(Skatenigs)
As immaturity may be a result of certain chemical imbalances, so may the friggin' Skatenigs flick the trigger on the suckers, squealing studs of pudness, they sing stuck in a rut in pig-pud land, they share rigs with grave diggers. Worry about death when it's done, come and gone. You buy their records and they'll piss on your momma's best collectibles. They beat their rancid meat; expect you to pay the check. They ring the "B" for bad backstage girls redundant in new-wave black, up the butt, snuck, stuck, mucked up, sucked. I'd eat baboon bile before I bite on their juvenile, penile, pole projections, they casually, smashingly reefer to as; my dick. Infected, rejected, afflicted, mal-addicted, boa constrictive. If immaturity is indeed a result of certain chemical imbalances, then these guys are on a permanent Amoco overload. Crawlin' through maggot breath yee-haws, boys with latex toys. If Buttholes are in peep shows, then the 'Nigs are the window of the soul of this fuckin' ridiculous world. Anility’s got nothing on these boys, except a signed royalty check, a forged signature, the toilet swipe, the mega-acid smile, the glitz in the universal way, yeah, a real boss abortion to brag about at your next barbecue... Ha ha ha ha... Hm hm hmmm..
Ha ha ha ha... Hm hm hmmm...
I'd like to thank my buddies...
For sticking the knife in my back...
I'd like to thank my buddies...
For twisting the knife in my back...
Trouble there's to find me...
I'll find it... Ha!
People wanna make some...
Don't take shit... I don't take shit!
Patience is a virtue; "There's only [???] I saw!"
I'm only sorry, when I am caught
The mouth is foaming from the vicious attack
The satisfaction of a rabid pack
Cockroaches; determined to survive...
Microwave me, watch me come alive...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Mortal but invincible...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Making life liveable...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Mortal but invincible...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... We're making life liveable...
Take a look at my world; "Through a hole in the wall!"
"Disco Fever" with the [???] all
I'd rather die on my feet, than live on my knees
Suffer for me, then suffer your disease
There's the sty in the eye of beholder...
We grow old while the sea grows older...
There's the sty in the eye of beholder...
We grow old while the sea grows older...
There's the sty in the eye of beholder...
We grow old while the sea grows older...
There's the sty in the eye of beholder...
We grow old while the sea grows older...
There's the sty in the eye of beholder...
We grow old while the sea grows older...
[4:39 - guitar solo]
Chemical... imbalance!
Chemical... imbalance!
Chemical... imbalance!
Chemical... imbalance!
Ha ha ha ha...
If Buttholes are the peep shows, then the 'Nigs are the windows
that solves of this fuckin' world....
Like an animal locked up in a cage
My inheritance, I was born to rage
I don't care about tomorrow 'cause I'm living today
My own way, this is what we say;
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Mortal but invincible...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Making life liveable...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... Mortal but invincible...
Skatenigs! Skatenigs... We're making life liveable...
Are we done yet?
Ha ha ha ha... Hm hm hmmm...
Up the butt, snuck, stuck, mucked up and sucked, I'd eat baboon
ball before I...
Bite?
Ha!
(Skatenigs)
I got it made!
This is my world...
I got it made!
This is what I want...
Wake up in the morning and I ask myself why?
I feel like living in a time to die
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
You live in hell and still ain't got any trust
I'm the one and only, I'm the only one
Beginning from the end, where you started I am done
Walkin' stalkin' always shit talkin'
I don't give a damn about the moterfuckin' dollar
See me on the street, ruff and hard
It's my world, cocksuckin' motherfuckin' goddamn right
Doin' what I want is my way of life!
I got it made!
This is my world...
I got it made!
This is what I want...
I am Phildo, the motherfuckin' Phildo
Suckers try to stop me, but they never will
So I screw you like a teacher, a lesson to be taught
Born to be safe, and livin' on pot
It's your fault, your words apart
I kick a lot of ass; I know what's up
Suckers of a long-drive, winners see me walk by
Run the fucker over with the motherfuckin' car by
I'm talkin' shit, I'm talkin' faeces
I'm so broke I can't pick up the pieces
Shoplifting, ain't no crime
Matter of fact, it's a hobby of mine
Like livin' large and on the time
Robbin' them blind at a drop of a dime
Takin' it from Sears and makin' it mine
I wear it, I share it, they can't believe it
When I declare it, sport it, hoard it
I'll take it from you if I think you can afford it!
I got it made!
This is my world...
I got it made!
This is what I want...
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
[2:19 - guitar solo]
I got it made!
I got it made!
I got it made!
(Skatenigs)
I've already...
I've swallowed my pride, I can't hide
These feelings inside...
Look the other way, I've already tried
I'm not blind...
I'm not blind...
You can't see clearly...
When you're buried alive...
Do you want to look up, for the rest of your life?
Do you want to look up, for the rest of your life?
Just give up...
Or stand tall...
Stand tall and fight!
