NOFX : So Long and Thanks for All the Shoes
歌词
1. IT'S MY JOB TO KEEP PUNK ROCK ELITE
Indiscriminate I'd rather be elite
I'll choose my own shit scene
Unsubstantiated rumors flown are true
I'm here for me not you
Nonconglumurate I mean what I say
I'm not your fucking scape
Goat apparently I've alienated some
It seems my job's half done
You'll never understand it
Try to buy and brand it
I win, you lose, cause it's my job
To keep punk rock elite
This music ain't your fuckin' industry
2. KIDS OF THE K-HOLE
Everybody needs some time away
Just stuck in the k-hole again
An 18 hours holiday
Just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again
Mrs. Kitty ketamine your perseverance may
Outlast my ambition to go home
Infatuation with your dark side I obey
Forbidden pleasures, I have grown to love
Somewhere between some eden and north utopia
Somewhere beneath the astral plain
I've taken residence on sybaritic soil
You won't be seeing me again
You won't be seeing me again
Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs won't help me get back home
The home is where the heart is, I've been told
'Cause I promised my heart to her, she cooked it medium well
Them proceded to swallow it whole
It may sound good to you
It may sound oh so wrong
(So fucking wrong)
Just stuck in the k-hole again
Winter's broken, summer's gone
Just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again
3. MURDER THE GOVERNMENT
I wanna see the constitution burn
I wanna watch the white house overturn
I wanna witness some blue blood bleed red...
I wanna tar and lynch the KKK
I wanna pull and shoot the NRA
Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!!
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government and then,
Do it again, yeah
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government then,
Murder the government!!
4. MONOSYLLABIC GIRL
I take her down to the aquarium, she says shark
I take her to the planetarium, she says dark
I take her to the seaside
Where she likes to spin and twirl
She says sure and cool and yeah
She's my monosylabic girl
I take her to the university, she says huh
I take her to our anniversary, she says one
I take her to the jewerly store
I say diamond, she says pearl
Oh everyone knows I'm in love
With the monosylabic girl
You know, everyone knows I'm in love
With the monosylabic girl
5. 180 DEGREES
It's so easy to defend the status quo
With everyone so cool and cynical
But when you see the end don't justify the means
It's just that 180 degrees
The great thing about bein' a human
The ability to reason
But reasoning don't work when no one cares
Two parts apathy, one part despair
Guess what, this might come as a surprise
I'll no longer roll my eyes
A change of heart to let the conscience breath
One quick twist, just 180 degrees
Yeah, I now know the right thing to do
Yeah, anti tradition tried and true
Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way
Oh yeah, fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy
Go ahead, work, waste your life away
Fuck that world, go fuck that right away
6. ALL HIS SUITS ARE TORN
Billy Cobin lost it all
We knew he would eventually
Some wonders why he took the fall
Others just ask who the hell is he
And why should we care for him?
A baggy man with baggy clothes
A face made of paper mache
He lost his humor years ago
Along with his molars
His head planted beneath his shoulders
[Chorus]
Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane
Don't throw me out with the bath water
Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me
Billy Cobin had a time, Billy Cobin had a place
Following his fifteen minute climb
Billy took a seven second leap a cannonball
Plunge off the deep
[Chorus]
Anyone who would wanna know me... (x3)
7. ALL OUTTA ANGST
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame, nothing to change
I got no evil to fight
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me
And there's something wrong with that
So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of islam
Fundamentalism, forget that rock'n'roll
No cigarette, no drink, in fact
It's difficult to thikn about getting laid
When you don't even get to see her face
I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not liquored
I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose
I got no place to call home
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me,
There's something wrong with that
Next stop Mongolia
Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya
Throw out that handicap
No stepping out, 'till spring, in fact it's
Difficult to sing when it's 20 below
And that's during the day
I'm not insane
I'm not insane (x2)
8. I'M TELLING TIM
You better watch out, you better not cry
(Someone's watching)
You better put out records D.I.Y.
