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Make America Punk Again
03:14
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When you were young they told you things like
You have it all, just fall in line
Do what they say and buy the right things
A pretty smile is for the ratings
And then you find you can't quite get there
Corporate ladder made of thin air
Prosperity you must be dreaming
You ever get the feeling You've been had?
Woah woah woah woah woah
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Queue up shut up and stay quiet
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Seat at the feast, but the entire
Pie is for them
Jack up the rent
Criminal intent
I can't believe it
But we can tear it all down and then
Throw it away
We'll make it punk again
And now you're older you should know better
Common sense is on a bender
Free bread sticks they clog the toilet of the
C. B. G. B. in the Newark airport
Tinder girl a Hitler-loving sex bot
Comb-over boy a Taco salad-loving despot
Cable news the Fourth branch of the government
You're selling you but Who's co-opting who?
The problem is you! / Woah woah woah woah woah
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Wait your turn please take a number
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Auger in, cause we're going under
You hypocrite
We're sick of it
There's nothing left
For the ninety-nine percent
But we can tear it all down and then
Throw it away and
We'll make it punk again
(bridge) nah nah nah, nah nah nah etc.
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Second-person plural present active Punk imperative
Let's Make America Punk Again!
Revolution is the plot, punk rock is the narrative
Equality
Fraternity
Liberty
Peace love and piercings
We're going to build it all up and then
Throw it away cause
We'll make it punk again
Woah x4
Let's Make America Punk Again YEAH!
Let's Make America Punk Again YEAH!
Let's Make America Punk Again YEAH!
Let's Make America Punk Again YEAH!
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2. |
The Cure
03:35
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So if you're blue, feeling down on your luck
The beer is warm, and the women won't talk
Just come with me we're gonna shake things up
And have ourselves some fun!
Just grab some friends and a couple of beers
Some cool cats, we don't want any squares,
We'll dance away all our worries and fears
Until we see the sun!
We may not have MDs, but we've got just the thing,
To pick your spirits up and make you dance and sing!
So throw those meds away because we're pretty sure,
If you suffer from the blues then we've got the cure!
We'll turn the music up, and give in to the beat
Because it’s all that's real, the only thing you need,
Just let it flow through you, it's never gonna stop
So let's party all night and skank till we drop!
Now say you break out in an ugly rash,
You have a fever and you seize and thrash,
Those other doctors they just want your cash,
It's really not complex
Just say goodbye to your hospital bills,
No need for vaccines or a cocktail of pills,
A dose of ska can cure all of your ills,
With minor side effects!
So if you're feeling faint, 'cause you ate Ebola
Or say you fibrillate and then your AIDS flares up,
Ignore those med-school geeks, because they're probably wrong,
You can trust us, we're doctors. we prescribe this song!
We'll turn the music up, and give in to the beat
Because it's all that's real, the only thing you need,
Just let it flow through you, it's never gonna stop
So let's party all night and skank till we drop!
(Bridge)
We'll turn the music up and give in to the beat
Because it's all that's real, the only thing you need
Just leave your doubts behind, and join us on the floor
We'll dance the night away, and then skank some more!
And now your heart beats time it's finally sinking in,
The music takes control from underneath your skin
Just let it flow through you, it's never gonna stop
So let's party all night and skank till we drop!
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I was 8-finger tapping on my dulcimer hammer
With my hardcore band "The Van Ruin Disaster"
Distrust the filibust from out there to hereafter
Gonna legislate a punk rock reactor
Chester A, (what a boss), check out his monocle
pork chop mustache and a big wheel bicycle
Rudy Hayes, (on the take), do you "Remember the Maine"
bust up the strike with a 9-string bass
They'll put our faces on the seven dollar bill 'cause we're the
League, of Extraordinary Presidents
we toast to excess and opulence
You see, our method is strictly expedient
to get our way we spare no expense
The League, of Extraordinary Presidents
we boast no historical precedent
You say that we are profane and we're decadent
we write the wrongs of an antiquated government
got a tip from a Whig thanks to Millard Fillmore
he rocks a bigger harem than the family Gilmore
Green skinned men start a Mexican turf war
Got to represent fulfill the oath that we all swore
We made a time machine and invented the internet
cold steel fusion assemble the Aztec
build a pyramid to stop the martian invasion
Hail gentlemen preserve the birth of a nation
no need to panic in the gold medallion standard with the
League, of Extraordinary Presidents
Yeah bring me all dem Harrisons
Mais oui! we are especially extravagant
to-night we’re running up the deficit
The League, of Extraordinary Presidents
we fight for American continent
no way, are they descending from the firmament
dance of death on the slopes of the mountain
The League of Extraordinary Aztecs We drive a late-model Pontiac
The League of Extraordinary Aztecs We eat pancakes with ipecac
The League of Extraordinary Aztecs Our dance move are volcanic
The League of Extraordinary Aztecs Cholula and Chapultepec
We fight! Extra terrestrial tyranny! manifest our very own destiny!
