1.Dd Don't Like Ska
She don't like the Toasters or the Skeletones
She'd rather pound some beers
And listen to the Ramones
Hemet backyard parties or hanging out at Johnnie's
'Fucking A／ right man', this is what she says
She loves alcohol, not Toots and the Maytals
Give her another beer, she'll kick your face in baby
DD don't like ska, yes it's true
She likes to party like Motley Crue
DD don't likes ska, life's a bitch
She likes to get fucked up and do fucked up shit
DD don't like ska, yes it's true
She likes to party like Motley Crue
DD don't likes ska, life's a bitch
She likes to get fucked up and do fucked up shit
No trombones or saxophones
Skany guitars will make her groan
Smoking weed and not feeling irie
Fuck you hippies yelling at parties
Sloppy Seconds, Subhumans
She'll sing those songs again and again
Come back DD,DD come back to me
Let's Go!
2.Smile Now, Cry Later
The Voodoo lady must have put a spell on me,
(Because) I'm not the same as I used to be.
No regrets, just lack of memories,
And always sleeping with the enemy.
There's no luck in Nevada,
Just misfortune and misery.
Hiding behind Elvis Presley,
The devil sits there waiting for me.
I wake up at the Happy Hour
With all the miserable souls like me,
To soak my thoughts of poverty
And hiding pain with shots of cheap whiskey.
Cut-out pictures on my concrete walls
Tell the story (of) what I've left behind,
Tattoos teardrops under my eyes
Prove that even locos cry.
Smile now, cry later.
Smile now.
Sometimes I see that guy that has it figured out,
Is he happy with prosperity？
Taking no risk, so ordinary,
Walking the line of conformity.
Tears of a clown locked in a cage.
I read the book with missing pages.
Is it sorrow or frustration
That keeps me in this reality？
Smile now, cry later.
Smile now
3.Ghettoblaster
'Come with Uncle and hear all proper,
Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones.
You are invited.'
Out of my system, onto your streets.
We're bringin' a dose of reality.
Lower the chaos, set it free,
Isn't it the way it's supposed to be？
Many try to label me,
But there's no possibility.
Got to turn it up,
And we'll bring it down.
Got to turn it up.
Noise pollution is all I see,
Infected airwaves, they plague me.
Mass hysteria, no mass history.
What do we get？ No quality.
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Buying and selling musical commodities.
Give them enough rope and they'd hang me.
Under the radar from your reality,
This one's for the people keeping ears to the street.
Got to turn it up,
Then we'll bring it down.
Got to turn it up.
And we'll bring it down.
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
Blast the system. (Ghettoblaster!)
4.We Represent
No persona hypocrites,
'Suit-and-tie-guy' politics,
Phony media derelicts.
It's not what we represent.
Corporate environment
Affecting the way I live,
Created by the government.
It's not what we represent.
Oil, gas and prices,
Rise above the U.S. masses,
Say good bye to middle class.
It's not what we represent.
Fighting in a foreign land,
Killing someone in Baghdad.
Don't even know the other man.
It's not what we represent.
Vote for someone else's plan,
One that we don't understand.
Take your soul, guiding your hand,
It's not what we represent.
Censorship dehumanized,
Human struggles televised.
For the sake of bottom lines,
It's not what we represent.
We represent what's left,
We represent the generation next.
We represent what's left,
What's going to become of you and me？
We represent what's left,
We represent the generation next.
We represent what's left,
What's going to become of you and me？
5.Musical Pollution
Musical pollution,
We raid the airwaves.
Audio ammunition,
Emotions set with chords and rhymes.
Taking all my chances,
Too poor to go for broke,
Let others be complacent,
My action and my words.
I'm the one who hasn't been slowed down,
Taking my chances and sacrifices.
No looking back at the long road now,
Time and distance that I've seen.
Who's going to be the one to break this down,
Hold it now and show you how.
Put it in your system, bring it loud,
Let it deliver me.
Until the last one hits the ground,
I'll get it out of my system.
