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YOUTH BRIGADE
TO SELL THE TRUTH
SINK WITH KALIFORNIJA
HAPPY HOUR
TO SELL THE TRUTH
1.It's Not My Fault
2.Spies For Life
3.Sick
4.We're In!
5.Breakdown
6.Street Dominator
7.Shrinking
8.Believe In Something
9.Friends
10.Not Gonna Take It
11.My Bartender
12.Tomorrow
13.Secret Song
IT'S NOT MY FAULT
i'm sick of all the fighting sick of all the hate sick ofall this fear and loathing no one communicates sick of listening to the crap called the american dream promises of bluer skies only fools would believe these lies each night another poll reactions to the death toll "leaders" speak of potential's peak where we growing to what if you woke up one day and had the chance to make it all go away burn all the money close down the schools take back the power throw out the rules i'm sick of this society promotes a world of apathy sick of feeling there's no choice or oppurtunity sick to death from this sense of worthlessness and waste sick of this security when hate kills every day i'm sick sick sick sick sick of being sick
WE'RE IN!
i should have known our time had come and gone just move aside and let the young punks ride in complete capitulation, we had our day is there anything left to say. old punks don't die they just cash in i should have seen the videos on the screen selling out our souls for platinum green radio friendly and marketability the new language of the scene punk was finally in said rolling stone and spin old punks don't die, they just cash in. i must admit i don't go in the pit like i used to anymore stealing the bands beer to share out on the floor i try to hang out, but i tire faster now yes i still believe i have that punk disease but fighting in the streets is so hard on the feet i find my support greater smoozing backstage.
BREAK DOWN
i don't understand the fucked up shit we do and i won't pretend that it's ok and look the other way i'll never know i'll never know what it means to be you so many talkin shit will we ever get a clue i want to breakdown but don't know if i can i need to break down but don't know if i can try to re-write history the lines got drawn long ago the greatest mystery why have we not destroyed ourselves never know i'll never know can't crawl inside your mind wil we ever embrace the thought we have so little time. iwant to break down but don't know if i can i need to break down but don't know if i can
STREET DOMINATOR
i've got a '66 ranchero, with a souped up 289 it's got a double barrel carb with four on the floor and when she runs it's really fine i've got the street dominator race ya for pinks but it'll have to be later street dominator as soon as i.... rebuild my carburetor 30 years of wear and tear has really taken it's toll with a little more care, some wrenching here and there, this truck'll be ready to roll rev it up johnny replace the shock, struts, little bulb in he door, she's almost tapped me out i fone more thing breaks down on this car, i'll torch it and drink a stout.
SHRINKING
i know i'm shrinkin i wake up every morning and can't get out of bed you might be thinkin this prognostication is all just in my head i know that young a heart is of little comfort when your arteries are blocked real exciting night on the town midnight for quick one as you pass out on the couch i know i'm shrinkin i've done all the latest treatments yet my measurements are down you ask what's stinking the demise and decay of our bodies underground i'm not afraid of growin old just doin it alone
BELIEVE IN SOMETHING
i went out walking just had to think all day spent talking really need a drink we have the luxury of fighting in our seats a price for any justice the whole notion stinks what the hellare we doing with our lives screaming for freedom while fighting with all sides say there's a reason justify the lies but i think we're empty inside i know a girl a girl so smart she can talk endlessly of why we're so apart i know a boy a boy so tough stand up to anything but he'll never say enough what the hell are we doing with our lives screamin for freedom while fighting with all sides say theres a reason justify the lies but i think we're empty inside... should i believe in you believe in me believe in god , country and the family believe in greed the corporate state belive that power and money means strength believe in love and the birds and the bees believe in peace honour and harmony believe that we should live and let live i'ts up to you just believe in something. i want to think you believe in you i believe in me willit set you free someone's always telling you what to believe in and i don't think you should have to fear pay any money or sacrifice years to find some peace of mind to find a way to believe in something
FRIENDS
this is a story of so-called friends, just opportunist, take what they can trust and honour are words to them they smile while they stab you in the back me i got my reasons, you really want to know theres not too much to tell you say that its hurt feelings i don't think betrayal's the mark of true friends i won't have to say it again can't look me in the eye your no friend of mine no reason no reason your just an asshole screw me out of everything i've worked hard for you say its just business nothing personal, you know i'll understand i say it's obvious what a fool i was to trust you never do it again. i don't need anybody to tell me what friends are for only for money coud you be such whores tell you what you want to hear take away allthe things you hold dear and they stab you in the back, so that's my story you know how it ends, don't let yourself get duped by a friend. trust and honour are words to them, they smile while they stab you in the back.
