Hitler Bad, Vandals Good

People That Are Going To H***

Some people are bad and they don't give a d***
what they do or who they hurt
They go through their lives and don't apologize
for the s*** that they've disturbed
But they don't bother me at all cuz I know quite well
When their lives are over and they've done what they've done
They're the people that are going to h***
Some beat their wives or pull out a knife
and stab a person or two or three
with no repercussions and no one here can touch them
and they get away scott free
But that's not the case you see and I'm glad to tell
When their lives are over and they've done what they've done
They're the people that are going to h***
They will spend eternity cursing all they've done
faced with karma consequences and nowhere left to run
They will be in agony until the end of time
Cuz they were such a**holes while alive
So try and be nice and to do what's right cuz there will come a day
When you're faced with your maker and no one here can save you
No matter what they say
And be glad that you were good cuz some don't do so well and
when their lives are over and they've done what they've done
They're the people that are going to h***

Cafe 405

Watching her at the mall she don't know me at all
Hope no employee over hears
Think I'm in love with you Red, Yellow, White, & Blue
Seems I've been watching her for years,
It brings a smile to my face as she hops with style and grace
Way beyond 9 to 5, she's keeping hope alive
Cafe 405
I'd always keep her warm in that silly uniform
Tell her every day that she's the best
Just wanna be with her, I'd never chat on her
Wit someone at Panda Express
And nothing else makes me tick like when she's on that Pogo Stick
I wish I wasn't afraid, she's making lemonade
One day our love will arrive, so glad to be alive
I'm always flattered when my hot dog's gettin' battered
She's gettin' better at it every day
Shopping mall renegade, she's makin' lemonade

My Girlfriends Dead

I once had a girlfriend
But then one day she dumped me
And everywhere I go
People asked me where she was
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
My girlfriends dead
I say it's luekemia, or sometimes bulimia
Or a great big truck ran her over
And chopped off her head
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
She's dead
I guess its a part of me
That likes the sympathy
Or the lookds on their faces when I tell them
How she passed away
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
She's dead
My girlfriends dead
My girlfriends dead you see
Its a total lie but its easier on me
Than having to admit
That she likes someone else
My girlfriends dead
My girlfriends dead ya know
Please change the subject, I'm going to go
Jump off a building and join her in heaven
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
She's dead
I once had a girlfriend
But then one day she dumped me
And everywhere I go
People asked me where she was
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
My girlfriends dead
I don't wanna talk about her
Someone always asks about her
So I tell them all
My girlfriends dead

I Know, Huh?

I'm an expert on her cause I see her everyday
She's got one of those bedrooms you can see from the freeway
I know her brothers, her cousins and her Dad
Would not appreciate me getting on those
Not from the same neighborhood,
Her brothers scare me but their sister looks so good
Sandra, I know, huh? You gotta' go home to
Make dinner and clean up and that sucks. I know, huh?
Sandra, I know, huh? You gotta' go home to
Fill up the pinnate for you cousin's quincenera
And when we dance, the snare drum comes out of nowhere
But we're together, and they're playing our song
'Cause when she calls, I know I just gotta' go there
And when I get her in the mood, the tuba ruins the song
I go to pick her up but I just get stared down
They say hey huero what you doin' in this town
I got a mission so I don't care what they say
They think they're something just because it's cowboy day
In their neighborhood, her brothers scare me
but their sister looks so good
Sandra, I know huh? You gotta' go home to
Put the cow stickers on Tio's van conversion

Money's Not An Issue

Well I know you been working most nights
And I think you deserve something nice for once, you do
And the twins they've been driving you nuts
But tonight your in luck. Guess what, Here's what
Hey Babe we're going out tonight
were finally gonna do it righ
No more pinching pennies with a broke a** loser
I've had a change of luck, I found the twenty bucks
I thought I lost under the sofa
I'm feeling like a hundredaire and baby I just don't care
Where we go or what we spend
So grab your friends
cuz
Money's not a issue tonight
Hey baby were going out tonight
just bring your appetite for luxury and fun cuz
Money's not an issue
Go on baby now make a wish
I'm feeling Irish rich
I found me pot o' gold and living large, it fits you
Feel free to super size
cuz tonight dreams are realized
I know that's it's been rough
and you don't get the stuff
That such a pretty lady is so deserving of
but now that's not the case
I'll shower your sweet face with
Champagne dreams and Moustache kisses
I'm well aware that I've been kind of cheap and tight
but all that's changed and were going to do it right
so tell your friends that
Money's not an issue tonight

I've Got An Ape Drape

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If The Government Could Read My Mind

Baby I'm more than a little concerned you see
about the New World Order conspiracies
And the covert spreading of deadly disease
They've got earthquake machines and UFO's
and black helicopters wherever we go
But I forget them all when you are with me
They can telepathically read my mind I'm not scared of what
they'll find
Let them do what they're gonna do
Cuz if the government can read my mind
they know I'm thinking of you
They've got secretly funded internment camps
and biological warfare labs
But when you look at me they all don't seem so bad
They've got Martian traded technology,
and mind control psychology
I'll let them do what they wanna do
Cuz if the government can read my mind
they know I'm thinking of you
I could stockpile food and join a militia
but I'd rather stay at home and kiss ya
Let them do what they're gonna do
Cuz if the government can read my mind
they know I'm thinking of you
If the government can read my mind baby,
you know it doesn't matter what
they find, cuz if the government can read my mind
they know I'm thinking of you.