Put my mark on this world and turn it out,
And get it out of my system.
Blood and sweat, tears, action now,
I'll get it out of my system.
Kill the fear, burn it down,
And get it out of my system.
Taking risks and losing chances,
And get it out of my system.
Face the race, lose the answers,
I'll get it out of my system.
Swallow pride, humility and anger,
And get it out of my system.
Another message sent with danger,
I'll get it out of my system.
I'm the one who hasn't been slowed down,
Taking my chances and sacrifices.
No looking back at the long road now,
Time and distance that I've seen.
Who's going to be the one to break this down,
Hold it now and show you how.
Put it in your system, bring it loud,
Let it deliver me.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system.
I'll get it out of my system
6.Disaster
Can I play with madness？ Can I ride the lightning？
Flirting with disaster, I got my own course.
A little bit of violence, feeling something loco,
Make this thing go faster, I've got my own sense.
Go faster, go faster,
Go faster, you're flirting with disaster.
Go faster, go faster,
Disaster, you're flirting with disaster.
Taken to the limit, beaten to submission.
On my (own) two wheeled mission far away from home.
Riding the last highway, I'll lose you at the crossroads,
Burning in the desert, relined all the way.
Go faster, go faster,
Go faster, you're flirting with disaster.
Go faster, go faster,
Disaster, you're flirting with disaster.
Go faster, go faster,
Go faster, you're flirting with disaster.
Go faster, go faster,
Disaster, you're flirting with disaster.
Ducking the man's radar, passing through the station,
Don't smell no Motorolas, I'm in no one's sight.
Gone since I remember, last to see the desert,
(My) Only lasting memories, the ones I left behind
7.Día De Los Muertos
Ya llego el tiempo no pueden descansar,
Ya llego la hora ya quieren matar.
Corriendo en la calle ciudad de Riverside,
Ya bienen los monstruos esta cerca la verdad.
Tienen nuevo playto que quieren estrenar,
Tirando el ejemplo vaya todo dar.
Ya llego el tiempo no pueden rechasar,
Ya llego la hora esta cerca la verdad.
No le hagas lucha te van hacer bailar,
Ya llego el Vudu, rompiendo tu ciudad.
Hey! Hey!
Hey!
Ya llego el tiempo no pueden descansar,
Ya llego la hora ya quieren matar.
Ya llego el tiempo no pueden rechasar,
Ya llego la hora esta cerca la verdad.
Dia de los muertos!
Dia de los muertos!
Dia de los muertos!
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Dia de los muertos!
8.Bastard Music
It's not the kind that makes you want to sing,
Save the world and fix everything.
No pre-planned message to make you think,
Just crack a beer and take a drink.
No words to get your mental fix,
Or sissy la-la girlfriend shit.
Leave our spikes and fashions out,
Just drink the piss and start the pit.
Bastard music, it's everywhere!
Bastard music, it's fuckin' in the air!
We're pissed off at the world today,
In youth and anti we believe.
Singing out anthems, we represent
What's true to us in retrospect.
What isn't normal, is to us.
A way of life and our routine.
In ignorance and hell we trust,
Break the boundaries (and) smash them up.
Bastard music, it's everywhere!
Bastard music, it's fuckin' in the air!
Bastard music, it's everywhere!
Bastard music, it's fuckin' in the air!
9.Enter The Dragon
When the smog clears and the sun goes down
Your life begins, 'til you hit the ground.
Let's go.
Soaking it all up, with pain and misery,
It's not for everyone, but it works for me.
That's right.
Taking all victims, here come the shots,
Shout out his name, enter the dragon.
Taking all victims, here come the shots,
Shout out his name, enter the dragon.
Staring at the clock, time is catching up,
Start feeling the hand leading you away.
Looking in the glass, black circles plaguing me,
Get myself a chance, the chance to sit with me.
Taking all victims, here come the shots,
Shout out his name, enter the dragon.
Taking all victims, here come the shots,
Shout out his name, enter the dragon.
Enter the dragon!
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