Try to free yourself from the bottom of the deck
Taking no prison, no regret
What is the difference between the heaven or hell?
It's the price you pay at the wishing well
Intelligence?
It's not what you lack!
What's missing?
The bones in your back!
Pro-choice or no choice, should there even be a question?
In this democracy, hypocrisy is the recognition
A boneless spine, shows a weak mind
The [???] truth, a statement of our times
Profits, and fashion, are human creations
Choking on the vomit of civilization
No strings attached!
No strings attached!
No strings attached!
Straighten your back!
Won't fall, I love to stand tall
Revolution is [???] stall
The truth is hidden in secrecy
While the C.I.A. trains the enemy
The 1990's, are gonna be unkindly
Don't remind me, don't remind me
Don't remind me of what I have to live for
Don't remind me of my responsibilities
Who's responsible for this mess?
Who's responsible for me?
"Dying time is here..." *
"You're dead!"
"Dying time is here..." *
"You're dead!"
"Question; Who's our biggest enemy?"
"Question!"
"Question!"
"Question!"
"Question!"
"Shut up! - Shut up! - Shut up! - Shut up! - Shut!"
[* sample from MAD MAX :
BEYOND THUNDERDOME]
(Skatenigs)
Police don't like it when they see the boys and Phildo
Rollin' into town 'cause we're not having fun
So we kick up the volume, twice as hard
When we leave town, we leave our calling cards
Empty beer cans all over their city
It's not a pretty sight; yo, the sight ain't pretty
Cops don't care if you're just having fun
They're just like a gang, look to bust someone
They're not stopping rape, murder, and the hold-ups
They're just down the street, eatin' jelly donuts...
Man, I don't need a fuckin' cop to tell me what to do!
Most people think that the blacks are lame
I like to steal from the cars at the football games
I got the rad Pioneers, [???] parts
Custom wheels with the chrome [???] line
Don't get me wrong; I'm not a Robin Hood
I keep the money to myself; you see I'm not that good
You know they get a surprise when they get back
Because the shit is all resolved and the tires are flat
Cops are no problem, I won't go to jail
'Cause I got cash money and the cops are for sale...
Man, I don't need a fuckin' cop to tell me what to do!
Shit authority, a poor excuse like you!
I do what I want, and when I want to!
I don't want your rules, and I don't want you!
Man, I don't want you...
[1:44 - sirens wailing]
Where are those cops?
Where are those cops?
Where are those cops?
Where are those cops when it's me who's being robbed?
Just when I'm in trouble, are they doin' their job?
"Say NO to drugs!", man what the hell is that?
Another fancy slogan with another flat rap
Everyone knows it's a white-collar crime
He's got people on the pay role, to do his time
Even if the program, has to be cut
The cops are for sale and freedom can be bought
Who are they kiddin' like Nancy Reagan?
They're just faking and we've been taken...
Man, I don't need a fuckin' cop to tell me what to do!
Shit authority, a poor excuse like you!
I do what I want, and when I want to!
I don't want your rules, and I don't want you!
I don't want you, I don't want you...
Shit authority!
Shit authority!
Shit authority!
Shit authority!
(Skatenigs)
[0:00 - phone dialling]
"Hello mom! Heh... Won't you talk dirty to me? No... It's
been a long time. You never call me anymore. How come I don't hear from you
anymore? I used to like you real good. I used to like you real good! I don't
like you no more, though. I know who I am. I didn't kill no one! I know who I
am! I know who I am... Don't hang up!"
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again.
If you need help, hang up, and then dial your operator."
I got a calling, from above
Get up now, time to make love
Thinking to myself; it's not so bad
Open wide, I start to laugh
Ha ha ha hah...
Life's too short, can't you see?
'Cause I'm horny, horny, for evil!
[???]
I... Am... Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
There's nothing you do that I can't imagine better!
Each ejaculation increases the death toll!
Hey baby... I'm on a roll!
"I didn't kill no one! I know who I am!"
"What kind of a Christian are you, for god's sake?!"
We'll start to dance with [???]
I've got [???] it's a pleasurable thing
This is only [???] and will mean to me nothing more
Submission is the sickness but I got the cure
Now is the time;
Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
Just when you think you know who you are
It's like a vice and it's squeezing hard
The pressure is on, I gotta do my best
I want it on but I feel [???]
I know your number and I know your address
Now is the time;
Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
Horny... Horny... Horny for evil!
I can take myself anywhere!
Without makin' a mess!
I've got your number!
And I know your address!
(Skatenigs)
"Take your chances with the law. Justice is only a roll of
the dice." *
"Take your chances with the law."
Wake up dead
Bright light bite
Through my head
Where's the night?
Where's the bed?
Pound and sauce, roll the dice!
Lying like a son of a bitch!
"Like someone on the rampage..."
Nightwalker
Afraid of night
Night stalker
Put it right
Pound and sauce, roll the dice!
Lying like a son of a bitch!
"Like someone on the rampage..."