We fight! For the future of humanity! defend the Statue of the Liberty!
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4. |
Horrible Noise
05:08
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Will you shut up and, Get my ear plugs, you, Call this music, no way
Got no talent and, It's a challenge not, To get right sick, in your face
Oh baby you make a horrible noise and I don't know how, You ever got so much fame
You make a horrible noise and I tell you now, You ought to be so ashamed
Do what you like lady, You make a Horrible Noise
Cacophonous din, Corrupting Children, I hope you're proud of yourself
Dancing half naked, I just can't take it, What your dad thinks, of you now
Oh baby you make a horrible noise and I don't know how, You ever got so much fame
You make a horrible noise and I tell you now, You ought to be so ashamed
In the court of indecency, The verdict is guilty, Gallery chants this refrain:
Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise!
What do you say to me, you make a Horrible Noise!
With my old guitar, Call Pat Benatar, Will come to my rescue
(Doubt): (Defiance):
The noise you make is horrible The noise you make is perfectly all right!
I never want to hear those sounds again You never back away from such a fight
Your music is deplorable Your music brings the darkness into light
No one will listen in It is true to the end
Miley:
I'll make a horrible noise and I don't care, What you do what you think or say
I'll make a horrible noise while the boys stare, And I'll take it straight to the bank
From Siouxsie to Madonna, Joan Jett and Rihanna
You'll all stand up straight when we say...
Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise! Horrible Noise!
Man Miley:
Singing and sex fashion's part of the game
I’m so perplexed there’s no need to declaim
Both:
Say what you want baby we'll make a horrible noise! Yeah!
Say what you want baby we'll make a horrible noise! Yeah!
Say what you want baby we'll make a horrible noise! Yeah!
Say what you want baby we'll make a horrible noise!
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5. |
Healthy Dose of Ska
05:23
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Good morning doc
I'm really hoping you can help me
I feel so old and I've got these aching knees
My Job's a bore
Can't write another TPS report
Sometimes it feels like I'm in prison on the 15th floor
I've got a case of the Mondays so severe
that nothing puts a dent in the misery, I'm just so
tired of this cubicle lifestyle and a tie so tight that I can't breathe, It's giving me
Migraines hypertension and a clinical sanity deficiency doctor, doctor I'm
Getting nervous now what could the answer be?
I've seen your case about a million times you gotta
loosen up that tie and take some time to unwind
It's toxic for the soul going nine to five, but the
antidote is no more than the healing vibes of the
best dancing music that you'll ever find it's spelled
S-K-A(SKA), it's gonna blow your mind, with the
rhythm and the horns and the skankin in time
I know what you need, you need a healthy dose of ska
Doctor I'm not sure
if for this illness music is the cure
How do you know that ska can make my problems go away
It's all in the beat
And when you start kickin up your feet
All your worries and woes will be in full retreat
Here's the prescription that I'm writing that will rid you of the blues, that came
along with an office lifestyle so please follow it through and through, just ten
minutes a day of skankin will surely boost your immunity to all the
Symptoms that onset with a working week
I've seen your case about a million times you gotta
loosen up that tie and take some time to unwind
It's toxic for the soul going nine to five, but the
antidote is no more than the healing vibes of the
best dancing music that you'll ever find it's spelled
S-K-A(SKA), it's gonna blow your mind, with the
rhythm and the horns and the skankin in time
I know what you need, you need a healthy dose of Drew
Healthy Dose of PUNK ROCK!!!!!
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6. |
Here Comes the Milkman
04:45
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I know you're sneaking in my bed, you're leaving a scent
Kill my love, don’t think I know, I know, where you hide the bones
Only alive by Orange Juice and Drugs, and even your love
Is too thin to wipe away the blood, but leaves a deep cut
You never need a cause for your effect, too intense for intent
When you play prevent for your defense, you can hide your accent
Maybe I'm just too naive, I believe I’ll have a drink and
Show your teeth make another scene, like here comes the milkman
Hey! You only keep it because I want it, we both think that it's worth it
It's ok! It's only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can fake it you can have it all
You can keep it cause I don't want it, we all know it’s not worth it
It's ok! It’s only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can have it all
Blue grey eye, pearl white teeth, Oh hey, a picture of your diamond
What you think is permanent and real, is an event horizon
How did you think that this was going to end? Forever home and a white fence?
