Bitethecurbbitethecurb Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Just when I thought my work was done
You had to go and pull it
Just when you thought your luck had one
I got another bullet
My hands are tired but I've got strength to fire
And every time I watch the t.v. new
I sharpen my sword
And every time I'm watching videos
The list grows some more
But I've got so many things to do
I'll light the spark take this world from the dark
Each laugh is another bruise
Each remark is another noose
I'm getting pissed now and you made the list
Think of all the CEO's that fortune smiled upon
500 little maggos make the list a bit too long
In my mind I know all things in good time
Time has come and I don't know exactly where to start
I've got so many names but then you're such an easy mark
When sundown comes the list will shrink one by one
I'll lay a fart, tear this whole world apart........

O.k.f.m.d.o.a Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Witness a jaded town
got some champagne for a forty ounce frown
I've worked my theories through
already half dead and nothing more to lose

Forget now what we've got
and all your old stories celebrating wounds
I've heard enough of "those days are gone"
because there's never time to play the fool

Come on, kill the lights with trouble make
come on, smash the light and celebrate
let's tie a yellow ribbon around the necks
of the motherfuckers living for the giving in
move with the rogue set choking out the radio
a thousand voices booming out in stereo
from top to bottom knock them down like dominoes

Why wake up in the past
with well-framed pages from the book of rules
I've heard enough of "where were you then"
because I don't give a shit about collecting dues

I saw it coming now it happens all the time
first you had a D.I.Y. chip on your shoulder
then you got an ego fifty fanzines wide
don't give me those eyes
that confidence you're selling I won't buy
maybe the costume fits
but the script's still shit

Who Didn't Kill Bambi Lyrics By Dillinger Four

You know your eyes say it's dead inside of you

Just and empty shell with faded tattoos
And everything's just a memory
And every day is just a passing of time
You used to be a time bomb

Did you notice when the lights started to go out
Welcome it with a smile and your arms out
And now it's all so much easier
Bury yourself in banality and comfort
Never waking for a moment

We are alive
And just like the sun will kill the night
We bring the change to something new
Cuz we know change threatens you
And there's nothing left of you to save
And each step forward that you take
Is just one closer to the grave

You let the years go by, an endless parade
As meaningless as the promises you've made
And you'll wonder where it all went
When the last of your effort is spent
And you're still left hollow

Will you watch all your life from the outside
Will you march to then end placid and paralyzed
Or will you take it in one shot without a chaser
And let go

Get Your Study Hall Outta My Recess Lyrics By Dillinger Four

You were first in line for the new solution
But you lost your shirt singing revolution
The blood is at a boil
What we were is null and void
And you will change your ways
Cuz these ones didn't pay

Let's call the future what it is
Diluted hope and shackled wrists
I kinda think we need a brand new name

I don't give a shit about your style or your false emotion
Your picture perfect hair or your manic motion
The danger is all gone
You've helped us lose it all along
Now it's just play clap play
the meaning's gone astray

Let's call the future what it is
Diluted hope and shackled wrists

I'm kinda waiting for a brand new name
This one will never feel the same

When that day comes
I'll be kicking back, not a care in sight
Never waste another moment trying to explain my side
Not missing you at all, never looking back
Never having to apologize for what you lack
When that day comes
I'll be smiling while you're crucified for what you've done

Doublewhiskeycokenoice Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Sometimes it's simple things that make it hard
Spoiled baby T's with credit cards
Overtime always on my mind
Could have been's eat away in side now
Praise God and pass the bottle of Beam
Because tonight I can't seem to say what I mean
Don't know if I would even if I could, Amen
Somehow this seems like borrowed time
Pay it no mind, everything is fine
But sometimes I'd rather hear laughter while this whole place died
A johnny jump-up is a lovely thing
A pint of cider and some whiskey
I had four dead inside of me
Just to hear this jackass sing his line about
How he used to hang out somewhere "back in the day"
Knowing terms only that an asshole would say
So I sat there drinking more
Thinking about drinking more
Nelson Algren came to me
And said clebrate the ugly things
The beat up side of what they call pride
could be the measure of these days
God save Otis Redding because I know he's never gone
As sick falls from this mouth hear me sing it wrong
Is it "cigarettes and coffee" now or Dreams to be Remembered
I'll leave regrets for dead and sing along
So I'm reaching for the phone I don't want to be alone
I want to get some friends here tonight
I got a basement full of booze and some blues to lose
I'll ignore the whole world tonight
It will be alright

