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+ | ====== Paroles ====== | ||
+ | ===== Fast Times ===== | ||
+ | ==== Riot Act ==== | ||
+ | Start a riot? I don't buy it! (x3) | ||
+ | I've spent all of this time | ||
+ | Erasing the gender line | ||
+ | And you draw it right back | ||
+ | Twice as dark | ||
+ | I'm all for sisterhood | ||
+ | But not if it means my brother' | ||
+ | I won't participate in a fight based | ||
+ | On reverse discrimination | ||
+ | That's all it is | ||
+ | Reverse discrimination | ||
+ | It's the nineties | ||
+ | And the nineties is a time to find | ||
+ | The strength within yourself | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== New Blood ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Hey little punk girl you're just like me | ||
+ | Blood red lipstick and braces on your teeth | ||
+ | Lying to your parents to go to that show out of state | ||
+ | Getting grounded cuz you came home to late | ||
+ | Got your first stage dive high not too long ago | ||
+ | Showing off the bruises you got dancing at a show | ||
+ | Hardcore isn't going to die | ||
+ | Because the new generation has arrived | ||
+ | Hardcore ain't gonna die | ||
+ | Cuz the new generation' | ||
+ | New Blood flowing through to keep the scene alive | ||
+ | New Blood (x3) | ||
+ | Hey little punk girl you're just like me | ||
+ | I see you it's like looking in a mirror | ||
+ | That reflects the time when I was fifteen | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Vent ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Aggravation builds up inside | ||
+ | Pent up frustration we need to hide | ||
+ | I need to scream to let my anger show | ||
+ | I need to vent to let it go | ||
+ | Demons inside I don't want to keep | ||
+ | Music is my release got to let it out | ||
+ | Cause when I play it takes me away | ||
+ | To another place got to let it out | ||
+ | Anxiety tied up in knots frustrated | ||
+ | I just can't take it anymore | ||
+ | The same old shit as before | ||
+ | Demons inside I don't want to keep | ||
+ | Music is my release got to let it out | ||
+ | Cause when I play it takes me away | ||
+ | To another place got to let it out | ||
+ | Music is my escape my chance to get away | ||
+ | When I just can't take it | ||
+ | To set my soul at ease now I can totally be free | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Where Were You ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | It was summer 1988 club music ruled that shit's for fools | ||
+ | I was tired of hearing bass beats out of every car that drove by | ||
+ | So I was flipping the dial on the radio when those power chords | ||
+ | Grabbed my heart | ||
+ | The song was 'No Reason Why', the show was Radio Riot and I | ||
+ | fuckin' | ||
+ | Where were you when you fell in love with hardcore? | ||
+ | Was it at a show? On pirate radio? In your big brother' | ||
+ | When you got your Docs, suited up punk rock | ||
+ | Beat up by jocks one afternoon? | ||
+ | When did you first dive off the stage? | ||
+ | Were you serenaded by Ian McKaye? | ||
+ | When that stranger in the pit picked you up off the floor | ||
+ | Was it getting your hand stamped at City Garden' | ||
+ | Paid admission had lots of fun | ||
+ | Woah where were you when you first found the underground | ||
+ | Woah where were you when your ears first kissed that punk rock sound | ||
+ | Woah where were you when you said mainstream kiss my ass | ||
+ | Woah where were you when you threw Mtv to the trash | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Good Stuff ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | I need that fix, I need it quick | ||
+ | I am a fiend I'm an adrenaline junkie | ||
+ | The strength of ten men cannot stop me | ||
+ | When I am hopped up on my own adrenaline | ||
+ | Adrenaline is what I need, pumping, pumping, through my veins | ||
+ | Adrenaline is what I need, can't you hear my heart racing? | ||
+ | Adrenaline is what I need, pure chemical energy | ||
+ | Adrenaline is what I need, you can't buy that stuff on the street | ||
+ | Don't need to shoot up don't need to pop a pill I don't need to sniff it up I don't need to chug it down | ||
