Survival Of The Fattest: Fat Music, Vol. 2
 

1.  Hi-Standard - California Dreaming (The Mamas And The Papas cover song)
2.  No Use For A Name - Justified Black Eye
3.  Snuff - Nick Northern
4.  Propagandhi - Nation States
5.  Lagwagon - Sleep
6.  Diesel Boy - Titty Twister
7.  Good Riddance - Mother Superior
8.  Tilt - Libel
9.  Wizo - Raum Der Zeit
10.  Strung Out - Rotten Apple
11.  Nofx - Vincent (Don McLean cover song)
12.  Frenzal Rhomb - Run
13.  Hi-Standard - Wait For The Sun
14.  Lagwagon - Lamens Terms
15.  Bracket - Talk Show
16.  Snuff - Walk
17.  Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Country Roads (John Denver cover song)
 

Hi-Standard - California Dreaming (The Mamas And The Papas cover song)

No Use For A Name - Justified Black Eye

Snuff - Nick Northern

Propagandhi - Nation States
"Publicly subsidized! Privately profitable!" That's the anthem of the upper-tier (the puppeteer untouchable). We focus a moment, nod in approval and bury our head back in the bar-codes of these neo-colonials while our former nemesis (ah, the romance!): the nation-state, now plays fund-raiser for a new brand of power-concentrate. Try again, but now we're confused- what is "class-war"? Is this class war? Yes, this is class war. And I'm just a kid- I can't believe that I gotta worry about this kind of shit! What a stupid world! Yeah, this is just beautiful... absolutely no regard for principle. What a stupid world. (We're): 1) born 2) hired 3) disposed! Where that job lands, everybody knows and you can tell by the smile on the CEO's that the environmental restraints are about to go. You can bet that laws will be set to ensure the benefit of unrestricted labor-laws (all kept in place by displaced government death squads). They own us. They produce us. They consume us. Can you fucking believe this? What a stupid world. Fuck this bullshit display of class-loyalties. The media and "our" leaders wrap it all up in a flag- their fucking shit-rag. hooray!

Lagwagon - Sleep
Hi it's me i'm bored again all is well i'm not insane i've been drunk for seven days everything is fine i made some friends broke the ice then i ate bread and cheese to gain some weight keep me warm everything's o.k. it's me delivering psychosis over the phone to you i color your world blue ten thousand miles from you i'm sinking all alone treading new waters i miss my buoy the van smells like a dirty sock everyone has got the flu i'd rather be sick of you i'd rather be asleep. when i get home the band will have it's first hit song you and i will buy some rings and a suburban home i'll bring home the bacon bits we'll make our parents grandparents i'll take you out the breakfast at night and then we'll go to sleep.

Diesel Boy - Titty Twister

Good Riddance - Mother Superior
how ready are you to die for an ideal what's the connection between a lie and what is real mother superior i've got an angel on my back i'm one of the righteous and i'm never going back no, no, no i'm never going back who's that shining forth-right man about to die behind me he's waiting for the portress to send me head over heels who's that black-heart four-star general walking up the hill to ask the liberals nicely to help finance his private war and if i didn't trust that man when he puts the rifle in your hand sings you songs of pageantry and grace and how much you want to bet on the other side there's a man with twice your pride and they put you feet first in an unmarked grave there was a time in our history when we justified by saying our destinies manifest now imperialism is the man trial of the west see that trigger happy college boys love a chance to try out their new toys then they wash the city streets clean with the blood of infidels as the fabric of democracy left tattered in the dust we could put, another greedy man into the, dictatorial, puppet-show, now tell me who do you trust who do you trust and an abominable hemisphere would perpetuate a heart-whole atmosphere call it a threat to national security call it just a poor-sick face one more place to export cheap labor hail the monarchy hail the oligarchy a potential for anarchy and we pat ourselves firmly on the back

Tilt - Libel

Wizo - Raum Der Zeit

Strung Out - Rotten Apple

Nofx - Vincent (Don McLean cover song)
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hill Sketch the trees and daffodils Catch the breeze and winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land.  Now i understand what you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen They did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world And can't forget like strangers That you've met Ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now i think i know What you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity And you tried to set them free: They would not listen They're not listening still Perhaps they never will For they could not love you But still, your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do But i could've told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you.

Frenzal Rhomb - Run

Hi-Standard - Wait For The Sun
I'm just a boy who makes mistakes. Sometimes I feel like kicking my own rump. Have no money, but big dreams. Fight my way and wait for the sun. Yes I still believe! Wait for the sun... Don't make light of me. Don't make light of me. I win by all means. I shall never give up. Draw my chin, in a fighting pose. Keep breathing through till I fall down. Nothing gives me more pleasure than change the world.

Lagwagon - Lamens Terms

Bracket - Talk Show

Snuff - Walk

Me First And The Gimme Gimmes - Country Roads (John Denver cover song)
 
 
 

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