1.  Two Of A Kind
2.  Half Empty Bottle
3.  Yürf Rendenmein
4.  I Wanna Mohawk (But Mom Won't Let Me Get One)
5.  Brownie Bottom Sundae
6.  The Checkered Demon
7.  Cereal Wars
8.  The Mother In Me
9.  Rizzo In The Box
10.  Kung-Fu Devil
11.  Your Name Here
12.  Ny-Quil
13.  Don't Make Me ill
14.  Open Your Eyes (The Circus Tents cover song)
15.  Highschool Football Hero
16.  Self-Pity (vinyl version only)
17.  Key Lime Pie (vinyl version only)
18.  Man In A Suitcase (The Police cover song) (hidden track on wingnut records version only)
 

Two Of A Kind
Hangin' out and lingerin' around, cause you know where I'll be found and I don't know how you do it.  This obsession I must admit has shaken me up a bit.  My solidarity now only comes in pairs.  I'd like to see you before you see me.  I'd like to see you.  I'd like to see you leave.  Showered by torrential praise, why it is I can't explain?  Attempts to leave yield no avail.  For me I don't know what's in store.  All I want is nothing more.  I don't deserve what I get, I have nothing to return.  I'd like to see you before you see me.  I'd like to see you.  I'd like to see you leave.  I'd like to see you before you see me.  I'd like to see you.  I'd like to see you leave.

Half Empty Bottle
The ends don't always justify the means, but I know what it takes to get what I need.  I've got the cure when passive protest just won't do.  Just flick my Bic as I hold it to the fuse.  Smash it up.  Break it down.  Bring it down, down to the ground.  Tear it up.  Burn it down.  Burn it down, down to the ground.  How long have we waited for the day when they tighten their grips and we slip away?  The sound of breaking glass, it drives me back up.  It makes me whole when I've been down on my luck.  Smash it up.  Break it down.  Bring it down, down to the ground.  Tear it up.  Burn it down.  Burn it down, down to the ground.  Go!  The ends don't always justify the means, but I know what it takes to get what I need.  I've got the cure when passive protest just won't do.  Just flick my Bic as I hold it to the fuse, yeah!

Yürf Rendenmein
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.  You keep on saying that you want to know me, but you never show me your true self.  How can you ever expect someone else to know you when all you're going to do is just pretend you're someone else?  You keep on saying that you want to show me that you're really different, but your just the same.  If you're really mindless then there is no way that I can win, maybe you're just one of them, or maybe it's just a game.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  Remain alone.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  Remain alone.  Remain alone.  Remain alone.  I'm not exactly sure of your motivation.  I'm not exactly sure what you're trying to do.  All I'm really sure is that you're not too impressive and you're wearin' a mask that I can't see through.  Maybe you're not looking for acceptance.  Maybe you're striving for something more.  If it's status that you lust then why try to be one of us?  You're someone we'll never trust, cause we know the score.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  Remain alone.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  You lie to yourself.  Remain alone.  Remain alone.  Remain alone.  You remain alone.  Whoa, I can't see through.  I can't see you.  I can't see through.  I can't see you.

I Wanna Mohawk (But Mom Won't Let Me Get One)
Go!  I may be ten years old but I still know what's up.  I wear my Cramps shirt almost every single day.  I want to sag my pants.  I want to pogo dance, but mom won't let me so I might just run away.  I, I wanna ride my skate.  I wanna stay out late.  I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.  I, I wanna go to shows.  Don't wanna pierce my nose.  I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.  I may be in fourth grade, but I know what's going on.  I listen to the Misfits every single day.  Don't want to take a nap.  I want a TV tat, but mom won't let me so I might just disobey.  I, I wanna ride my skate.  I wanna stay out late.  I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.  I, I wanna go to shows.  Don't wanna pierce my nose.  I want a mohawk but mom won't let me get one.