(Punk rock cops)
Cause it's not what you've done, it's what you've been
If you fuck up, I'm telling Tim
Take you out of book your own life part six
(I don't count that)
You won't play again at ABC
(I couldn't care)
You're gonna get ostracized like Lawrence
When I tell Tim, I'm telling Tim
I'm telling Tim, I'm telling Tim
9. CHAMPS ELYSÉES
Je me balladais sur l'avenue
Le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu
J'avais envie de dire bonjour à n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce fût toi
Et je t'ai dit n'importe quoi
Il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser
[Chorus]
Aux champs Élysées,
Aux champs Élysées
Au soleil sous la pluie, a midi ou minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs Élysées
Tu m'as dit j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin
Alors je t'ai accompagné
On a chanté, on a dansé
Et on a même pas pensé à s'embrasser!
[Chorus] (x2)
10. DAD'S BAD NEWS
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade "A" psycotik
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun
[Chorus]
Degeneration ah ah ah ah ah
The lunatic clause was written for you
The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned
This faulty gene has been a family heirloom
[Chorus]
No simple way to tell you son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you
Killing you
Don't believe a word your grandfather says (x3)
He's a psycotik, grade a psycotic
11. KILL ROCK STARS
"Kill the rock stars" how ironic, Kathleen
You've been crowned the newest queen
Kinda like the punk rock Gloria Steinham
Can't change the world by hating men
Can't change the world by blaming men
Alternative slash republican
Just cause I don't know the reason you're so pissed
Don't dare tag me misogyinst
I thought the goal here was mutual respect
Not constructing a separate sect
I wish I could've seen Courtney
Demonstrate some real misogyny
Can't change the world by hating men
12. EAT THE MEEK
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Because there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek, savour the taste.
It's always gonna be a delicacy
So lick your chops and eat the meek.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong...
The factory mass producing fear, bottled, capped
Distributed near and far, sold for a reasonable price.
The people they love it the feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breath it
Inject it direct to the blood.
It seems to be replacing love.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong...
Because theres always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code, discarded youth.
You know theres always gonna be pedigree
One own the air, one pay to breathe.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x4)
Don't belong...
13. THE DESPERATION'S GONE
Trip down the stairs into hell
Cathay Dee I miss your smell
A mixture of puke, beer
Stale piss, fuck, sweat, and fear
Adrenaline addicted
The blood leak from my head
Kinda concerned my friends
But at the time it felt so right
The music blaring on
The desperation's gone
(The song's the same)
The desperation's gone
Turn, tune the knob
K-GO some alterna radio
Strategic marketing hype
Media, stereotype
Has our music been castrated?
To you it may sound good
To me it sounds all wrong
The notes and chords sound similar
The same forbidden beat
But the desperation's gone
(The song's the same)
But the desperation's gone
14. FLOSSING A DEAD HORSE
(Instrumental)
15. QUART IN SESSION
It's funny how nothing seems much fun
Anymore to me now that I quit the drink
'Cause soberness it might be what I need
But it's certainly not how I wanna be
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me...
Consequence never had any kinda
Think about shoulda coulda happen to me
C-Common sense my parents said I
Never have any, but now look whose got the dough
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me...