+ | Don't need to take a trip don't need to take a hit don't need to make a deal the real thing is inside me | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== The Tread ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | No one's perfect I know I don't claim to be | ||
+ | So why do you insist on constantly judging me? | ||
+ | Just trying to live out life without getting too many scars | ||
+ | But every little thing I do you make sure to tear apart | ||
+ | Aiming to please you is not what I'm about | ||
+ | Even when I do everything right you will search | ||
+ | Something wrong out | ||
+ | I struggle not to sink that would be too easy | ||
+ | I tread the water I tread the water | ||
+ | And keeping my head up only makes me stronger | ||
+ | What did I do now? Just let me know | ||
+ | You don't hesitate to tell everyone else so | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Beehive ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Ya know I got this job this job just gets in the way | ||
+ | Of what I really want for me | ||
+ | I'll do it tomorrow I'm too tired from working | ||
+ | No I can't go out tonight I gotta get up early | ||
+ | Time passes by so quickly each day | ||
+ | So busy working forgot to play! | ||
+ | Live it up now kid live it up hard | ||
+ | Never mind what they say follow what you're told by your heart | ||
+ | Cuz you've only got one shot (x4) | ||
+ | It would be nice to live a life that is free | ||
+ | It would be nice to lay on grass that is green | ||
+ | Instead of working for the queen bee | ||
+ | Who spends all day enjoying his own honey | ||
+ | Surrender to the colony can't escape the cost of living | ||
+ | So I put aside my dreams in order to make those ends meet | ||
+ | Punch in punch out punch in overtime | ||
+ | Punch in punch out punch in punch out punch in punch out overtime | ||
+ | I want to be where the grass is green, is there even such a thing? | ||
+ | I see a light at the end of the tunnel and that's the day I can say | ||
+ | I QUIT! | ||
+ | When did this become a time when dreams are built on an assembly line | ||
+ | Not mine! | ||
+ | The day just started and my mind's already on quitting time | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Garbage Day ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sunrise I open my eyes I knew that it was garbage day | ||
+ | I heard the truck coming down the block | ||
+ | It's almost here to haul me away | ||
+ | I got canned when I tried to make you my man | ||
+ | Tried to make you my man that's when I got canned | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== Fast Times ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Racing by on this road | ||
+ | Hypnotized by the lines | ||
+ | I put the pedal to the metal | ||
+ | Because these are fast times | ||
+ | I'm the driver behind the wheel | ||
+ | I'm aggressive made of steel | ||
+ | The end of the road is where I want to be | ||
+ | There' | ||
+ | Full tank, music, lots of room to take | ||
+ | Whoever I want | ||
+ | Come on be my co-pilot | ||
+ | All the lights are green | ||
+ | Fast Times (x3) | ||
+ | Full speed ahead | ||
+ | Fast Times (x3) | ||
+ | Don't let these good times end | ||
+ | Pack a bag, strap yourself in, | ||
+ | Hold onto your seats | ||
+ | This is where the trip begins | ||
+ | Fast times, fast times, full speed ahead go! | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== We Don't Care ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | We're not supposed to be here but we don't care | ||
+ | We should be doing homework but that's too square | ||
+ | They say that punk is junk | ||
+ | Our T-shirts are all stunk | ||
+ | Our teachers say we'll flunk | ||
+ | But we don't care NO we don't care | ||
+ | We shaved off all our hair so people stop and stare | ||
+ | But we don't care NO we don't care | ||
+ | They laugh at all the bands we know, but we don't care | ||
+ | They told us that we can't go home, but we don't care | ||
+ | Cuz' we are into something that can't compare | ||
+ | And we don't care NO we don't care | ||
+ | We like to dress in glam make all the noise we can | ||
+ | And if we get into a jam we don't care | ||
+ | NO WE DON'T CARE! |