Brownie Bottom Sundae
Into the dark is where you're draggin' me and into the dark is where I never want to be.  I know I'm not alone and I really want to leave.  Into the dark is where you want to watch me bleed.  I'm feelin' kinda trapped, I gotta go.  I'm feelin' kinda trapped don't you know.  I'm feelin' really trapped I gotta go.  I gotta go.  I'm being dragged down, for how long, I don't know.  I'm being dragged down and I rise up way too slow.  I know I don't belong here and I think I ought to go.  I hope that I can leave here, leave here with my soul.  I'm feelin' kinda trapped, I gotta go.  I'm feelin' kinda trapped don't you know.  I'm feelin' really trapped I gotta go.  I gotta go.  whoa, I gotta go!

The Checkered Demon
Too much to find, so much, so little time.  So many images persist to shade my mind.  Will I ever come around or will I just hit the ground?  Will I still be standing when it all comes down?  Why can't I seem to sort it out?  Why am I always filled with doubt?  So many people everywhere, so self absorbed without a care of their viral lives, I'd like to bleed them all.  When all is drained, who shall hold?  When mindless bodies screw tortured souls, will somebody be there to catch me when I fall?  Why can't I seem to sort it out.  Why am I always filled with doubt?  How could I always be so blind?  Why can't I... why can't I figure it out?  I could always hope for change, could always hope to rearrange.  But why not just abandon hope and tear it all apart now?  Whoa.  Too much to find, so much, so little time.  So many images persist to shade my mind.  Will I ever come around or will I just hit the ground?  Will I still be standing when it all comes down?

Cereal Wars
Get up early in the morning, going to the store.  Post, Kellogg's, General Mills?  It's the cereal war.  Fuckin' store never has the monsters and they never get more.  Post, Kellogg's, General Mills?  It's the cereal war.  I hope sexual chocolate is in stock, it's got a condom in the box.  I'll try some cocoa puffs today.  What the fuck is Sonny anyway?  Some say Dino's are the best, they've got more marshmallows than the rest.  There's not a lot of cocoa in cocoa crispies, and always stay away from wheaties.  Now it's dinner time and I'm going back to the store.  I had some Erkles, liked 'em a lot.  It's the cereal war.  I wish I were Calvin or Hobbes and then I could try sugar bombs.  The soggies will never get Cap'n Crunch.  I guess I'll have Crunch Berries for lunch.  Breakfast cereals need to be sweet, that's the only kind I'll eat.  Give me sugar not nuts and twigs!  Do I look like a fuckin' squirrel to you?

The Mother In Me
Caught in a world that's plagued by something they called love.  A paradigm of illness is the beast I have become.  The sights that I have seen could nearly bring me to my knees.  I've seen exactly what it is I never want to be but (whoa) I keep it deep inside myself (whoa).  It's within me (whoa).  Keep it deep within yourself (whoa) and sink with me.  Last night I had the misfortune to see it all first hand.  "Evacuate the premises" was the innate first command.  What drives the need for all of this?  And will I ever understand?  Has someone failed to tell me of this master plan?  But (whoa) I keep it deep inside myself (whoa).  It's within me (whoa).  Keep it deep within yourself (whoa) and sink with me.  (whoa) Keep it deep inside myself (whoa).  It's within me (whoa).  Keep it deep within yourself (whoa) and sink with me.  With me, with me, with me, with me.  Ahhhh, right!

Rizzo In The Box
I'm always around you to show that I care but I don't know what for.  It seems to me that you couldn't care less so I'm not going to do it anymore.  I see no reason why I've placed such a value on you, but my thoughts have changed now, I've opened my eyes and now I'm through.  Looking back at my short life, the few pleasures that I've found, all your misconceptions pummel me into the ground.  Now, I look at your small life and it doesn't mean a bit.  I pick myself up off the ground cause I don't give a shit.  They say all good things come to an end, I wish this didn't apply.  You were once someone I called my friend but that's all now changed and I don't know why.  Things are very different now.  You've got nothing to say.  It's sad when someone you know very well decides to fuckin' die and go away.  Looking back at my short life, the few pleasures that I've found, all your misconceptions pummel me into the ground.  Now, I look at your small life and it doesn't mean a bit.  I pick myself up off the ground cause I don't give a shit.  Don't give a shit.  I look at your small life and it doesn't mean a bit.  I pick myself up off the ground cause I don't give a shit.  Don't give a shit.  A shit.  A shit.  Your stupid life, to me, don't mean shit.

