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Main Objective
03:07
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Main Objective
People say, man you should grow up
It makes me want to just throw up,
Just because I’m old don’t make me dead inside
Please don’t bring me down, just because you don’t want to be around us
Your idea of fun is always keeping me out on the run
As long we can walk and talk and lay waste solos from the crotch
Oh time will tell when we breakdown
Oh gimme gimme gimme the final round
As long as I am still alive, Rock n Roll will never die
I’ll carry that torch until my hands are fried, oh my MO will never die
Wake up, shake up, time to fake it
take the train and barely make it
To monotony and a hopeless dead end job
This is not what I signed up for
I should probably exit the door
Or just be like every other brothers half witted slob
As long we can walk and talk and lay waste solos from the crotch
Oh Time will tell when we breakdown
Oh gimme gimme gimme the final round
As long as I am still alive, Rock n Roll will never die
I’ll carry that torch until my hands are fried, oh my MO will never die
Baby baby baby won’t you give it a try
Oh my MO will never die
I’ll carry that torch until my hands are fried, oh Rock n Roll will never die
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Skinny
03:19
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Skinny
I was dating a girl about a year ago
Aspiring model just turning pro
Beautiful hair and a waify body
Personality was on the side of naughty
Oh yeah’ from the city
Oh yeah, much too pretty
We didn’t see a reason to be alarmed
I had this kind before hanging off my arm
She had a cupboard full of diet pills
When she took off clothes it nearly made me ill
Oh yeah’ from the city
Oh yeah, she used to be pretty, ya, ya, ya
She’s too skinny, look a little closer
She’s too skinny, anorexia nervosa
Had to get her some medical attention
She couldn't even look at her own reflection
All of maybe 87 pounds, a skeletal mass in a hospital gown
Oh yeah’ from the city
Oh yeah, she used to be pretty
She died last week under duress
I’m feeling down and quite depressed
When I’m looking back in a couple of years
I’ll shed some more of those sullen tears
Oh yeah’ from the city,
Oh yeah, What a pity, ya, ya, ya
She’s too skinny, look a little closer
She’s too skinny, anorexia nervosa
She’s too skinny, look a little closer
She’s too skinny, anorexia nervosa
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Wannabees
03:11
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Wannabes
Dedicated to the wannabes
Never was and never has-beens, ya
All you care about is attitude
Don’t give a shit about your gratitude, ya
Never too young to sail
Never too old to fail, ya
Rock n roll is my addiction
Right there where you want to be
Mistakes have been made, along the way, ya
Rock n roll is my conviction
Dedicated to the, dedicated to the, dedicated to the wannabes
Oh, I know, you know, and they know
It ain’t all aces and nines
You know, and they know and I know
We’re giving it back, for just one more time
Never too young to sail
Never too old to fail, ya
Rock n roll is my addiction
Right there where you want to be
Mistakes have been made, along the way, ya
Rock n roll is my conviction
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4. |
Days Are Gone
03:47
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Days are Gone
At 13 doing drugs was a natural thing
Me and my boys did some really crazy things
At 15 we set the dyke on fire
And got higher and higher than we’d ever get
Gimme gimme gimmie, Jimmy never quits
Spray Paint the school
Actin’ like a fool
On a half-sac and hand rolled cigarettes
Long gone but you’ll never forget
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
Jimmy’s Dad always let us smoke in the house
Getting high and laughing hard was what it was all about
Hanging out at the 7-E, the cops all hassling us
Desperados in denim jeans, ten speed bikes were always must, always a bust
Spray Paint the school
Actin’ like a fool
On a half-sac and hand rolled cigarettes
Long gone but you’ll never forget
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
Long Gone, those days are gone
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5. |
Don't Answer To No One
04:04
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Don’t Answer To No One
Well I don’t know what is happening here
They want me outta the way
They are telling me bout some money-making scam
I’d rather keep things the same
You better better better believe me again
When I tell you this thing
That they want me to do, but I ain’t no fool
I won’t get involved in a gamblin’ ring
Don’t pick sides, I advise you to go
Don’t pick sides, or cross the line
You’ll never get where you want to go
I don’t answer to no one, they only answer to me
Now don’t pick a side, it’s not worth your time
They only answer to me
Well I don’t know what went down last night
It’s probably better that way
Too many people got involved, and we’re all afraid of the sting
You better better better believe me again
When I tell you this thing
That the cops all know and it’s about to go
crashing down in a ball of flames
Don’t pick sides, I advise you to go
Don’t pick sides, or cross the line
You’ll never get where you want to go
I don’t answer to no one, they only answer to me
Now don’t pick a side, it’s not worth your time
They only answer to me