NOT GONNA TAKE IT
it's ok to scream out loud that way you feel so helpless and no one seeems to care they say they do but when you need a friend its not their problem they just don't understand now's the time to express your self let them know you're know fool cause they must listen to the rage, that says i'm not gonna take it anymore despair remains the greatest pain today fear and ignorance rule our every move they speak of change revolution and reform no matter what they say at best it stays the same so they try to dissect us now blaming alll theat don't agree using words of hate and blame while they steal and cheat and lie and hurt and kill they don't want you they don't need you they don't care about anyone except themselves and their way of life.
MY BARTENDER
he's always their for me at least until 2. he'll listen to my problems and pour a drink when i'm doesn't ever call me by my real name but some times he'll ask hey buddy who won the game!? he's my bartender he's so good to me but i like him even better when the drinks are free. sometimes i tell him my cash flow is low if you ould help me out you'd be a real good joe heknows the routine he's been through it before he'll shake his head and roll his eyes but he'll start to pour. he's my bartender he's so good to me but i like him even better when the drinks are free
TOMORROW
another cigarette, another cup of coffee another cup of empty dreams another wasted day i got no politics no faith no means no anything i got no confidence no reason to persist cuz i don't wanna see, don't wanna see tommorow and when the day is done i lie down with insomnia util the rising sun bathes me in a shroud of uselessness, incompetence this can't go on, this makes no sense another days gone by i can't find happiness cuz i don't wanna see don't wanna see tommorow i'm gonna take an elevator ride thireen floors up in the sky and look down onthis mess someday i'm gonna rise above this degradation,alienation this whole fucked up situation, and make it all go away...
THE LAST DAY OF THE YEAR.(EL ULTIMO DIA DEL ANO)
woke up it was the last day of the year people all around acting pretty weird living off of memories and recalling their regrets remembering the good and bad planning their ammemds. la vida buena es simple todo es bien bueno con alegria. do you think about things you'll never know tu piensas en la muerte o vives para hoy? oye somos los brigados juvetud vivos!!el ultimo dia del ano.
I HATE MY LIFE
woke up hung like a ton of bricks don't know where the hell i am whos this naked next to me what did i do i gotta pee can't work or go to school today can't remember if i do that anyways. got some money got no cllue the world's a mess what can i do. i hate my life i hate my life crashed the car lost the job i'm dirty smelly total slob, lot's of sex little love stimulation no satisfaction. life is hard life is stress life is such a pain in the ass saturday nite, i'm not dressed how can i go on i hate my life i hate my life your life's so bad theyre gonna take it take it all away, complain complain life sucks anyway it it's all so hard let them take it all away. why the competition why stress to death be happy with waht you have most have so much less i hope some day we realize how good it really is. yeah, i may hate my life at times but i always try to live
SECRET SONG!!!
what she said how come some one hasn't noticed that i'm dead. somebody needs tomorrow god knows i'm ready throw me into the ground waht she said but then all the rejection that she's had she'll pretend to be happy you know maybe that s the price for love.