Kung-Fu Devil
It's said and done, there is no turning back.  I've made my choice, now I've gotta face the facts.  Within myself, the hunger won't be subdued, cause I can't have my cake and eat it to.  I'm worn down from fighting with myself.  I'll save my life and lose my mental health, yeah.  I'm wiggin' out, everything is turning round.  A bitter taste.  No comfort can be found.  An emptiness wells inside of me, there's no filling the void that will always be.  A self control is all I have to hold.  It's been too long.  Maybe I have been to bold?  When you're bound by your own conviction a discipline can be your addiction, yeah.  I'm worn down from fighting with myself.  I'll save my life and lose my mental health.  I've gone this far so I'll keep trying.  Continue to fight, hope that I don't end up dying, no.

Your Name Here
Let's go!  It's the same old situation, it seems it's coming round again.  I won't play the fool, I'm not screwin' around.  I only play to win.  I only want what I deserve so who are you trying to kid?  You can call it like you see it, but I call it like it is.  I'm sick of shruggin' off your petty little ways.  The names are always changing, in the end it's just a game.  We're running in a circle, a never ending chase, you keep on steppin' out of reach, but you won't win the race.  No more waitin' around, no more hangin' around, no more draggin' me down.  No more, No more.  No more waitin' around, no more hangin' around, no more draggin' me down.  No more, No more.  Everything's so easy for you, but I've struggled to get this far.  I'm alone in the fight.  What's wrong, who's right?  I take it all to heart.  Your true colors start to show.  You call yourself a friend?  The teams are drawn, you chose your side, you'll get yours in the end.  You play along to the same old song, just as long as you can win.  When someone better comes along, you're too cool to let them in.  So now I've got you wondering if I've got it in for you.  I'd like to tell you different, but I can't because it's true.  No more waitin' around, no more hangin' around, no more draggin' me down.  No more, No more.  No more waitin' around, no more hangin' around, no more draggin' me down.  No more, No more.  So now I've got you wondering if I've got it in for you.  I'd like to tell you different but I can't because it's true.  Your name here!

Ny-Quil
Sleep.  I want to stay in bed all throughout the day, no one bother me.  I don't wanna open my eyes.  I'll lie here in my room.  I have no need to see.  No one wake me.  I just want to stay in bed.  No one move me.  I just want to lie right here, right in my warm bed, cause I don't want to see tomorrow.  Here I am so happy, so just leave me be.  I just want to stay.  I do not bother you so don't you touch me.  Get the fuck away!  No one wake me.  I just want to stay in bed.  No one move me.  I just want to lie right here, right in my warm bed, cause I don't want to see tomorrow. 1, 2, 3, 4.  Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh.  No one wake me.  I just want to stay in bed.  No one move me.  I just want to lie right here, right in my warm bed, cause I don't want to see tomorrow.

Don't Make Me ill
Right now we've got a reason to live, but it's got nothing to do with you.  We've got a lot of places we're gonna go, a lot of things that we're gonna do.  In your world we may be no one, but what makes you think you're someone?  We have got just what we need and we don't need you.  No one.  No one.  No one.  No one.  I can tell where our future lies, and you can tell we've got nothing to hide.  The way things seem to me right now, everything will be just fine.  We're going to do it all our way.  We don't need you to darken our day.  We've never given up before and this stand won't be our first time.  No one.  No one.  No one.  No one.  No one's gonna tell me, I'm gonna do it my way.  No one's gonna tell me how to get it done.  No one.  No, no one's gonna tell me no!!  No one's gonna tell me, I'm gonna do it my way.  No one's gonna tell me how to get it done.  No one's gonna tell me, I'm gonna do it my way.  No one's gonna tell me how to get it done.  No one's gonna tell me, I'm gonna do it my way.  No one's gonna tell me how to get it done.  No one's gonna tell me, I'm gonna do it, do it my way.  No one's gonna tell me how to get it done, yeah, done.

Open Your Eyes (The Circus Tents cover song)
Do you think I give a shit, how I'm seen through your eyes?  I just can't fucking stand the way you always have to criticize.  You have to find something wrong in everything you see.  It seems it's not that hard for you to find everything that's wrong with me.  Open your eyes and face the truth.  Oah, oah.  Pick it up.  Open your eyes, the real problem's you.  Does it build your self esteem to look for mistakes in everyone else?  Only answer I could find is that you're just not happy with yourself.  You, hide something about yourself when you point out everyone else's mistakes.  Cause all the problems that you have would just be too much for you to take.  Open your eyes and face the truth.  Oah, oah, oah, oah.  Open your eyes, the real problem's you.