Don't feel like goin' out
Nothing worth singin about
Missin' the alcohol
No longer born to lose
Put away my party shoes
Missing the alcohol
Without Tonic 'N gin
Without no Vicodin
Nothin seem much fun anymore to me... (x8)
16. FALLING IN LOVE
Blast oxygen mask
Smoke filled cabin
Depressurize
Don't be afraid
Hold on to me
We're going down
But not our love
Death don't seem so bad
When I'm with you
My only love
So close your eyes
Kiss me one last time
We're gonna die
But not our love
Indiscriminate I'd rather be elite
I'll choose my own shit scene
Unsubstantiated rumors flown are true
I'm here for me not you
Nonconglumurate I mean what I say
I'm not your fucking scape
Goat apparently I've alienated some
It seems my job's half done
You'll never understand it
Try to buy and brand it
I win, you lose, cause it's my job
To keep punk rock elite
This music ain't your fuckin' industry
2. KIDS OF THE K-HOLE
Everybody needs some time away
Just stuck in the k-hole again
An 18 hours holiday
Just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again
Mrs. Kitty ketamine your perseverance may
Outlast my ambition to go home
Infatuation with your dark side I obey
Forbidden pleasures, I have grown to love
Somewhere between some eden and north utopia
Somewhere beneath the astral plain
I've taken residence on sybaritic soil
You won't be seeing me again
You won't be seeing me again
Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs won't help me get back home
The home is where the heart is, I've been told
'Cause I promised my heart to her, she cooked it medium well
Them proceded to swallow it whole
It may sound good to you
It may sound oh so wrong
(So fucking wrong)
Just stuck in the k-hole again
Winter's broken, summer's gone
Just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again
3. MURDER THE GOVERNMENT
I wanna see the constitution burn
I wanna watch the white house overturn
I wanna witness some blue blood bleed red...
I wanna tar and lynch the KKK
I wanna pull and shoot the NRA
Yeah!! Yeah!! Yeah!!
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government and then,
Do it again, yeah
Murder the government
Murder the government
Murder the government then,
Murder the government!!
4. MONOSYLLABIC GIRL
I take her down to the aquarium, she says shark
I take her to the planetarium, she says dark
I take her to the seaside
Where she likes to spin and twirl
She says sure and cool and yeah
She's my monosylabic girl
I take her to the university, she says huh
I take her to our anniversary, she says one
I take her to the jewerly store
I say diamond, she says pearl
Oh everyone knows I'm in love
With the monosylabic girl
You know, everyone knows I'm in love
With the monosylabic girl
5. 180 DEGREES
It's so easy to defend the status quo
With everyone so cool and cynical
But when you see the end don't justify the means
It's just that 180 degrees
The great thing about bein' a human
The ability to reason
But reasoning don't work when no one cares
Two parts apathy, one part despair
Guess what, this might come as a surprise
I'll no longer roll my eyes
A change of heart to let the conscience breath
One quick twist, just 180 degrees
Yeah, I now know the right thing to do
Yeah, anti tradition tried and true
Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way
Oh yeah, fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy
Go ahead, work, waste your life away
Fuck that world, go fuck that right away
6. ALL HIS SUITS ARE TORN
Billy Cobin lost it all
We knew he would eventually
Some wonders why he took the fall
Others just ask who the hell is he
And why should we care for him?
A baggy man with baggy clothes
A face made of paper mache
He lost his humor years ago
Along with his molars
His head planted beneath his shoulders
[Chorus]
Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane
Don't throw me out with the bath water
Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me
Billy Cobin had a time, Billy Cobin had a place
Following his fifteen minute climb
Billy took a seven second leap a cannonball
Plunge off the deep
[Chorus]
Anyone who would wanna know me... (x3)
7. ALL OUTTA ANGST
I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out
I got no one to blame, nothing to change
I got no evil to fight
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me
And there's something wrong with that
So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of islam
Fundamentalism, forget that rock'n'roll
No cigarette, no drink, in fact
It's difficult to thikn about getting laid
When you don't even get to see her face
I'm not insane
I'm not insane, I'm not liquored
I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose
I got no place to call home
One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst
Society don't bother me,
There's something wrong with that
Next stop Mongolia
Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya
Throw out that handicap
No stepping out, 'till spring, in fact it's
Difficult to sing when it's 20 below
And that's during the day
I'm not insane
I'm not insane (x2)
8. I'M TELLING TIM
You better watch out, you better not cry
(Someone's watching)
You better put out records D.I.Y.