SINK WITH KALIFORNIJA
1.Sink With California
2.Modest Proposal
3.Men In Blue (Part 1)
4.Sound And Fury
5.Fight To Unite
6.Jump Back
7.Blown Away
8.Live Life
9.What Are You Fighting For
10.Did You Wanna Die
11.You Don't Understand
12.The Circle
13.Duke Of Earl
14.What Will The Revolution Change
15.What Price Happiness?
16.Where Are We Going?
17.Who Can You Believe In?
18.On The Edge
19.Look In The Mirror
20.Care
21.Violence
SINK WITH CALIFORNIA
well i've been around the country and i've met a lot of kids some kids are smart and some kids are dumb but i don't pass judgement they're just having fun some kids get fucked up and others refrain but that's what makes the world so great no one should be the same the kids of the future you can see it in their eyes they must overcome nationality if the world is to survive and we'll sink with california when it falls into the sea oi i'm not from england, je ne suis pas de france ich bin nicht von deutschland and i can't dance well i could saay california it means nothing to me. i despise nationality shouldn't say that you're from north, south, east or west it's humanity that is the best yo no soy mexico, no sano de italia that's all the languages we know and actually we're from canada yes we loe to travel, but we love to see that california border, forever and a day we'll sink with california when it falls into the sea from the mountains, to the prairies from the desert to the sea i'd say california, it means nothing to me i despise territorality i don't care if you're from north, south, east or west live for humanity, forget the rest. yo i'm not from new york, i'm not from boston y'all i ain't from texas and i'm not patriotic cause the only patriotism that we really need is to sink with the world, with humanity and me
MODEST PROPOSAL
i don't know them they don't know me life is fucked reality can we maintain this paranoid hope or shall we just go on and cope i hate you hate but we don't know why i fight you fight blood is on the floor i hurt you hurt someone's gonna die please i'd like to make a modest proposal now examine the sorry state will the world just fluctuate or will a hand too carelessly strike and make real our horrors and our fright we push they push and it's judgement day we hide they hide but who can run away we save they save to carry on the race please i must make a modest propsal now listen to me and you should see that no one can survive this limited nuclear war jive we must stop this madness before it stops us please i'm making a passionate plea this is my modest proposal
MEN IN BLUE (PART 1)
what are we gonna do about the men in blue what are we gonna do they really pissed me off last night oh it was a terrible sight beating up on little kids i can't belive the hate with a vengeance they did beat it seemed such a pointless scene they love to instill the fear whenever they are near it just goes on and on what are we gonna do aobut the men in blue it's such a scary wat to live they take away what they should give you know they do whatever they can cause our rights are in their hands and there's nothingwe can do to stop it they killed a five year old boy his gun was just a toy they say they're really sorry so many more have died from their violent crimes that is how they protcet and serve us we feel so powerless they make so little sense they hate us they're our defense what are we gonna do about the men in blue
SOUND AND FURY
your heart starts beating fast and your blood begins to boil the music gets into your veins there's a feeling to destroy all the hate and anger has been building up inside got to let it out somehow before it takes your life adrenaline, response, noise in your head the music is a part of you it always will be sound & fury the power is just surging forward can you feel it sound & fury don't let it take hold of your mind sound & fury got to get into but can you get out of the sound & fury now your pulse has swelled up and your ready to explode the music spins you round and round and the urge to hurt takes hold you don't need a reason the crusing rhythm won't subside the thin line has been crossed and your on the violent side the music is now taking over will you let it sound & fury don't let it take hold of your mind sound & fury got to get into but can you get out of the sound & fury
FIGHT TO UNITE
there was a time not long ago when we'd get shit, everywhere we'd go but times have changed and so have we we're creeping up on society stop complaining don't you know we've still got a long way to go you gotta fight, fight, fight to unite you get discouraged, about wasting time on a bunch of kids with simple minds but kids can grow and minds get smart don't be negative it's a start no one's forced you, you can leave it's not impossible if you belive we've got to learn from their mistakes not just fill up this vacated place now's the time long ago it's time to prove this ain't no show fight and lill and claw our way think we'll make a better day use your minds that's what they're for don't waste time trying to even the score
JUMP BACK
