Sockeye

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PO BOX 2143
Stow, OH                 (Transcibed by IAMHOLTZ@oak.grove.iup.edu)
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DAVE: vocals  DARREL: drums  GREG: guitar  MARK: bass BRAD: bass, keyboards

FUCKIN' FUCKIN' FUCKIN' FUCKIN' SHIT
I'm told to waste my life working on the job
But it's my boss' life and money that I am going to rob
I don't need to be told by a corpse like you
All the things in life that I should do
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit!
Try to keep me complaent by compounding your lies
But I'll be the one whose laughing when its you who dies
Some day I'll see you bankrupt and bleeding out the rear
When your kingdom's shattered and you've been fistfucked by a queer
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit!
I won't work for you; take your job and jam it up your butt
I won't live my life out serving as your private slut
But don't put me down and call me names
Because as we speak your restaurants going up in flames
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit
It's all just fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' fuckin' shit!

STRAIGHT EDGE FAG
You say that you chose not to smoke
Well that just makes you a fuckin' joke
And then you say we shouldn't drink
Shows what you know, you goddamn dink
You're a straight edge fag
You're a stupid gay
You're a straight edge fag
You love Youth Of Today
You say, "take care of your mind and don't abuse it"
Problem is you don't even use it
Sex is also an abuse or so you say
That's probably because you're a fuckin' gay
You're a straight edge fag
You're a stupid gay
You're gonna bash those who don't agree
Now Sockeye's got it's own bashing spree
We'll clean the town of straight edge thugs
And make the streets safe for all those drugs!

20000 LAWNS
A retarted fellow lives down the block
For 25 bucks, he'll suck on your cock
He's overworked, he's underpaid
20000 more lawns to mow before he gets laid
He eats free pizza at awards ceremonies
Honarary member of three fraternaties
He's overpraised
His eyes are stupid and glazed
20000 more lawns to mow before he gets laid
Before he gets laid
Before he gets liad
Before he has sex
Special Olympics, he waits all year
But not as much as his mother's pap smear
Fucking fat pervert watches his sister undress
Looks at his hands, Whoops! There's a mess!
He's dressed in red leather
Pages glued together
20000 more lawns to mow before he gets laid
Before he gets laid
Before he gets liad
Before he has sex

VEGETARIANS ARE WIMPS
At the dinner table, take a seat
On your plate, a big slab of meat
But you say it's a meal you won't eat
Don't you know it's a fucking treat?
Don't be a wimp, have some steaks
Vegetarians just ain't got what it takes
Grab a rifle and let's hunt down some dinner
Because a vegetarian cannot be a winner
Nothing beats a nice slab of veal
Your rabbit food is not my meal!
So don't be a wimp, have some steaks
Vegetarians just ain't got what it takes
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