(Punk rock cops)
Cause it's not what you've done, it's what you've been
If you fuck up, I'm telling Tim
Take you out of book your own life part six
(I don't count that)
You won't play again at ABC
(I couldn't care)
You're gonna get ostracized like Lawrence
When I tell Tim, I'm telling Tim
I'm telling Tim, I'm telling Tim
9. CHAMPS ELYSÉES
Je me balladais sur l'avenue
Le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu
J'avais envie de dire bonjour à n'importe qui
N'importe qui et ce fût toi
Et je t'ai dit n'importe quoi
Il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser
[Chorus]
Aux champs Élysées,
Aux champs Élysées
Au soleil sous la pluie, a midi ou minuit
Il y a tout ce que vous voulez aux champs Élysées
Tu m'as dit j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous
Qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin
Alors je t'ai accompagné
On a chanté, on a dansé
Et on a même pas pensé à s'embrasser!
[Chorus] (x2)
10. DAD'S BAD NEWS
Don't believe a word your grandfather says
He's been classified grade "A" psycotik
You can see it from the hole in his head
A saner man would have used a bigger gun
[Chorus]
Degeneration ah ah ah ah ah
The lunatic clause was written for you
The story spoken is a story unheard
By you so listen cause it's unbelievable
A certain trait has passed while while centuries turned
This faulty gene has been a family heirloom
[Chorus]
No simple way to tell you son
We share the same red tainted blood
I'm gonna kill me, You're gonna kill you
Killing you
Don't believe a word your grandfather says (x3)
He's a psycotik, grade a psycotic
11. KILL ROCK STARS
"Kill the rock stars" how ironic, Kathleen
You've been crowned the newest queen
Kinda like the punk rock Gloria Steinham
Can't change the world by hating men
Can't change the world by blaming men
Alternative slash republican
Just cause I don't know the reason you're so pissed
Don't dare tag me misogyinst
I thought the goal here was mutual respect
Not constructing a separate sect
I wish I could've seen Courtney
Demonstrate some real misogyny
Can't change the world by hating men
12. EAT THE MEEK
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Because there's never gonna be enough space
So eat the meek, savour the taste.
It's always gonna be a delicacy
So lick your chops and eat the meek.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong...
The factory mass producing fear, bottled, capped
Distributed near and far, sold for a reasonable price.
The people they love it the feed it
Brush with it, bathe with it, breath it
Inject it direct to the blood.
It seems to be replacing love.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x2)
Don't belong...
Because theres always gonna be token truth
Forgotten code, discarded youth.
You know theres always gonna be pedigree
One own the air, one pay to breathe.
Why must we stay, where we don't belong (x4)
Don't belong...
13. THE DESPERATION'S GONE
Trip down the stairs into hell
Cathay Dee I miss your smell
A mixture of puke, beer
Stale piss, fuck, sweat, and fear
Adrenaline addicted
The blood leak from my head
Kinda concerned my friends
But at the time it felt so right
The music blaring on
The desperation's gone
(The song's the same)
The desperation's gone
Turn, tune the knob
K-GO some alterna radio
Strategic marketing hype
Media, stereotype
Has our music been castrated?
To you it may sound good
To me it sounds all wrong
The notes and chords sound similar
The same forbidden beat
But the desperation's gone
(The song's the same)
But the desperation's gone
14. FLOSSING A DEAD HORSE
(Instrumental)
15. QUART IN SESSION
It's funny how nothing seems much fun
Anymore to me now that I quit the drink
'Cause soberness it might be what I need
But it's certainly not how I wanna be
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me...
Consequence never had any kinda
Think about shoulda coulda happen to me
C-Common sense my parents said I
Never have any, but now look whose got the dough
Nothing seems much fun anymore to me...
Don't feel like goin' out
Nothing worth singin about
Missin' the alcohol
No longer born to lose
Put away my party shoes
Missing the alcohol
Without Tonic 'N gin
Without no Vicodin
Nothin seem much fun anymore to me... (x8)
16. FALLING IN LOVE
Blast oxygen mask
Smoke filled cabin
Depressurize
Don't be afraid
Hold on to me
We're going down
But not our love
Death don't seem so bad
When I'm with you
My only love
So close your eyes
Kiss me one last time
We're gonna die
But not our love