You'll never quell the voices in your head, and here comes the Milkman
Hey! You only keep it because I want it, we both think that it's worth it
It's ok! It's only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can fake it you can have it all
You can keep it cause I don't want it, we all know it’s not worth it
It's ok! It’s only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can have it all
How long can we put on a show, the show
While timbers hide the rocks below, below
Dredging the past with net in tow, in tow
With ashes for the wind to blow, will blow
How does a house become a home, this home
Is falling fallow to the crow, the crows
Caught in your trap I’m a doe, John Doe
You keep I go, you reap I sow
I know, I know, I know!
Hey! You only keep it because I want it, we both think that it's worth it
It's ok! It's only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can fake it you can have it all
You can keep it cause I don't want it, we all know it’s not worth it
It's ok! It’s only real if you really feel it, you can take it you can have it all
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7. |
Unstarred
03:50
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I keep a list of names at the tip of my pretty little tongue
Before I go to sleep I close my eyes and whisper one by one
I'm not like other girls
I see a different world
hairshirt and blood and bone
you walk the long way home
the way you look at me
you shake down my belief
it's hanging from a tree
gently swinging
you call it chemistry
it's more like sorcery
It's time to cut the scene
turn house lights down to candlelight
my list will drop by one this very night
I'll sell my soul to see you now
I keep your secrets
silently gliding to your open door with the moon on my wing
the pretty one you see before you now your name I softly sing
a glance with raised brow
nothing to hide now
you think you are free
you never will be
the latch is undone
it's time to have fun
a shooting star but
you won’t save me
Hey little riding hood
whisper my name to me
so deep into the wood
a voice so soft and sweet
come on and take my hand
I bite without a bark
My what big eyes you have
So I can find you in the dark
blue sash white dress
I want to look into your eyes
For the last time
When I'm cutting me I'm cutting you
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8. |
Tinder Girl
03:43
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You think your pic's so nice but it
isn't really you just a duck face lie
your selfie stick, stupid phone
in the middle of the crowd but you're all alone
swipe to the left, you've become obsessed
with your profile page and things that you text
you laugh and make comments so anonymous
but you fail to realize that you're just one of them
Come on now you're better than that
Woah tinder girl you just don't get it
It doesn't matter how you Snap
Chat tinder girl you just don't get it
Pull your head out of your app
Woah tinder girl you just don't get it
This is why we can't interact
Woah tinder girl
You got a thousand friends on the internet
But nine-ninety-nine you've just never met
Phone held tight it's a parasite
Show that you care with a trite thumbs-up like
Swipe to the right, life is not a web site
You can't see the stars through the satellites
And you lost yourself in your twitter feed
A side of you I wish I didn't read
Come on now you're better than that
Woah tinder girl you just don't get it
Can't you see that you're full of cra-
a-a-ap, tinder girl you just don't get it
Pull your head out of your app
Woah tinder girl you just don't get it
This is why we can't interact
Woah tinder girl
You look so pretty with that rope tied around your wrist
You traded reality for ignorant bliss
Oh you wear a pretty dress but nobody sees ya
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9. |
Bogside
05:29
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no time to wait, a price to pay
mother's back in the assembly
Repression out, the boy parade
This Maiden city, tripping on roots that rot the past
virtue in bed and pride intact
flour sugar a wick and white, gas
the crime will fit the punishment
We're throwing kisses from the top of the flats
whoa oh, thee red hand in the stars
whoa oh, liight up the armored cars
three green fields behind, and the dark river blocking our way
half life, half town with half your name
woah oh, Trouble graduate today
this Saturday, matinee,
I don't know I've lost the plot I'm afraid
they keep the order, we keep the border
the board is set but do we really want to play?
to yet another stalemate
bishop and pawn we go the same way
the queen will move nothing to prove
we flip the board we get our peace today
whoa oh, but for this the wedge mislaid,
whoa oh, you can't stay the falling blade
Don't turn away, don't run from me now, take my hand,
ah they'll shoot you in the back-my-friend
whoa oh, step up to the barricade
whoa oh, take my hand, I'll take you to a place
whoa oh, where the sun shines bright and clear on the shortest day
woah oh, on the gables stand your face undimmed by time
woah oh, take my hand
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10. |
Jamestown
04:02
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You crept to my door with your heart in your throat
and our fingers did touch like we’re crossing a moat
I held you a tight as a trap and as quiet as a mouse
In Jamestown
We kissed on the stairs too drunk for the bar
and you bloodied your hand on the hood of my car
What did I know I had lost what I thought I had found
In Jamestown
oh oh
I was writing your song in the snow
oh oh
But the night was so Cold, we were Buried below
thought I heard you call in the beat of my heart
thought I knew the way through the gathering dark
follow the trail of our names that we write in the stars
To Jamestown
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The Swashbuckling Doctors Fort Collins, Colorado
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