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Skank Bank
03:06
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I was depressed so I listened to some emo
I was angry so I listened to some hardcore punk
I wanted to get down so I went to some clubs
I don’t like techno but I love getting drunk
chorus:
I was feeling happy so I put on some ska
Ska ska ska ska ska ska ska ska
I live to skank, I skank to live
Won’t you come skank with me
Went to the show but I didn’t want to go
I wanted to go home and listen to something slow
But with the crew so loud we’re waking the dead
Blasting metal ’cause it makes me bang my head
[chorus] (x2)
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2. |
Billy the Kid
01:50
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Billy the Kid and his dog Ralph
They were outlaws down south
Robbing liquor stores, a bank heist here or there
Childhood was harsh, living conditions were fair
But Billy and his dog Ralph
Wanted more than some convenience stores
So they tried to kill the president
Posing as some White House residents
The plan didn’t work out too well
They both got shot and now they’re living in Hell
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Hey hey hey
Fuck you
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3. |
Pasta Sauce Junkie
02:54
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verse 1:
I see you at the supermarket everyday
You run for the pasta sauce and no one gets in your way
You fill up your basket with that red junk
And if it’s on sale I guess you’re in luck
[verse 1]
chorus:
You’re addicted to ragù
You don’t eat pasta too
You just pop open the lid
And chow down like a kid
Break it down
But on one horrible, frightful evening
You saw the store was out of stock and it left you grieving
You went home and shot yourself in the foot
But you went to the doctor and now you’re good as new
Or are you
[chorus]
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4. |
WHIP IT!!!
01:24
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Crack that whip
Give the past a slip
I don’t know the words
When a problem comes along
You must whip it
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5. |
Phil
00:47
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6. |
A.D.D.
04:09
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I never paid attention in English class
The girl in front of me had a nice ass
So I couldn’t help but stare as she walked by me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Just as the teacher asked me a question
I didn’t know the answer because I don’t pay attention
So I just said
“Shut the hell up bitch
Don’t you see this girl has a nice ass?”
And she told me to get out of class
And it’s all because of my attention deficit disorder
Disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder disorder
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7. |
Join the Club
05:26
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verse 1:
Was gonna call my friends and get ’em all together
I was gonna go and start a band
But everything I wanna do has already been done
Why would I wanna go and do it again
And it goes a little somethin’ like this
Hey hey
Yeah yeah yeah
[verse 1]
Everybody
Everybody
Everybody plays guitar (but not very well)
She’s so cute if you know what I mean
She’s the cutest little girl that I’ve ever seen
Maybe she’ll like me if I play guitar
Maybe she’ll like me if I’m the lead singer
Yeah
Oh yeah
There’s so many bands
And they all look the same
I just saw them up on stage
And I don’t remember how good they played
He can’t sing
But I’d pay just to see her face
Everybody’s in a band
Yeah yeah yeah
Have you heard of my band
Ooh ooh ooh
And I try to be different
But I guess that’s nothing new
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8. |
Randomly Stupid
02:50
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chorus:
He sold his brains for beans
Now he’s got beans for brains
But it doesn’t matter ’cause everybody’s insane
The lights are home but nobody’s on
Reading apricots is so much fun
My jacket’s straight and my walls are soft
I play Tomb Raider ’cause Lara Croft is hot
[chorus]
Two flew over my cuckoo’s nest
I like cereal straight outta my chest
My jacket’s straight and my walls are padded
As a baby you know I was dropped
So pick it up
[chorus]
Alright I don’t know the words to this part
[chorus]
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9. |
Trapped like Rats…
04:53
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Ask me which way to go (which way to go)
Ask me which sin to bear (which sin to bear)
I’ll tell you I don’t know
Our hearts are full of woe
Our heads are full of trash
We’d better stop and get some gas
Peter’s getting kooky on Blatz
And we’re trapped like rats in Myers Flat
We never stop to rationalize
We just get in the car (in the car)
If we don’t blow this fucking taquería
Then we won’t get very far (very far)
I thought I’d left my troubles home
But my hand got caught in the door (in the door)
This highway isn’t so predictable
It just changes, and it changes, and it changes some more
My eyes are made of glass
We’d better stop and get some gas
Godot said he’d be back in a flash
He left us trapped like rats in Myers Flat
Did Brigham already pass us
Or is he slow as molasses
They left me here, I’m all alone
Now the population’s 101
Oh oh oh oh
You know I haven’t slept in days
But I’ve never felt this giddy before (this giddy before)
I’ll finish off another wounded soldier
And I’ll pass out on the floor (on the floor)
It would help if I could talk
But for now all I can do is just sing (is just sing)
I’m sorry if I left you out in the rain
Do I miss you? Yeah I missed you ’cause I didn’t swing
My head is full of trash
We’d better stop and get some gas
Put in a tape by The Clash
And we’re trapped like rats in Myers Flat
This homesickness is killing me
Caught up in this sad-song reverie
I know it’s no use fighting time
Don’t want to leave this road behind
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10. |
Psycho Ska
03:09
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Psycho ska is on the loose
Don’t worry, it’ll come get you soon
Make you skank to death, you’ll like it too
You’ll be on your knees, begging for more, singin’
Oh my god, you guys are so cool
breakdown (x3):
Who’s the kid with the checkerboard slip-ons?
(Skanonymous we hate you)
We hate you too
Psycho ska is on the go
Goin’ to underground clubs to watch it flow
You might say “What’s psycho ska?”
It’s what’s in your face, making you drop your jaw, singin’
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