NOFX : Punk in Drublic

Punk-Rock / USA
(1994 - Epitaph Records)
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Lyrics


1. LINOLEUM

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 on to the floor
My closest friend Linoleum
Linoleum
Supports my head, give me something to believe

That's me on the beachside 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 (x3)


2. LEAVE IT ALONE

Breath, ever so soft
We wouldn't wanna break the eggs as we walk
Never alone, cautious afraid
I hear the voice of reason on the P.A.

Leave it alone, follow the grain
We couldn't stop the irresistable force
Leave it the same, change with the leaves
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the old
Leave it alone

Breath, ever so slight
We couldn't take away your god given right
Leave it alone, heel and stay
Roll over and shake and beg for the bone
Leave it alone


3. DIG

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

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 on
Cannibals functioning on Pheromones
Rational thought lost to instinctual


4. THE CAUSE

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 it would make you feel

[Chorus]
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 know is right
And you feel what you can't ignore
And you try so hard to point the blame
A shame- what are we doing this for?

[Chorus] (x2)

Open, your eyes, don't trust, these lies
What are we doing this for?

[Chorus] (x2)


5. DON'T CALL ME WHITE

[Chorus]
Don't call me white! (x4)

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?

[Chorus]

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 your average Joe

[Chorus]

Represents everything I hate
The soap shoved in your mouth to cleanse the mind
A 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

We're better off this way
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! (2x)


6. MY HEART IS YEARNING

For you, my heart was yearning,
And how I love you so,
It's cause of you, my dick is burning
It's dripping on my toe!


7. PERFECT GOVERNMENT

And 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
Getting fed 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 world from the White House
And I wonder...

How can they sleep at night? (x2)

How did the cat get so fat? (x4)


8. THE BREWS

Friday night we'll be drinkin' Manashevitz
Goin' out to terrorize goyem
Stompin' shagitz, screwin' shicksas
As long as we're home by Saturday mornin'
Cause, hey

[Chorus]
We're the Brews
Sportin' anti swastika tattoos
Oi Oi we're the boys
Orthodox, hesidic, 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 fairfax ghetto boys skinhead hebrews

We got the might, psycho mashuganas
We can't lose a fight, as we are the chosen ones
Chutzpah driven, we battle then we feast
We celebrate, we'll separate our milkplates from our meat

Oi oi

[Chorus] (x3)


9. THE QUASS

The quass...


10. DYING DEGREE

Dresser drawers are filled with pocket change
Coupons cut, smoked to the butt,
Is this what dreams are made
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 want eat mush anymore 'round me
Dying degree, graying amie
Dying...


11. FLEAS

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

Mother had forbidden me
To waste away my life
Want you to have all the things I could never buy you
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


12. LORI MEYERS

Lori Meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends for years
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
At nine years old there's no such 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 acts, I felt that I could save...

"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 waitin' for no prince
To save me in fact until just now I was doin' 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
With 50K I'll make this year will go anywhere I please
Where's the problem?"


13. JEFF WEARS BIRKENSTOCKS

Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit
Don't wanna hear no hippy shit
Don't tell me I'm closing my mind

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

[Chorus]
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"

[Chorus]

Jeff don't wear regular shoes


14. PUNK GUY

Crazier than GG, more PC than Ian
Got colored teeth like Johnny
Exudes a vicious disposition
His hair sticks out like Colin's did, he jumps
Similar to Springa yeah, he points his middle finga
Not just the 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 lived more punk than me

He should've been on the cover (x3)
Of "Punk and Disorderly"


15. HAPPY GUY

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 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
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


16. REEKO

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

Cisco, emptied into the aquarium
The fish all seem to float
The ex lax, lines the dog bowl
The toilet's overflowed, we've had our fun
So, there's nothing left
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

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 all made this bed
Now we got nowhere to lay, dies and gentlemen
Try to understand


17. SCAVENGER TYPE

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 keeps 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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