be aware
of anyone who might fit the description,
diversity is now our biggest fear.
Now with our conversations tapped
and our differences exposed,
how ya supposed to love your neighbor
with our minds and curtains closed?
We used to worry ´bout big brother,
now we got a big father and an even bigger muther.
And still you believe
this aristocracy gives a fuck about you.
They put the mock in demockracy
and you swallowed every hook.
The sad truth is you would rather
follow the school into the net
cuz swimming alone at sea
is not the kind of freedom you actually want.
So go back to your crib and suck on a tit
go bask in the warmth of your diaper.
You´re sitting in shit and piss
while sucking a huge pacifier,
a country of adult infants.
A legion of mental midgets
all regaining their unconsciousness
Whoops, I OD'd
Whoops I OD'd, shortness of breath, call ambulance, tell my wife i love her
error in judgement cut my life, no second chance,no guiding light
i never meant to cause you pain
i never thought i'd be the one who took the fall
i got lost in the moment, assholes like to test the limit
six minutes down, breathing machine, brain not feel right
the look on you is killing me, drowning in shame
but don't feel bad, cuz i never feard consequences
hate regrets more than apologies
a year has passed, like photographs, my life is just
a scrapbook of old friends and faded memories
looks like i pulled the rug out from under myself
the falls too much for me to recover from
it's been real fun but now i must say goodbye, I'll see you all at Okie Dogs