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Hell Is Other People
02:30
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Know that nobody else in the world will take care of you
They won’t be there for you, you’re on your own
They will all have opinions they’re happy to share with you
Find you unbearable, but you should know
They can make up a hell but can’t make you believe in it
They might call you a sinner with their best of intentions
But their definitions are only for them
No, you’re not obligated to observe their traditions
I’m not for religions, not now and not then
They can make up a hell but can’t make you believe in it
Treat yourself to a helping of love and forgiveness
Be sure to extend this to haters at large
They will dehumanize you, but myths have their limits
You don’t need to accept this as all that you are
They can make up a hell but can’t make you believe in it
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Double Agent
02:43
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Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They think exactly as you do
You’re always sure to tell your jokes
So far away from them colored folks
Because if they heard it then they’d know
The things you say behind closed doors
Well I hate to ruin your fun
But I rat on everyone
I keep track of names and places
And tell all your black coworkers
That you’re a racist
Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They fuck exactly like you do
Any doubts have been dismissed
Cuz no one here talks with a lisp
Yeah, no one is a stylist
Or has that little floppy wrist
Well I hate to ruin your fun
But I remember everyone
And I wonder if you’d hate me
If I just stood up and
Made you fuckers face me
Well there’s nowhere to hide
Can’t get away from prying eyes
The double agents and the spies
They’re lurking all around you
They’re learning all about you
Take a look around the room
Would it be safe to assume
That since everybody looks like you
They’re just as ignorant, too
They’re just as ignorant, too
They’re just like ignorant you
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Homophobin'
02:39
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This is a gathering of people
Nothing more and nothing less
Just a messy microcosm
Of a much more massive mess
I need to take the time to remind myself
To not expect so much
From these edgy angry independent
Idiotic drunks
Lower your standards
We all pretend like we are better
Than society at large
While we embody all the ills
Found in the men who are in charge
We can rail against intolerance
And homophobe attacks
Say we idolize Fugazi
When we’d rather Be Like Max
I’m disappointed
A ska-punk song won’t ever change the world
But I could tell you about a couple that made me
Believe that we could play songs beautifully
And stomp out hatred dutifully
We used to talk about unity
We used to talk about unity
But it seems that that was nothing but a slogan
Believe me, I’m all for forgiveness
But you can’t make me forget this homophobin’
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Throwaway
03:24
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You gotta go, you gotta leave
You gotta adios, arrivederci
I don’t wanna see you again
Because we’re trying to be happy
And you’re acting kinda crappy
Always picking fights with me and my friends
And if you’re looking for attention
That is anything but negative
You better look in some other place
Because the way that you’re behaving
And the shit that you’re saying
Make me want to put a fist in your face
You gotta go, you gotta go away
You’re welcome here no more
You gotta go, you gotta go away
We’re showing you the door
You gotta go, you gotta go away
And please don’t ask what for
You’re nothing but a throwaway
So why don’t you just go away
Well we just want a little peace
And you’re a dog off its leash
Trying to chew on every ankle around
But know that in another minute
We will rub your nose in it
Because you took a giant shit on the ground
You only inconvenience everyone
You’re presence isn’t ever fun
I think it’s time that we put you down
And I know it doesn’t phase ya
But I think euthanasia
Is the only thing that’s left for you now
You gotta go, you gotta go away
You’re welcome here no more
You gotta go, you gotta go away
We’re showing you the door
You gotta go, you gotta go away
And please don’t ask what for
You’re nothing but a throwaway
So why don’t you just go away
You got a lot of nerve trying to stay around here
With folks who don’t deserve someone so insincere
Now it’s time to disappear
You gotta go, you gotta go away
You’re welcome here no more
You gotta go, you gotta go away
We’re showing you the door
You gotta go, you gotta go away
And please don’t ask what for
You’re nothing but a throwaway
So why don’t you just go away
Go fuck yourself
You’re welcome here no more
Go fuck yourself
We’re showing you the door
Go fuck yourself
And please don’t ask what for
You’re nothing but a throwaway
So why don’t you just go away
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Matt Wixson Ferndale, Michigan
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