[1:58 - guitar solos]
Give them hell
Give it all we got
Wait for it to happen
Drink 'em up
Pound and sauce, roll the dice!
Lying like a son of a bitch!
"Like someone on the rampage..."
Pound and sauce, roll the dice!
Lying like a son of a bitch!
"Like someone on the rampage..."
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
Burn in hell, I'm a bad seed
I gotta bleed
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed!
I gotta bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed...
bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed... bleed...
[* sample from MAD MAX :
BEYOND THUNDERDOME]
(Skatenigs)
Listen up people, I got something to say
It's about that music; what's happening today
Protecting ideas, about segregation
That divide the people all across the nation
Situations are old, conditions are new
I'm not supreme, neither are you
The music is right, the sympathism is wrong
If we want to go far we must all get along
Fight da suckas!
Not the colours!
If we stick together we could all be brothers...
If we stick together we could all be brothers...
One for all, all for one
With this in mind, I don't need a gun
You're a hostile dude, man why you wanna fight?
Chill out, take a [???] and get a mic [???]
Wanna see a [???] I'll show you what it's like
What's the color; black, white, yellow, brown?
You're the one too and you still push me around, I'm just a
SKATENiG
I'm here for the fun, I'm the hucklebuck, don't wanna hurt no one
Fight da suckas!
Not the colours!
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
[1:37 - various samples]
"Well, what are you going to do about it whitey, just sit
there?" *
Fight da suckas!
Not the colours!
If we stick together we could all be brothers...
If we stick together we could all be brothers...
[2:27 - guitar solos]
Fight da suckas!
Not the colours!
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
If we stay together we could all be brothers...
[* sample from THE BLUES
BROTHERS]
(Skatenigs)
"Can you turn the sound up?"
"How much?"
[scratches]
"How much do you need to get the job done?"
"How much?"
Words, ain't nothing, unless you got something to say
A meaning has no truth, unless the price is paid
Feelings aren't really felt, unless the point is made
This message is my own, no one can take it away
Take it, leave it, buy it, steal it!
Think for yourself, it might improve the way you're feelin'
Shut up and listen!
"He uses words, as a weapon. He hits people over the head
with it." *
Shut up and listen!
"I wanna caution you right now, young man. If you repeat any
of this language, any of these words, you'll take the consequences. Is that
clear?" *
The beat in my [???] was out to hold me, control me
Refrain my right to speak 'cause it caught up in a system
No reality, I'd rather say it like I mean it
It comes across you weak, what means one thing to someone may not
mean the same to me
Take it, leave it, buy it, steal it!
Think for yourself, it might improve the way you're feelin'
Shut up and listen!
"He uses words, as weapon. He hits people over the head with
it." *
Shut up and listen!
"Ladies and gentlemen, this man is under arrest."
"I'm gonna need to find you guilty right now. Court
ajourned!" *
"Free speech isn't really free at all! It's like a three ring
circus."
"This business is usual." *
Fear, we need it, to keep our souls alive
Garbage, I can smell it, hidden in denial
Now I'm diggin' in it, don't you know I hate it, waiting,
hesitating!
Get in the way I feel, get real, get some fresh air; open up the
window sile!
Take it, leave it, buy it, steal it!
Think for yourself, it might improve the way you're feelin'
Shut up and listen!
"He uses words, as weapon. He hits people over the head with
it." *
Shut up and listen!
[3:48 - guitar solos]
Words, ain't nothing, unless you got something to say
A meaning has no truth, unless the price is paid
Feelings aren't really felt, unless the point is made
This message is my own; no one can take it away
[* samples from LENNY :
ABOUT LENNY BRUCE, played by Dustin Hoffman]
(Skatenigs)
"Backwards, motherfucker!" *
"We're being hunted!" *
If you want it, you got to take it!
If you need it, you got to take it!
Take it! Take it!
Take it and break it and take it and break it!
And make it all!
I'm not leaving till I get what I want
I'm telling you, come on!
[1:53 - guitar solo]
"Roadkill all over Texas." *
"Sexual lunatic?" *
"Roadkill all over Texas." *
"You got that right, momma." *
Don't you realize, that you messed me up?
I'm not gonna crack, I'm taking my life
I'm getting mine [???]
I know what I need and the getting is good
[2:46 - guitar solo]
"Roadkill all over Texas." *
"Sexual lunatic?" *
"Roadkill all over Texas." *
"You got that right, momma." *
"What you think, I'm some sort of a piece of shit? I'm a
hillbilly!"
I like to touch the hand that feeds me!
I like to taste the hand that feeds me!
I like to suck the hand that feeds me!
I like to eat the hand that feeds me!
So... feed... me... now...
[3:49 - guitar solo]
Piece, by piece, I'll enjoy you!
I'll tear you apart!
I know I turn you on!
Something fly in your eye?
Something's wrong?
The love may be missing but I'm making sure it stings;
I know I turn you on!
The love may be missing but I'm making sure it stings;
I know I turn you on!
I know I turn you on!
[* samples from TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE]