NOFX - So Long And Thank You For The Shoes

NOFX

So Long And Thank You For The Shoes

 


1: It's my job to keep punk rock elite
2: Kids of the k-hole
3: Murder the government
4: Monosyllabic girl
5: 180 degrees
6: All his suits are torn
7: All outta angst
8: I'm telling Tim
9: Champs élysées
10: Dad's bad news
11: Kill rock stars
12: Eat the meek
13: The desperation's gone
14: Flossing a dead horse
15: Quart in session
16: Falling in love

 

1: It's my job to keep punk rock elite

Indescriminate i'd rather be elite I'll choose my own shit scene Unsubstatiated rumors flown are true I'm here for me not you Nonconglumurate I mean what I say I'm not your fucking scape goat Apparently I've alienated some It seems my job's half done You'll never understand it Try buy and brand it I win, you lose, cause its my job to keep punk rock elite This music ain't your fuckin' industry

Kids of the K-hole

Everybody needs some time away Just stuck in the k-hole again An is hour holiday Just stuck in the k-hole again, just once again Mrs. Kitty ketamine your perseverance may Outlast my ambition to go home Infatuation with your dark side, I obey Forbidden pleasures, I have grown to loathe/love Somewhere between Eden and north Utopia Somewhere beneath Astral Plain I've taken residence on sybaritic soil You won't be seeing me again You won't be seeing me again Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs won't help me get back home The home is where the heart is, I've been told 'Cause I promised my heart to her she cooked it medium well Then preceded to swallow it whole It may sound good to you It may sound Oh so wrong Just stuck in the k-hole again Winter's broken, summer's gone Just stuck in the k-hole again Just once again.

3: Murder the government

I wanna see the constitution burn Wanna watch the white hourse overturn wanna witness some blue blood bleed red I wanna tar and lynch the KKK I wanna pull and shoot the NRA I wanna pay the lobbyists to kill themselves I wanna dose the DEA I wanna join the CIA (not really) Murder the government, Murder the government Murder the government, and then do it again.. yeah Murder the government, Murder the government Murder the government, and then Murder the government

4: Monosyllabic girl

I take her to aquarium, she says shark I take her to the planitarium, she says its dark I take her to the seaside Where she likes to spin and twirl She says sure and cool and yeah She's my monosyllabic girl I take her to the university, shesays huh I take her to our anniversary, she says one I take her to the jewelry store I say diamond, she says pearl Oh everyone know I'm in love with a monosyllavbic girl

5: 180 degrees

It's so easy to defend the status quo With everyone so cool and cynical But when you see the end don't justify the means It's just that 180 degrees The greatest thing about bein' a human The ability to reason But reasoning don't work when no one cares 2 parts apathy, one part despair Guess what, this might come as a surprise I'll no longer roll my eyes A chance of heart to let the conscience breath One quick twist, just 180 degrees Yeah, I know the right thing to do Yeah, anti tradition tried and true Yeah, A world where wrong has right of way Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that heirarchy Go ahead, work, waste your life away Fuck that world, go fuck that right of way

6: All his suits are torn

Billy Cobin lost it all We knew he would eventually Some wonder why he took the fall Others just ask who the hell is he and why should we care for him A baggy man with baggy clothes A face made of paper mache He lost his humor years ago Along with his molars His head planted beneath his shoulders Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane Don't throw me out with the bath water Don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me

7: All out of angst

I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out I got no one to blame, nothing to change I got no evil to fight Obe thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst society don't bother me and there's something wrong with that So I'm off to Pakistan, Learn the laws of Islam Fundamemtalism, forget that rock-N-roll No cigarettes, no drink, In fact It's difficult to think about getting laid When you don't even get to see her face I'm not insane I'm not insane, I'm not liquored I got nothin' to do, Nothing to lose I got no place to call home One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that Next stop Mongolia Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with ya Thown out that handicap No stepping out till spring, In fact it's defficult to sing when it's 20 below and that's during the day I'm not insane