Well I don’t think I have time
And I should have thought this out some more
Before I get caught and brought back over the line
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6. |
Tear Down Your Idols
04:14
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7. |
Sorry
02:33
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Sorry
There is a time and place to keep your thoughts in line
Keep telling me that you’re my friend and partner in crime
I can tell you where I was that night
doesn’t matter if you’re wrong or right
I’ll stand here until the end of time
But you keep screwing up every night
When people tell you they’re sorry
But they just can’t get it right
When people tell you they’re sorry
Do you believe them or let it slide
I don’t know what to think, so I’ll keep my thoughts inside
Collapsing like a house of cards built on a stack of lies
I can tell you where I was that night
doesn’t matter if you’re wrong or right
I’ll stand here until the end of time
But you keep screwing up every night
When people tell you they’re sorry
But they just can’t get it right
When people tell you they’re sorry
Do you believe them or let it slide
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8. |
Did All I Could
04:31
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Did All I Could
You & Me, are like a disease
We try to shake it, but we just can’t fake it
What’s the use our time has come,
No fight left in me, we’ve come undone
I don’t know if I’ll ever really, truly understand
Why you gave us up, without a second chance
You’re the only one I ever wanted in my life
The irony is I’m the one who left.
Oh, I did all I could, falling from the sky, kill me before I die
I did all I could, rip my heart in two and I’ll throw it back to you
Never understood your scorn
Like a page from a novel our story’s torn
Eyes open wide, with a vacant stare
I’m wondering, if you ever cared
Well I don’t know if I’ll ever really, truly understand
Why you gave us up, without a second chance
You’re the only one I ever wanted in my life
The irony is I’m the one who left.
Oh, I did all I could, falling from the sky, kill me before I die
I did all I could, rip my heart in two and I’ll throw it back to you
Never wanted a way out
Between the love and hate, the pain was so real
We’ll I’ve been searching for answers
You seem to suffocate something you can feel
You seem to suffocate something you can feel
I did all I could, falling from the sky, kill me before I die
I did all I could, rip my heart in two and I’ll throw it back to you
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9. |
Superficial
03:22
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Superficial
Like a hollow body Gibson
Her finish was sublime
She says how about you sign for my mortgage
Probably on your dime
Thank god I wised up and didn't fall victim to her scheme
But I kept coming back for more like a Hollywood scriptwriters dream
Ah, Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
She tore my heart out
And made me lose all faith
She came back so many times
I couldn’t keep up the pace
Thank god I wised up and didn't fall victim to her scheme
But I kept coming back for more like a Hollywood scriptwriters dream
Ah, Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
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10. |
When I Was Young
03:19
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When I Was Young
Like a hollow body Gibson
Her finish was sublime
She says how about you sign for my mortgage
Probably on your dime
Thank god I wised up and didn't fall victim to her scheme
But I kept coming back for more like a Hollywood scriptwriters dream
Ah, Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
She tore my heart out
And made me lose all faith
She came back so many times
I couldn’t keep up the pace
Thank god I wised up and didn't fall victim to her scheme
But I kept coming back for more like a Hollywood scriptwriters dream
Ah, Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
Superficial Unconditional Love
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11. |
Turn Back Fast
02:55
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Turn Back Fast
We got a problem with a capital P
Shoulda never gone back to see
I should have listened to my inner voice
I should have known that I had a choice
Warning signs were all around
Line up to the underground
I state my case before you now, now look whose acting like Chairman Mao
Oh, I don’t even understand
Was it all part of your whole plan?
I gotta turn back fast, back into my past
Or I’m never gonna know if this was meant to last
I gotta see your face at my own pace
Or I’m never gonna know if you’re still my taste
turn back fast, back into my past
Or I’m never gonna know if this was meant to last
Never gonna know
We’re here suffering with nothing to eat
Take a good look ain’t no shoes on our feet
Our spirits broke, we’ll rise anyway
If I have a chance that’s what I’ll say
I know, you know, everybody knows
But nobody cares about a nobody’s woes
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Dirtbag Republic Vancouver, British Columbia
Vancouver sleaze rockers deliver punishing sleazy tunes along the lines of Hanoi Rocks, D Generation, Aerosmith, NY
Dolls.
The bands 2015 & 2017 albums were critically well received and ended up on several 2015/2017 best of lists.
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