in days of yore when old men were much younger than they are now their hearts and minds were of a different time life wasn't like it was now teher was a legend at this time about a gang who ruled these parts they robbed from the poor and gave to the rich and thought they were very smart they were called ronny and his merry band and that they were indeed the lived high on the hog they had no use for jobs ther were never in need they'd sing and dance and fight and play to show they were proud and bold they wouldn't realize one day that they could somehow get old jump back, jump back we must jump back to find the life we once led it cannot be dead \ we're men of a different time so ronny and his merry men rulded the land with an iron hand times had changed yet they remained the same as when they had began they couldn't return to the days of yore things wer falling apart you must move on life isn't a song and you can't go back to the start
BLOWN AWAY
it seems more and more the future's filled with uncertainty we seem to find ourselves living in an age of anxiety i know, we go, on living fearfully the leaders of the world won't realize their responsibility i say, i say will we get blown away can we go on existing hoping for another day one day, one day, we can get blown away or we can stop the madness before it's too late and we get blown away you tell me that you're scared well so am i we'll never get any answers asking the question why we can't, romance, keep living day to day we all must find some way to overcome the apathy i know, we go, on living fearfully we can't, romance, keep living day to day i know that many say there seems to be no way there's no deceiving me apearance is not reality death is the end of life ah, why should life all labour be let us alone; time driveth onward fast let us alone; what is it that will last? let us alone; what pleasure can we have to war with evil? is their any peace
LIVE LIFE
live life for life's sake each and every day no matter how bad things get you've got to live it that way you may think i live in a dream but tell me is it a crime to enjoy life to the extreme while you've got the time you got to live life no sense in despair there's meaning somewhere you've just got to search live life it's all you've got and there's not much that is given you can't overcome the mortality of your living it's true you didn't ask to be born so tell me why are you here we all know that life seems forlorn how can you analyze your fear?
WHAT ARE YOU FIGHTING FOR
you say you fight for feedom you say you fight for peace the army's there when we nee'em for our security i say you fight to kill i say you fight from hate you fight because your stupid seek glory in this state know your enemy, what are you fighting for there's a skinhead, there's a punk there's an oi boy, there's a jerk try to be different yet you end up the same keep on fighting things will nevser change is that the way because it had to be or is it just your fuckin' mentality do you hate them for the color of their skin or perhaps the country that thy were born in descriminate, annihilate is this the virtue of a rational man? fight for life, fight for your rights be an individual never lose sight knowledge is the way to see ignorance is your enemy
DID YOU WANNA DIE
i looked at you eith curiostiy but when you looked back, i turend away and i rember when you first spoke to me you told me you didn't want to live life day to day and i could see, if not for me you didn't have to die you seemed so confused, you could never decide if there was a problem you'd just run away and hide we seemed to agree there was no solution in suicide so why'd you feel compelled to go and take your life i never understood how you could end that way but i hadn't see you much berfore that final day and when you looked for me, i was out of sight
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
you don't understand the way we feel to you our lives are so unreal you hope it's just a passing fad we'll aspire to live the lives that you never had you say that we should not complain hear it over and over again but you don't seem to realize how uncertain you've made our lives criticize everything we do chastise what you don't aprove your life is lies we despise you can't even look me in the eyes to you our lives are so unwise you say that you hear everything but it's obvious you're not listening you don't understand, you can't realize, ignorance is in your eyes! you truth is just a point of view don't care about it or any of you you think you've made our lives so great no generation ever had such a fate
THE CIRCLE
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DUKE OF EARL
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WHAT WILL THE REVOLUTION CHANGE
look back on ages past will it ever change we make the mistakes again and again yet the problems still remain so what's the solution, what is the cause things are confused and nobody knows start a revolution for those who try to change despire your ideals do you know where you're going can you tell me, what will the revolution change machine guns and blood in the street learn to have no regrets in the name of revolution anything goes but death is all you get and now it's you who've wiped out the few who impose their rules on all of you what have you changes is it a game and death is all you get to spite your intentions, you make the conventions can you tell me , what will the revolution change
WHAT PRICE HAPPINESS?