I'm telling Tim

You better watch out, you better not cry You better put out records DIY Cause It's not what you've done, it's what you've been If you fuck up, I'm telling Tim Take you out of book your own life part six You won't play again at ABC When you're gonna ostracized like lawrence When I tell Tim, I'm telling Tim I'm telling Tim,  I'm telling Tim

9: Champs élysées

Champs élysées... Je me promenais sur l'avenue.Le coeur ouvert à l'inconnu. J'avais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui. N'importe qui et ce fut toi. Je te dit n'importe quoi, il suffisait de te parler pour t'apprivoiser. (chorus) Au champs élysées. Au champs élysées. Au soleil ou sous la pluis, a midi ou a minuit. Il y a tout ce que vous voulez au champs élysées. Tu m'à dis j'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous qui vivent la guitare à la main du soir au matin. Alors je t'ai accompagner ,on a chanter on a danser mais on n'à même pas pensé s'embrasser. (chorus)(2x)

10: Dad's bad news

Don't believe a word your grandfather says He's been classified grade A psychotic You see it from the hole in his head A saner man would have used a bigger gun Degeneration AH AH AH AH AH The lunatic clause was written for you The Story sponken is a story unheard by you so listen cause it's unbelievable A certain trait has passed while centuries turned This certain trait has been a family tradition No simple way to tell you, son We share the same red tainted blood I'm gonna kill me, you're gonna kill you Killing you... Don't believe a word you're grandfater says Don't believe a word you're grandfater says Don't believe a word you're grandfater says He's a psychotic, a grade A psychotic

11: Kill rock stars

Kill the rock stars how ironic, Kathleen You've been crowned the newest queen Kinda like the punk rock Gloria Steinham You can't change the world by blaming men Can't change the world by hating man Just cause I don't know the reason you're so pissed Don't dare tag me mysoginist I thought the goal here was mutual respect Not constructing a separate sect I wish I could have seen Courtney Demonstrate some real mysoginy Can't change the world by hating men

12: Eat the meek

Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Because there's never gonna be enough space So eat the meek, savor the taste It's always gonna be a delicacy Lick your chops and eat the meek Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe The factory mass producing fear, bottled capped, distributed near and far Sold for a reasonable price And the people, they love it, they feed it Brush with it, bathe with it, Breathe with it Inject it direct to the blood It seems to be replacing love Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Because there always gonna be taken truth Forgotten code discarded youth You know there's always gonna be pedigree One own the air, one pay to breathe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe Y mussed oui stay wear wee don't bee longe

13: The desperation's gone

Trip down the stairs into hell Cathay De I miss your smell A mixture of puke, beer, stale piss fuck, sweat, and fear Adrenaline addicted, the blood leak From my head kinda concerned my friends But at the time it felt so right The music blaring on.  Now that desperation's gone The desperation's gone Turn, tune the knob k-go Some alterna radio Strategic marketing hype, media, stereotype Has our music been castrated? Yes To you it may sound good To me it sounds all wrong The notes and chords sound similar The same forbidden beat, but the derperation's gone (the song's the same) But the desperation's gone

15: Quart in session

It's funny how nothing seems much fun anymore to me now that I quit the drink 'cause soberness might be what I need but it's certainly not how I wanna be Nothing seems much fun anymore to me Consequence never had any time to think About what coulda, shoulda, happen to me C-Common sense my parents said I Didn't have any, but now look whose got the dough No longer born to lose Put away my party shoes Missin' the alcohol Don't feel like goin' out Nothing worth singin' about Missin' the alcohol Without tonic N gin Withough no vicodin Nothing seems much fun anymore to me (x4)

16: Falling in love

Blast oxygen masks, smoke filled cabin Depressurize, don't be afraid, hold onto me we're goin down, but not our love Death don't seem so bad, 'cause i'm with you My only love, so close your eyes Kiss me one last time, we're gonna die, but not our love, not our love