Cover di Adolescents / Welcome to Reality / All by Myself

Adolescents / Welcome to Reality / All by Myself
Compilation - 1990 - Debaser id 2629

di Adolescents

Another child born to the house - I hate children Raise him right so he won't be a mouse - I hate children I hate it when they make lots of noise - I hate children And i broke my neck tripping over their toys - I hate children [Chorus:] Shut your mouth you stupid little brat what you need's a smack smack smack If i had my way i'd give you all away I hate the crying that they make - I hate children Screaming and whining for a piece of cake - I hate Children I hate getting up late at night - I hate children To Check and see if the crying baby's alright - I hate children [Chorus] Now you're had you little monstrous kid - i hate children It's of you that i'll be rid - I hate children Do you see this toy it's called a gun - I hate children And if you wanna live you'd better run - I hate children [Chorus] I hate children - I hate children I hate Children - I hate children Kill all children dead
Il tuo voto:
There's nothing to do
Excitement level zero
I can't find a girl
Cos they're all out chasing heros
We're just a wrecking crew bored boys with nothing to do

Alone in a corner of a room with a knife
Better ways out than taking your life
Home's not so bad don't need to run
Come join our primitive ways of fun
We're just a wrecking crew bored guys with nothing to do

Safety in numbers an enemy to beat
Let's overturn cars and rip up the street
I'm tired of being a peaceful citizen
Noise and destruction are in my vision
We're just a wrecking crew bored boys with nothing to do

You're not all by yourself
You've got a few friends
When we become one
The violence never ends
We're just a wrecking crew bored boys with nothing to do
Il tuo voto:
We don't really care if you say we're too young
We don't waste our time tanning in the sun
We don't even care what you now or think
Spoiled rich brat you ain't so neat
[Chorus:]
L.A. girl, L.A. world
Don't tell us how to act
Don't tell us what to wear
L.A. girl, L.A. world
You didn't create our scene
We don't care
We can't see why
We dont live our lives
To keep you satisfied
Stuck in your world of dreams again
My life starts where your life ends
You've burned out your battery has died
If it wasnt for O.C. your scene wouldn't be alive
[Chorus]
We don't really care if you say we're too young
We don't waste our time tanning in the sun
We don't even care what you now or think
Spoiled rich brat you ain't so neat
[Chorus]
I'm bored of the sleasy make-up
You'd fuck any guy in town
Your life's a total mess-up
Why the hell do you hang around
L.A. girl you bring me down
L.A. girl, L.A. world
Don't tell us how to act
Don't tell us what to wear
L.A. girl, L.A. world
Il tuo voto:
Looking back on stupid things I've said
Was that really me or was I misled
Not even a smile cos it's been done before
And you don't think it's funny anymore
Crying I'm sorry I'm out of my head
End up fixing junk instead
Taken too much got nothing to give
Got no reason left to live
Stupid kid you don't really know
But I'm a time bomb ready to go
Is it really fair it's not up to you to decide
But hitting your arm is slow suicide
Crying I'm sorry I'm out of my head
End up fixing junk instead
Taken too much got nothing to give
Got no reason left to live
Il tuo voto:
No sound is heard from unit two
When there was once so much to do
Was once a green mansion, but now it's a wasteland
Our days of wreckless fun are through

GO!

Kids in a fast lane living for today
No rules to abide by and no one to obey
Sex, drugs and fun is their only thought and care
Another swig of brew another overnight affair

House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
Kids of the black hole

Messages and slogans are the primary decor
History's recorded in a clutter on the floor
Inhabitants that searched the grounds for roaches or spare change
Another night of chaos is so easy to arrange

House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
Kids of the black hole

The nights of birthdays
The nights of fry
The nights of endless drinking
The nights of violence
The nights of noise
The nights that had to end for good, still not understood, by the girls and boys

Carefree in their actions as for morals they had none
When the girls were horny who would be the lucky ones?
Pushing all the limits to a point of no return
Trashed beyond belief to show the kids don't wanna learn

House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
House of the filthy, house not a home
House of destruction where the lurkers roamed
House that belonged to all the homeless kids
Kids of the black hole
Il tuo voto:
We are the scientists in the lab
Looking through a microscope
Those little glass slides they never lie
How can this small mind cope?

I've never seen anything like it before
This amoeba's got a mind of it's own
But don't turn your back you stupid science world
This is reaching for the telephone

A one celled creature a one celled thing
It hardly knows it's alive
You're better off dead if you only knew
Your growing life is taking a dive

I've never seen anything like it before
This amoeba's got a mind of it's own
But don't turn your back you stupid science world
This is reaching for the telephone
Il tuo voto:
I'm not paranoid - don't/they
No I'm not afraid - stop/won't
But I sometimes wonder - fight/win
What is on your mind - back
[Chorus:]
The gun in your hand is the gun at my head
The gun in your hand is the gun at my head
The gun in your hand is the gun at my head
The gun in your hand is gonna kill me dead
We'll attack, we'll attack
We'll attack, we'll attack
We'll attack, we'll attack
We'll attack, we'll attack
Got me running into walls - don't/they
Say good things - stop/won't
Say bad things - fight/win
Because you're unpredictable - back
[Chorus]
Do you wanna die - no
Do you wanna die - no
Do you wanna die - no
I don't wanna die
[Chorus]
Il tuo voto:
It's like Clockwork Orange a bit of twenty on one
Breaking heads well that don't sound like much fun
Is that your only way of getting kicks
By breaking heads you can't fix
Do you think you're tough
Because you rip it up
Gotta rip you up
Do yo gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
I've had enough of violence
Just to kill boredom makes no sense
We're not the background for your stupid fights
Get out of the darkness it's time to unite
Do you think you're tough
Because you rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Gotta rip it up
Il tuo voto:
"Democracy"