what price happiness, a price you can't afford still we purue this feeling as though it were the greatest reward they say that love's the only way to find true happiness so why do we keep fighting for al life that makes no sense what price, what price happiness? how did the system of greed begin in pursuit of happiness to fill a need within they say there's nothing in this world that you can't buy yet the price of happiness is forever high what dose this word happiness signify t you just a fleeting feeling well that's nothing new our lives are short death is certain don't thing about that final curtain you're happy for so short a time happiness treads a very fine line for everyone that is happy ther are a million wh're sad poor, starving, fighting, dying for the elusive life we have!
WHERE ARE WE GOING?
driveing down the highway, just the other day we carried on so long then i realized we'd lost our way so we start to argue about so many things who was to blame we were going insane when i hear these voices sing oh... where are we going seems we've reached another stalemate that's alright i don't wanna fight i'm so sick of talking about how we could or might be change things, work it out i feel so trapped that i want to shout you know i'm seeing red all i hear are these voices in my head singin' it seems the world around me is a reflection of my life my trieals and tribulations are like problems of great nations as we travel on as a species we move farther from our past and i hope as we look into the future there'll be less anxiety singin'
WHO CAN YOU BELIEVE IN?
it seems that life is a system a duality at best a choice of taking this or that yet there's more than east or west don't limit yourself despite what you've been taught it's so hard to decide what's right or wrong until you get caught it's difficult to understand and i know it get's confusing trust and faith are just mere words, so always ask your self who can you belive in the politics that run our lives the institutions that guide us don't always work the way they should they seem to function despite us what's in the food we eat what's in the air we breathe what do we need tos ustain us, the knowledge of one man's life is not enough to maintain us when you think about it there is so little that we know everything is relative and most is just for show so when you find your world crashing down all around you close your eyes and listen to yourself and then let go
ON THE EDGE
what kind of evil is inside of you you lie to my face when you tell me your truth you're not the same girl that i used to know you live in a nightmare you whole life's a show that's on the edge on the edge it goes on and on, on and on so many things you do just for fun not much you can do that hasn't been done no sense in giving if you've got nothing to give no sense in living if you don't want to live deny the problem but it won't go away look to your future, not day to day you can't run away when the problem's inside you've got to find the source you just can't hide no one can help you, you don't want their help a slap in the face is better than a stab in the back
LOOK IN THE MIRROR
sometimes when i look in the mirror i can't see my face only the memories of this painful and lonely place the music just makes me think and wonder why what was she thinking when she looked into my eyes can she see the voicestrapping me is there any reasons to give some meaning to our lives when i look in the mirror sometimes, i can see clearer sometimes, when i look in the mirror sometimes, i can see clearer then myself who are you fightin, what are you fighting for you may win a battle, but you can never win the war can you see it can you feel it, insanity it's all just a part of never being free
CARE
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VIOLENCE
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HAPPY HOUR
1.All Style No Substance
2.Better Without You
3.Punk Rock Mom
4.Guns Are For.....
5.Let Me Be
6.Its Not Enough
7.Alive By Machine
ALL STYLE NO SUBSTANCE
the info-mercial home shopping club. the money flows from young and old cash cash cow coming home. all style no substance. the flashy cars expensive clothes a house with 50 rooms. empty lives bitchy vibes the smell of stale perfume. the candidate makes promises on the campaign trail. once they're in it's only sin and mostly they fail. america land of opportunity they'll sell you anything cause nothing here is free. america defined by your tv money greed corruption it feeds cause nothing here is free. casting couches madames houses it doesn't happen here. whores abound in tinsel town for at least 100 years. break the law take a fall not with your connections. your bank account will save your ass everyone's corrupted.
