Linoleum
Leave It Alone
DIG
The Cause
Dont Call Me White
My Heart Is Yearning
Perfict Government
The Brews
The Quass
Dying Degree
Fleas
Lori Meyers
Jeff Wears Birkenstoks?
Punk Guy(Because He Does Punk Things)
The Happy Guy
Reeko
Scavenger Type

Linoleum
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Possessions never meant anything to me
I'm not crazy 
Well that's not true, i've got a bed and a guitar 
and a dog named dog who pisses on my floor 
That's right, i've got a floor 

So what, so what, so what? 

I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes 
Where everything important to me 
just seems to fall right down my leg 
and onto the floor 
My closest friend linoleum 

Linoleum 

Supports my head, 
Gives me something to believe 
That's me on the beach side combing the sand 
Metal meter in my hand 
Sporting a pocket full of change 
That's me on the street with a violin under my chin 
Playing with a grin, singing gibberish 

That's me on the back of the bus 
That's me in the cell 
That's me inside your head 
That's me inside your head 

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Dig
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Rationalize values it's so easy to succeed 
Keeping your eyes on the prize excess 

Camped outside laissez faire 
People understand me there 
Don't talk to me we'll get along just fine 

Blowin' out your mores 
Henry ford tradition preys on 
Idle minds left the emergency brake on too long 
Underneath the city lies the ruins of mankind 

The excavation was a financial success 
With artifacts of gold 
The arrowheads went straight to the smithsonian 
The rest was melted down and sold 

Substantial gains 
Minimal losses are tolerable 
As long as the machine keeps running fine 

Cannibals 
Functioning on pheromones 
Rational thought lost to instinctual 

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The Cause

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It isn't for the money, no it isn't for the fun 
It's a plan, a scam, a diagram 
It's for the benefit of everyone 
You gotta have a little respect 
Subterranean ideals 
Traditional neglect 
Reflect on how you think it would make you feel 

The cause- we're just doing it for the cause 
No it isn't for the fortune, it isn't for the fame 

It's a scheme, a dream, a barterine 
We want everyone to think the same 
Because you know what you feel is right 
And you feel what you can't ignore 
And you try so hard to point the blame 
Ashamed- what do we do this for? 

The cause- we're just doing it for the cause 
The cause- we're just doing it for the cause 
The cause- we're just doing it for the cause 
The cause- we're just doing it for the cause 

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Dont Call Me White

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Don't call me white, don't call me white 
Don't call me white, don't call me white 

The connotations wearing my nerves thin 
Could it be semantics generating the mess we're in? 
I understand that language breeds stereotype 
But what's the explanation for the malice, for the 
Spite? 

Don't call me white, don't call me white 
Don't call me white, don't call me white 

I wasn't brought here, i was born 
Circumcised, categorized, allegiance sworn 
Does this mean i have to take such shit 
For being fair skinned? no! 
I ain't a part of no conspiracy, i'm just you're average joe 

Don't call me white, don't call me white 
Don't call me white, don't call me white 

Represents everything i hate 
The soap shoved in the mouth to cleanse the mind 
The vast majority of sheep 
A buttoned collar, starched and bleached 
Constricting veins, the blood flow to the brain slows 
They're so fuckin' ordinary white 

Don't call me white, don't call me white 
Don't call me white, don't call me white 

Oh, we're better off this way? 
Oh, say what you're gonna say 

So go ahead and label me an asshole 
Cause i can 
Accept responsibility for what i've done 
But not for who i am 

Don't call me white, don't call me white 
Don't call me white, don't call me white 

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My Heart Is Yearning
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For you my heart was yearning 
And how i love you so 
It's cuz of you my dick is burning 
It's dripping from my cock 

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A Perfect Government
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Even if it's easy to be free 
What's your definition of freedom? 
And who the fuck are you, anyway? 
Who the fuck are they? 
Who the fuck am i to say? 
What the fuck is really going on? 

How did the cat get so fat? 
Why does the family die? 
Do you care why? 
'Cause there hasn't been a sign of anything gettin' 
Better in the ghetto 

People's fed up 
But when they get up 
You point your fuckin' finger 
You racist, you bigot 
But that's not the problem now is it? 

It's all about the money 
Political power is taken 
Protecting the rich denying the poor 

Yeah, they love to watch the war from the white house 
And i wonder how can they sleep at night? 
How can they sleep at night? 

How did the cat get so fat? 
How did the cat get so fat? 
How did the cat get so fat? 
How did the cat get so fat? 

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The Brews

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Friday night we'll be drinking' manashevitz 
Going' out to terrorize goyem 
Stomping' shagitz, screwing shicksas 
As long as we're home by saturday mornin' 

Cause hey we're the brews 
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos 
Oi oi we're the boys 
Orthodox, hasidic, o.g. ois 

Orthopedic dr. martins 
Good for waffle making, kickin' through the shin 
Reputation, gained through intimidation 
Pacifism no longer tradition 

Cause hey we're the brews 
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos 
Oi oi we're the brews 
The fair fax ghetto boys skin headed jews 
We got the might, psycho mashuganas 
We can't lose a fight, as we are the 
Chosen ones chutspah, we battle then we feast 
We celebrate, we'll separate our milk plates 
From our meat 

Cause hey we're the brews 
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos 
Oi oi we're the boys 
Orthodox, hasidic, o.g. ois 

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The Quass

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Whoa ohhh ohhh the quass (instrumental) 

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Dying Degree

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Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change 
Coupons cut, cigarettes smoked down to the butt, 
Is this what dreams are made of! 

