1. Armatage Shanks
2. Brat
3. Stuck With Me
4. Geek Stink Breath
5. No Pride
6. Bab's Uvula Who?
7. 86
8. Panic Song
9. Stuart And The Ave.
10. Brain Stew
11. Jaded
12. Westbound Sign
13. Tight Wad Hill
14. Walking Contradiction
Armatage Shanks
stranded... lost inside myself my own worst friend
my own closest enemy branded... maladjusted never trusted anyone let alone
myself i must insist on being a pessimist i'm a loner in a catastrophic
mind elected the rejected i perfected the science of the idiot no meaning...
no healing self loathing freak and introverted deviotÝ
Brat
mom and dad don't look so hot these days they're
getting over the hill death is closing in and catching up as far as i can
tell got a plan of action and cold blood and it smells of defiance i'll
just wait for mom and dad to die and got my inheritance now i want more
cause i'm getting bored and i'm going nowhere fast i was once filled with
doubt now it's all figured out nothing good can last crows feet and rot
are setting in and time is running out my parent's income interest rate
is gaining higher clout i'm a snot nosed slob without a job and i know
i damn well should mom and dad don't look so hot these days but my future's
looking goodÝ
Stuck With Me
i'm not part of your elite i'm just alright class
structure waving colors bleeding from my throat not subserviant to you
i'm just alright down classed by the powers that be give me loss of hope
cast out... buried in a hole struck down... forcing me to fall destroyed...
giving up the fight i know i'm not alright what's my price and will you
pay it if it's alright? take it from my dignity waste it until it's dead
throw me back into the gutter 'cause it's alright find another pleasure
fucker drag them down to hellÝ
Geek Stink Breath
i'm on a mission i made my decision to lead a path
of self destruction a slow progression killing my complexion and it's rotting
out my teeth i'm on a roll no self comtrol i'm blowing off steam with methamphetamine
don't know what i want that's all that i've got and i'm picking scabs off
my face every hour my blood is turning sour and my pulse is beating out
of time i found a treasure filled with sick pleasure and it sits on a thin
white line i'm on a mission i got no decision like a cripple running the
rat race wish in one hand shit in the other and see which one gets filled
firstÝ
No Pride
i'm just a mutt and nowhere is my home where dignity's
a land mine in the school of lost hope i've panhandled for a life because
i'm not afraid to beg hand me down your lost and founds of second hand
regret you better swallow your pride or you're gonna choke on it you better
digest your values because they turn to shit honor's gonna knock you down
before your chance to stand up and fight i know i'm not the one i got no
pride sects of disconnection and traditions of lost faith no culture's
worth a stream of piss or a bullet in my face to hell with unity seperation's
gonna kill us all torn to shreds and disjointed before the final fallÝ
Bab's Uvula Who?
i've got a knack for fucking everything up my temper
flies and i get myself all wound up my fuse is short and my blood pressure
is high i lose control and i get myself all wound up tension mounts and
i fly off the wall i self destruct and i get myself all wound up petulance
and irritation sets in i throw a tantrum and i get myself all wound up
chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back stuck in a rut and i get myself
all wound up killed my composure and it will never come back loss of control
and i get myelf all wound up blown out of proportion again my temper snaps
and i get myself all wound up spontaneous combustion panic attack i slipped
a gear and i get myself all wound upÝ
86
what brings you around? did you lose something
the last time you were here? you'll never find it now it's buried deep
with your identity so stand aside and let the next one pass don't ket the
door kick you in the ass there's no return from 86 don't even try exit
out the back and never show your head around again purchase your ticket
and quickly take the last train out of townÝ
Panic Song
ready for a cheap escape on the brink of self destruction
widespread panic broken glass inside my head bleeding down these thoughts
of anguish... mass confusion the world is a sick machine breeding a mass
of shit with such a desolate conclusion fill the void with... i don't care
there's a plague inside of me eating at my disposition nothing's left torn
out of reality into a state of no opinion limp with hateÝ
Stuart And The Ave.
standing on the corner of stuart and the avenue
ripping up my transfer and a photograph of you you're a blur of my dead
past and rotting existance as i stand laughing on the corner of insignificance
destiny is dead in the hands of bad luck before it might have made some
sense but now it's all fucked up seasons change as well as minds and i'm
a two faced clown you're mommy's little nightmare driving daddy's car around
i'm beat down and half brain dead the long lost king of fools i may be
dumb but i'm not stupid enough to stay with youÝ
Brain Stew
i'm having trouble trying to sleep i'm counting
sheep but running out as time ticks by and still i try no rest for crosstops
in my mind on my own... here we go my eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
dried up and bulging out my skull my mouth is dry my face is numb fucked
up and spun out in my room on my own... here we go my mind is set on overdrive
the clock is laughing in my face a crooked spine my sense dulled passed
the point of delerium on my own... here we goÝ
Jaded
somebody keep my balance i think i'm falling off
into a state of regression the expiration date rapidly coming up it's leaving
me behind to rank always move forward going "straight" will get you nowhere
there is no progress evolution killed it all i found my place in nowhere
i'm taking one step sideways leading with my crutch got a fucked up equilibrium
count down from 9 to 5 hooray! we're gonna die! blessed into our extinctionÝ
Westbound Sign
boxed up all of her favorite things sold the rest
at a rainy yard sale big plans and leaving friends and a westbound sign
weighed out her choices on a scale prevailing nothing made sense just transportation
and a blank decision... she's taking off no time and no copping out she's
burning daylight and petrol blacked out the rearview mirror heading westward
on strung out on confusion road and ten minute nervous breakdowns xanex
a beer for thought and she determined... she's taking off is it salvation?
or an escape from discontent? will she find her name in the california
cement? punched out of the grind that punched her one too many times...
is tragedy 2000 miles away? she's taking offÝ
Tight Wad Hill
cheapskate on the hill a thrill seeker making deals
sugar city urchin wasting time town of lunatics begging for another fix
turning tricks for speedballs one more night making your rounds once again
turning up empty handed bumming a ride burning daylight last up at dawn...
tight wad hill drugstore hooligan another white trash mannequin on display
to rot up on the hill living out a lie but having the time of his life
hating every minute of his existanceÝ
Walking Contradiction
do as i say not as i do because the shit so deep
you can't run away i beg to differ on the contrary i agree with every word
that you say talk is cheap and lies are expensive my wallet's fat and so
is my head hit and run and then i'll hit you again i'm a smart ass but
i'm playing dumb standards set and broken all the time control the chaos
behind a gun call it as i see it even if i was born deaf, blind and dumb
losers winning big on the lottery rehab rejects still sniffing glue constant
refutation with myself i'm a vicitm of a catch 22 i have no belief but
i believe i'm a walking contradiction and i ain't got no right