BETTER WITHOUT YOU
i need to say my life has turned around today. i know i'm lucky to be here. its been hard but i know i'm strong. i can survive. it's true the pain reminds me too. when we firs met. i thought you were that one for me. the dream too good be to be true. we were young had no real experience. love was still a wild ride. at first it was easy we had so much fun. then when you beat me i knew you were scum. you'd scream and you'd hurt me and treat me like dirt. and all the i'm sorry never changed a thing. i'd never dreamed you could treat someone like this. the broken bones convinced me quick. of course you say you had the right to act this way our love would triumph over all why must i prove that i was abused the evidence is all over me perhaps it's true that you were beaten and abused, the pain is all over you it's never right to take it out on someone else and pass it on. the lie of love is more abuse. but i'm much better without you finally rid of you. the police say i shouldn't feel afraid just testify to end it all. but they can't know the pain i feel everyday. the beating the rapping's the treatment like shit. is it really so suprising she cut off his dick.
PUNK ROCK MOM
when i was young and not so wise i used to hang around with all the crazy guys so i was a wild punk rock girl now that i'm older ill never settle down i wanna be a punk rock mom i'm tired of this selfishness sick of all the games i want someone to love me for why and who i am need someone to love me unconditionally baby's having baby's is a problem all i ever wanted is to be someone i know i'll be happy with a daughter or a son not much is better than being a mother and have let yours know that you love her did you ever think about what you would do without the mother that birthed and cared for you
GUNS ARE FOR
tommy was a good boy no one ever dreamed he'd do such a foolish thing then mom heard the screams he'd been told a million time these were not toys why don't you ask the dead what guns are for now he's lying in a pool of blood his friends puking on the floor dad's magnum lying by the door how could this happen here bang bang your dead play the little kids growing up on tv hell people been killing people all through the centuries scream about the constitution and how the government must listen t people have the right to keep and bear arms nra and politicians semi-automatic weapons do the people have the right to shoot and kill people kill people guns are just tools but they are made for just one thing and that's to kill
LET ME BE
you think you know me you don't know shit talking about me have we even met don't wanna hear another word about me from youand if i do you'll curse the day you opened you mouth oh just let me be don't get close stay away form me i don't want your sympathy don't need your help this is my life get the hell out you don't need violence to hurt someone there are many ways to kill without taking a life the only hurt greater than heartbreak is death but at least when you die its usually quick i don't need anyone to tell me all the things i could have done if you're a friend you'll leave me alone
ITS NOT ENOUGH
i believe that we have dreams of another world where we truly live in peace if its naive then call me a fool but in t his crazy place dreams are really all we have its not enough to say that you are helpless no its not enough to scream you cant take it no its not enough you can do more than make excuses for abuses that leave this hell on earth disease where nothing makes sense so we learn to live in pain cry keep on asking why and understand no one said it was easy everytime i think that its too late i ember the dreams and hang onto the little things cause nothings what it seems you can throw your hands in the air crawl inside with despair realize the lies and hatred aren't the only choice its not enough to say that you are helpless no its not enough to scream you cant take it no its not enough to speak of how you'd change no its not enough it never is everyday i try to understand the violence raging thorough this land yet all i see just baffles me what the hell is wrong with us all guns kill that's a fact excuses wont bring the dead back stop the money sot the greed that fuels this killing machine
ALIVE BY MACHINE
it could be late one nite or the middle of the day bone-crushing accident or the pain of slow decay can the young life fight will the old one fade away the miracle of science saves them another day alive by machine better than faith hope & dreams alive by machine is this really life support when one cannot be alive probably not less than thirty years ago alive without a life me i'm better off dead outside the window the sounds of life go on but in this lonely place the rhythm is forlorn keep you beating breathing feeding never think or feel life is more than functions of the body and a prayer
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