Is this what you call democracy?
They're killing us, and you're killing me
Now I know better, now I can see
That I don't wanna be in democracy

Now is the time for us to strike
Do we know what we're doing? Have we set things right?

They're leading us into World War Three
And this what you call democracy
It's a cry for no government, a cry to be free
And I don't see freedom in democracy

Democrat, Republican, or Libertarian
Do you really care what party you're in?

Did you really think you could make it big
Living amoung these nuclear pigs
If you didn't know you'll never see
We're too far gone for democracy

Look whats it's done to you and me...
Democracy is not for me...
Il tuo voto:
So your hair's bleached white now
It's in to put Orange County down.
Hanging out with L.A. sleaze well
Go ahead and push us we don't want you around

Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach
So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach
You're a liar if you follow all trends
Get out of here asshole, you've got no friends.

Just cling to the scene
But not when everybody knows what you are.
Where are you gonna go next?
I hear San Francisco's second best.
You got no friends...

Do you think you're real tough with those locks and chains?
You know we want to use them to beat on your brains.
Show up in Fullerton with blue dye on your head,
You stupid fucker, I wish you were dead.

Sang for the Slashers you told Hermosa Beach
So you used to be a surfer in Huntington Beach
You're a liar if you follow a trend
Get out of here asshole, you've got no friends.

Just cling to the scene
But not when everybody knows what you are.
Where are you gonna go next?
I hear San Francisco's second best.
You got no friends!
Il tuo voto:
I'm not accepted by my peers - so what
I could care less about the queers - they're fucked
The chicks are hot and full of cheers - pleasers
They say "no" so I jerk white tears - teasers

[Chorus:]
I hate them all - creatures
I hate all them - creatures
I hate them all - creatures

I do not act or dress the same - hopeless
I do not fit inside their frame - or class
Oh can't they see that they are lame - no heads
That they're just tokens of my game - pieces

[Chorus]

I'm not accepted by my peers - so what
I could care less about the queers - they're fucked
The chicks are hot and full of cheers - pleasers
They say "no" so I jerk white tears - teasers

[Chorus]

I hate them all - creatures
I hate them all - creatures
I hate them all - creatures
I hate them all
Il tuo voto:
[Verse 1]
blood so deep the horse must hold his head up high
in the valley of decision third of the world will die
beat your hoes and plows into axes and spears
as the armys meet in a battle they predict for years

[Chorus]
let the weak say im a warrior
bring down the warrior
let the faithless regain faith
your faith is hopeless

[Verse 2]
the prophets and the psychics and the military agree
continual world war crisis leads us straight to world war three
roll the red carpet let the angel of death ride in
to the valley of the valley of decision let the mayhem begin

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
apocalyptic madness two thirds of the world in sadness
the other third is gone but sadness lingers on
troubled citys and an aftermath of hate no way to stop them cause now its too late
the antichrists mission done
the dead are the only lucky ones
your decision make a decision the decision in the valley its too late
welcome welcome to reality
welcome welcome to reality
make a decesion cause you've got no choice
Il tuo voto:
Can't handle this life anymore
Point in the mirror and I ask what for
Just a miserable monster or part
Dangling at ropes' end good start

Crumbling down - into a mess
I've got too many problems - that tell me I'm less
Than the good god - who watches above
Who'll damn you to hell - and then tell you to love

Now suicidal, caught in a trap
Can't get out don't want to fight back
Now the firing squad is set
To give me the bullet to help me forget

Thinking smart but I'm acting dumb
So come on tell me which side has won?
Just one message before my head explodes
You can't win the losing battle but I didn't know!

Now suicidal, caught in a trap
Can't get out don't want to fight back
Now the firing squad is set
To give me the bullet to help me forget

Crumbling down - into a mess
I've got too many problems - that tell me I'm less
Than the good god - who watches above
Who'll damn you to hell - and then tell you to love
Il tuo voto:
Things start moving that never did before
The blue and purple dragones have me rolling on the floor
I look the other way and I see a cat-fight
But I don't mind cos I'll be flying for the rest of the night

[Chorus:]
Things start moving but tell me what happens
When everything around me starts laughing
Things start moving that never will again
But now I need to know where last night was spent

Things start moving and they never will again
The windowpanes open and close, my head's in a spin
Red and blue flashes from cars black and white
Point guns at the rocket for speeding 85

[Chorus]

Things start disappearing and to rearrange
Mickey Mouse with his wizards's wand and another change
Trolley car makes a turn and now we're lost
Foot by foot, another great trip, never want to stop
Il tuo voto:
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