Too Much Drama

Hot step moms and surrogate dads
It breaks my heart to see him so sad
Lying alone in his room with a frown on
Reruns show him what he's missing out on
If life could be, like he sees it on TV
He wouldn't have to hurt so bad
Hurts so bad `cause
It's too much drama, too much drama Dad and Mama
Traded back and forth til he turns 18
It's too much drama, the kid don't need no new step grandma
So he joins a family on the screen
Can't you see? Too many parents leave
Too many sets of parents leave a kid who can't believe
How they can think that he can take it
It's all he can do to fake it
Off for a weekend with real Dad but
The only thing real is how real bad he
Just wants his life to be black and white
Those people never fight
If he could Xerox a home from the talking picture box
He wouldn't have to hurt so bad
So he turns to TV for help and for guidance
A lot of his virtues he picked up from Linus
Fonzie taught him what it means to be cool
From Doogie he learned that he must go to school
Three's Company taught him that just acting gay
Could lower the actual rent he would pay
Cops showed beating your wife and your neighbor
Could immortalize you and your double wide trailer

Come Out Fighting

Originally recorded by Pennywise,
dedicated to the memory of Jason Matthew Thirsk

Voices! You're letting voices tell you what to do
when you yourself don't know
Voices! You got one too, so let it out
and let us know when you're feeling all alone
Well I know,
There are times when you're feeling close to the ground
And there's times when you may feel there's no place to call home
And there's times when your best friend just seems so far away
And there's times when the only end in sight is the end
You've got to come out fighting!
Come out fighting! Come out fighting!
Don't let it get you down
Problems!
I've got em too but keeping them inside is not the thing to do
Problems!
You've got to face hang-ups head-on, before you know they're
hangin' you
You've got to come out fighting!
Come out fighting! Come out fighting!
All alone yes all alone.
Loneliness, it is something we all know
Woooh all alone, yes all alone
Been there before so please believe me 'cause I know
Woooooooooh
Sorry to say to your dismay your life is not the only one that
you affect
Don't you realize that a part of all of us will die inside when
you yourself are dead
You've got to come out fighting!
Come out fighting! Come out fighting!
Come out fighting!
Warning you, warning you, warning me.

Euro-Barge

Here in America, respect your fellow man
Some foreign cultures don't understand
We got this little rule and it's called elbow room
Pertaining to the spacial occupancy you consume
It I'm in front of line, then you should stay behind
Until I get my iceless soda
It's such a simple thing it's called first come first serve
Wooden clogs that smash my feet I really don't deserve
In every region it seems there's a legion of impatient close talking
slime, that cut in line
Barge me with your walkin' spray me with your talkin'
I am the ambassador of kick your a**ador
What's your affinity for my vicinity
There's plenty room here in your country
It's just etiquette to use deodorant
Maybe smelling bad's the way you choose to represent
Boozy and stinkin' I smell what your thinkin'
I just need a little more space
Get out my face
Barge me with your walkin', spray me with your talkin'
Back the f*** up a**hole shut your bread & cheese hole
Tryin' to make myself clear, give me just a foot here
You offend my sinus, I'll kick your royal highness
I'll see your Euro-barge by friend, and raise you one Ugly American
Barge me with your walkin' spray me with your talkin'
Push you out of the way sock you in the pate'
Step right off you inbred, hygiene like a deadhead
I am the ambassador, of f***in' kick your a**ador!

F***ed Up Girl

I'm well aware that you are chemically imbalanced
but I'm the kind of guy that likes a challenge
from a crazy kind of girl who lives in her own world
Who is legally insane
I'm not afraid and I'll rise to the occasion
and I'll remind you when it's time for medication
for a mixed up little girl alone in this big world
Who is legally insane
You need someone who's there weather you're Lucid or delusional
You need someone to hold your hand if your confused at all
I understand all the problems you got
I'll stay up nights on a suicide watch for you
F***ed up girl
I'll be with you until we find a good solution
and keep you out of any mental institutions
Cuz you're legally insane
It takes some patience and a lot of sacrifice
helping a lunatic get through her life
I'll protect you from yourself cuz you got nobody else
And your legally insane
You need someone who's there when you're losing all you faculties
You need someone who understands all your abnormalities
I understand all the problems you got
I'll stay up nights on a suicide watch for you
F***ed up girl
You need someone who's there whether you're
Lucid of delusional
You need someone to hold your hand if your confused at all
I understand all the problems you got
I'll stay up nights on a suicide watch for you
F***ed up girl.

An Idea For A Movie

I got an idea for a movie,
and it goes like this
(Check it out)
It's about a boy who gets his finger caught
In a bottle of Mr. Pibb
And they go on adventures,
I think it could be big
Is it too soon to whisper Oscar?
Put a happy ending there and it'll write itself, I swear
All we need are some meetings and a lead
I got an idea for a movie,
It's about this guy
Who wished and wished 'til it came true,
And now this kid can fly
I got an idea for a movie,
and here's my pitch
I get a job and quit my band,
And you stop being a b****
And we will have adventures,
Like the boy and his bottle did
Is it too soon to whisper Oscar?
Put a happy ending there and it'll write itself, I swear
All we need are some meetings and a lead
With a happy ending there this thing will write itself, I swear
All we need is some trick photography
I forgot one thing about the guy
Who gained the ability to fly
It was actually only for a foot or two
And only an inch or so high

OK

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So Long, Farewell

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