BLACKLIST ROYALS LYRICS - California

BLACKLIST ROYALS LYRICS

"California"

Just a voice on the telephone

You seem so far away

Talking broken dreams

And broken guitar strings

Don't got too much to say

You spend most nights

At the boardwalk

Just staring out at the sea

Drowning in the lights of Los Angeles

Thinking about the way

Things used to be



Girl won't you go back home

California is no place to be alone



Took out west some years ago

Was just too big for that town

Hell I got that roaming in me too

Never known to stay around

It's just another night in Hollywood

Just another night alone

Thinking about things

And what you'd change

Knowing that the chance

Is fucking gone



Such a sweet young thing

How long will it be

Blinded by those stage lights

Honey can't you see



Girl won't you go back home

California is no place to be alone

Girl won't you go back home

Not gonna make, not gonna make

It all alone

ALL LYRICS - Nobody's

ALL LYRICS

"Nobody's"

bathing in the blue light nightmare of the t. v. war. it's too late, i'm tired, but i can't see sleeping. simple central fact i can't ignore-nobody's hands are clean. watch close, history shows the one familiar hell we know. birthright violence, cemetery silence, makes me sick and sorry for us all. poison sky and poison sea. too bad we can't say we don't know better. both hands are tied by need and greed nobody's hands are clean. watch close, history shows the one familiar hell we know. birthright violence, cemetery silence, endless marching armies. ancient rages, sacred pages, makes me sick and sorry for us all. nobody's hands are clean, it's true and it's obscene. the whole god damned human race and me. born through love and blood, alone and naked. condemned forever to be free, nobody's hands are clean.

SMUT PEDDLERS LYRICS - State Of The State

SMUT PEDDLERS LYRICS

"State Of The State"

Ignorant people and the L. A. Times endorse racial quotas and affirmative action

If you don't they depict you as a criminal mind

from a radical right wing extremist faction

You missed the Holocaust and you never owned a slave

and you live on the street, not a cotton plantation

But they'll tax you to death, 'til you go to the grave

because an Escalade driver wants reparations

That's the state of the state, it's all fucked up

Every panhandling bum on the street has athletic shoes and a fucking sag

The man on T. V and the people you meet say

you're homophobic if you're not a fag

Illegal aliens living high on the hog

in the latest styles with a new cell phone

You paid for his car yet you live like a dog,

working your fingers right down to the bone

All these other place like Oregon, Arizona and Colorado have good bowls in their parks

We could too if all of our money wasn't spent to bankroll narcs

How can you blame the kids for wanting to get high

When you look at the crap they've got to skate it just makes you want to die

The money we spend on the lottery was supposed to fix our inferior schools

Since that hasn't happened the least they could do

is build us some empty swimming pools

Convicts in prison just sit on their asses

yet still they get three hots and a cot

You're working your ass off and always taking classes

but an empty wallet is all you've got

Since you learned to crawl you have looked for a wife

and clung to a dream of owning a home

But you can't provide even yourself a good life

so you are rejected and left all alone

ATTAQUE 77 LYRICS - Alivio

ATTAQUE 77 LYRICS

"Alivio"

En la penumbra, el patio aúlla

extraños ruidos

soplan las cosas,

si no supiera que el viento

es lo que mueve todo

terminaría muriendo de terror.

Nubes de de angustia

cubren mi cielo

lluvias oscuras de pensamientos,

cuando no quedan salidas

cuando no hay nuevas entradas

cualquier recurso que alivie el dolor

antes de la tormenta

FRANK TURNER LYRICS - Back In The Day

FRANK TURNER LYRICS

"Back In The Day"

When I was just a skinny lad on holiday by the sea,

I met a girl in a Rancid shirt, and a tape she gave to me

With the Black Flag First Four Years and the Minor Threat Discography,

And punk rock saved my life.

Going down the Red Eye back in 1998,

Hanging out with Household Names and staying out too late,

This angry adolescent found an outlet for his hate,

And punk rock saved my life.



The vision wasn’t perfect and we knew it all along,

We dressed like fucking idiots and got our facts all wrong.

But everyone must needs be an extremist when they’re young –

Fucking with your parents makes you grow up big and strong.



Folding zines and record sleeves while sitting round at home,

Flicking through the catalogues and distros at the shows,

Circle pits and sing-a-longs, come on let’s fucking go,

And punk rock saved my life.



That little dream is over, it was never going to last.

Everybody’s moved along and it’s all in the past,

But when I was just 16 I pinned my colours to the mast.

And punk rock’s in the ink that’s in my skin,

The attitude in every song I sing,

And we didn’t change the world, we didn’t win,

We probably didn’t even save my life, it’s true

But I bet we had a better time than you.

THE QUEERS LYRICS - Drop The Attitude Fucker

THE QUEERS LYRICS

"Drop The Attitude Fucker"

We see you with your pony tail and flannel 'round your waste

Sideburns, goatee, and pimples on your face

According to Spin magazine, you're so cool and hip

Do us all a favor and lose the hoop from the lip

You're so bad, you're so sad

You're so bad, you're so sad

Drop the attitude, fucker

Drop the attitude, dude

Drop the attitude, fucker

Fucker drop the attitude

You think with your antics your parents are in shock

But you look like Bozo in your bright red Docs

You sneer down your nose, look at us with disgust

But you'll never be as famous as us

You're so bad, you're so sad

You're so bad, you're so sad

Drop the attitude, fucker

Drop the attitude, dude

Drop the attitude, fucker

Fucker drop the attitude

DIE TOTEN HOSEN LYRICS - Wehende Fahnen

DIE TOTEN HOSEN LYRICS

"Wehende Fahnen"

Vor sechs Jahren ging es los,

es war wie eine Revolution.

Ziel und Richtung unbekannt,

alles Alte wurde niedergerannt.



Mit wehenden Fahnen werden wir untergehen.

Wir halten durch, wir warten noch,

denn es ist noch nichts geschehen.