Adding up subtracting down you find 
Yourself sucking the rind 

Dying degree, graying amie 

Final payment made - had you forgot? 
The rightful owner of one deluxe cemetery plot 
Paisley satin lined how apprapoe 
What a better way to go 

Dying degree, graying amie 

No more eating crumbs 
When my pension finally 
Comes your kids won't eat mush anymore 'round me 

Dying degree, graying amie 

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Fleas

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My father used to say 
You sleep with dogs the next day 
You'll wake in the bed scratching 
Those inevitable fleas 
At ten years old 
You listen to what you are 
Told but i never felt the itch 
I never would 

My mother had forbidden me 
To waste away my life 
I want you to have all the things 
I could never buy you 
So don't stop what i'd begun 
You're my one, my only son 
Follow what i say not what i've done 
Follow what i say not what i've done 

Shower, scrub, and shave 
Cleanly boys don't misbehave 

Follow what i say not what i've done 

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Lori Meyers

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Lori meyers used to live upstairs 
Our parents had been friends years 
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games 
At nine years old there's no such thing as shame 
It wasn't recognition of her face, what 
Brought me back was a familiar mark 
As it flashed across the screen 
I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes 
Incriminating act, i felt that i could save her 

"Who are you to tell me how to live my life?" 
"You think i sell my body; i merely sell my time." 
"I ain't no cinderella, i ain't waiting' for no prince..." 
"To save me in fact until just now i was doing just fine" 
and on and on 

I know what degradation feels like 
I felt it on the floor at the factory 
Where i worked long before, i took control 
Now i answer to me 
The 50k i make this year will go anywhere i please 
Where's the problem? 

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Jeff Wares Birkenstocks?

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Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit 
Don't wanna hear no hippie shit 
Don't tell me i've closed my mind 

Don't wanna groove, don't wanna dig 
Don't wanna spend the day naked 
Don't like my music country fried 

He's got a tie dyed rancid shirt 
He wears his birkenstocks to work 
Is he a jerk? no! just confused 
Jeff don't wear regular shoes 

He's got a tie dyed rancid shirt 
he wears his birkenstocks to work 
Is he a jerk? no! just confused 
Jeff don't wear regular shoes 

Fat mike i gotta let you know 
It's not the tunes, it's their live show 
And all the people you get to meet 
Plenty of good vibes and decent drugs 
Stinky people give you hugs 
Walk around in your bare feet 
He's got a tie dyed rancid shirt 
He wears his birkenstocks to work 
Is he a jerk? no! just confused 
Jeff don't wear regular shoes 

He's got a tie dyed rancid shirt 
He wears his birkenstocks to work 
Is he a jerk? no! just confused 
Jeff don't wear regular shoes 

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Punk Guy (Because He Does Punk Things)

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Crazier than gg, yet more pc than ian 
Got colored teeth like johnny 
Exudes a vicious disposition 
His hair sticks out like colin' did, he jumps 
Similar to springa, he points his middle finga 

Not just he singer in the band 
Voted biggest asshole and role model of the year 

Got a face like charles bronson 
Straight outta green bay wisconsin 

Not just a singer in the band 
He'll puke on you, he'll fuck your mom, he'll smoke 
While huffing gas 

He was the punkest mother fucker i ever did see 
Hell he was even more punk than me 
He should've been on the cover 
He should've been on the cover 
He should've been on the cover of punk and 
Disorderly volume ii 

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The Happy Guy

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He's just a man getting through life 
The best he can 
He's a not a scientist, he programs a computer 
Before that he sold cars to pay a 
Student loan now he receives pity 
From his family - his friends say how could he 
Turn his back on on reason worshipping 
A god finding truth through fear and mind control 

He's just a man trying to explain how 
He found the word of god could make his life seem less insane 
So he shares what he's read, what he understands, 
It makes sense to him, it makes perfect sense to him, 
In fact he's never seen so clearly 
Turned his back on free will - has he lost his mind? 
He'd rather kneel down than take charge of his life 

And he knows what people think, 
But it doesn't sway him he can read the writings on the wall 
'Cause he knows how people treat, 
How they treat each other a sacrifice to benefit the all 

Don't try to judge him, 
His theological ideas his hopes may be false 
But his happiness is real don't try to judge him, 
He's just a man 

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Reeko

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Reeko, try to understand, it really is that bad 
It won't just go away, the party's over 
It's past two o'clock, so it's about time we stopped, 
'Cause i see the keg has been sucked dry 

The cisco was emptied in to the aquarium 
Where the fish all seem to play the ex lax lines 
The dog bowl the toilet's overflowed, 
We've had our fun so now there's nothing left to damage. 
We got no place left to go 

Mr. president, please understand, it really is that bad 

It won't just go away, it's just beginning 
The ballots have been cast, 
We make like seaward rats leave this sinking ship, 
Leave and not look back 

The things we never tried to disallow 
Have come back to haunt us now 
With apple pie and chevrolet 
We've come to see the end, we've all made this bed 
Now we got nowhere to lay, 
Dies and gentlemen 
Try to understand 

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Scavenger Type

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Gigin alone at the bottom of the hill 
Our protagonist named bill 
Sets his sights on an anchor steam pint 
All he needs is thirteen quarters 
Congregated in his hat 

A crow, a scavenger type 
California redemption provides him with his rent 
Room and board inside a fifth of comfort 

As the wind penetrates his bones 
His mind keep focused 
Tidal waves of sound catapulted 
From his horn wail like lovers 

The coins don't drop consistent as does the mercury 
His meter slows realizing a zenith 
He's reached perfection 
No one did see him die

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