Highschool Football Hero
Wanna be a highschool football hero with an S.A.T. score less than zero.  I wanna try to drink my weight in beer.  I wanna be a highschool football hero.  Wanna score a touchdown so I can score after the game.  Hut, hut, hut.  Don't care about my future cause it is just another day.  Hut, hut, hut.  I'll rush for forty yards and drink four forties later on.  Hut, hut, hut.  I'm done with this brunette, someone pass me another blonde.  Wanna be a highschool football hero with an S.A.T. score less than zero.  I wanna try to drink my weight in beer-o.  I wanna be a highschool football hero.  My coach tells me to drink my milk and wash it down with 'roids.  Hut, hut, hut.  I've gotta get my rest so I can party with the boys.  Hut, hut, hut.  My brain is upside-down so I'm just a little slow.  Hut, hut, hut.  I'll change my name to Bubba so that everyone will know... I wanna be a highschool football hero with an S.A.T. score less than zero.  I wanna try to drink my weight in beer-o.  I wanna be a highschool football hero, yeah!  I wanna be a highschool football hero with an S.A.T. score less than zero.  I wanna try to drink my weight in beer-o.  I wanna be a highschool football hero, wanna be a highschool football hero.  HIKE!

Self Pity (vinyl version only)
I'm always short on cash and my mind is in the trash.  I can't find a way to get my head out of my ass.  I'm getting skinny as a bone cause I'm always stuck at home.  I'm living my life all fucked up and alone.  So once again, alone in my room, my only apparent future is my unhappy doom.  So I just whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine all the fucking time.  I'm hooked bad on caffeine, unless I get it I'm mean.  I can't remember last when I was chipper and clean.  I'm going insane, all I do is complain.  The only traits I show are depression and disdain.  So once again, alone in my room, my only apparent future is my unhappy doom.  So I just whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine all the fucking time.    The girl I love is going away, there is no way that she'll stay.  I don't know how I'm gonna live my life this way.  Don't want to have to try, I'll just sit around and cry.  Maybe, if I get lucky, I'll just fuckin' die.  So once again, alone in my room, my only apparent future is my unhappy doom.  So I just whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine all the fucking time.  I just whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine.  Whine, whine, whine all the fucking time.

Key Lime Pie (vinyl version only)
Key Lime Pie.  Infatuation that shouldn't exist.  Key Lime Pie.  Indulge and I am in your debt.  Key Lime Pie.  Inspire me with foolish love.  Key Lime Pie, your green filling makes me inept.  Flaky crust is what I lust.  Your fresh lime scent is a must.  Take me with coffee, never with tea.  You're the pie that pleases me!  People gawk, "Is that pie green?"  Ask for a bite, "Fuck you, I'm mean."  Key Lime Pie.  Cheapest hooker I've ever had.  Key Lime Pie.  Last slice gleaming, if you're out I'm mad.  Key Lime Pie.  Poke fun and laugh and jest.  Key Lime Pie.  Don't bother me, digest.  Key Lime Pie.

Man In A Suitcase (hidden track on wingnut records version only!) (The Police cover song)
I'd invite you back to my place.  It's only mine because it holds my suitcase.  It seems like home to me alright, but it's a hundred miles from yesterday night.  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Another key for my collection.  For security I race for my connection.  Bird in a flying cage, you'll never get to know me well.  The world's my oyster, a hotel room's a prison cell.  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  I'd invite you back to my place.  It's only mine because it holds my suitcase.  It looks home to me alright, but it's a hundred miles from yesterday night.  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Must I be the man in a suitcase?  Is it me, the man with the stranger's face?  Man in a suitcase.  Man with the stranger's face.  Oh yeah!  Man in a suitcase.  Man with the stranger's face.  Man in a suitcase.  Man with the stranger's face.  Man in a suitcase.  Man with the stranger's face.
 

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