It's A Fine Line Between The Monkey And The Robot Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Spend a day trying to sum it up with one quotation
Spend a lifetime as a model of the phrase
Modern man automated to withhold our thoughts with hesitation
Life of redundancy with single mind and double face
And I got to wonder where such a small man got so much hate
Got our own opinions but don't throw them on the open floor
Get lost in the repetition and don't want to hear them anymore
Thousands of us dead today, thousands went unfed today
And all we talk about's the fucking weather
Got your fingers in your ear because you've heard it all before
Roll your eyes as if there's nothing left to say
Here it is nothing's changing and I think that's something
We can not ignore
Dismiss your boredom because I won't be what you became
Life's so happy over there on the sidelines
Ant that's where you'll stay
Got our own opinions but don't throw them on the open floor
Get lost in repetition and don't want to hear them anymore
Thousands of us dead today, thousands went unfed today
And all we talk about's the fucking weather
And I'll keep singing the same songs
I'm sorry if you're bored now
But I can't understand spending life ignoring
The other side of the story

File Under Adult Urban Contemporary Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Watch them laugh unashamed
When they fear your rights away
They're counting on your silence
Broken down by weight
Of the climate they create
Psychological Violence
And it's all for one
And none for us
Just pretend you don't see it
Try to blame only one
But accept that we've become
A system that feeds it

We've taken a beating
The crooked arm of the law
Authority over-reaching
Dignity crushed in its claws

Take a look around
Won't be long before you found
Blatant intimidation
At the hands of a few
Decorated all in blue
They suppress the accusations
Keep your head bowed down
And don't look back
Keep your hands in your pockets
People have died for less than that
Made one wrong move
They got it in the back

The moment of outrage
Matters not in the least
A little slap on the wrist
Welcome to the belly of the beast

Little men with little minds
Little roles that they define
These things are connected
Trust them with power
Without thinking twice
Every man has got a price
Do you feel protected?
The chance is too much to resist
To hold another under your fist
I'd like to believe that
Each time another's lost
Something is gained
The blue becomes a
Reddish stain
And we are reminded
Of who they really are

I Coulda Been A Contender Lyrics By Dillinger Four

In every single way, this culture reeks like shit
Force fed enough each day, enough to choke on it
You know you've got no voice and everytime you'll lose
Who needs freedom of choice without a choice not to choose?
Televisions on, it sings the same old song
There's no room left for the truth
And the leaders claim to try but they've all got shifty eyes
When you're asking for some proof
With our backs up against the wall
It's getting clearer that we've all got things to prove
Is this how it has to be? Trusting futility will be our noose
Get in on the joke, the problem ain't the system's broke
In fact it's working all too well
We fight the only way we can, middle finger to the man
Laughing all the way Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!
And don't it happen all the time, we cast a ballot thinking
things will change this time
Politicians live for dollar signs, their career choices govern our lives
I can tell you what it's not about
Your future, your cause, or your rights

Total Fucking Gone Song Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Hey kid you're not looking so good
You pissed on your people then you turned tall and ran when they attacked
I got a little lesson for you
The more that you push it the more that it's gonna bite you back
I dare you not to throw the first stone, your cover is blown
You're lost like a rat trapped in a maze
Bear down and put your nose to the grind, your boundaries defined
Your safety's just gone up in a blaze
All passive and restrained, controlled and contained
Insensitive and numb

That's the way it goes, no silver linings await down the road
Quit waiting on the side, drink deep
Cuz you'll be pushing up daisies in time

I hope I'm not around anymore when you give up the ghost
And lie down and curl up on the floor
I'll be two sixers down with two more to go
Laughing my ass off and dancing and ready for more

One Trick Pony Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Standing with your head so high, you know they're talking about you
Bet you started to think it couldn't go on without you
Maybe things look different to me, maybe I don't know shit but I just can't see
How the world's such a boring place when it's spinning around you
Always looks so tragically hip, how can you stand it?
I see right through your disguise, you know I know that you planned it
Proving what I already know, dumber than a stick but you got cool clothes
Pretending that you worked so hard for the things you were handed
You're dropping names I don't want to know
Go to the shows just to flaunt your clothes
You're talking about places I'd never go
I'm just a person, you are the hipster
Don't understand it's like oil and water, why don't you leave me alone?
I know who you are and I'm gonna watch my back
Trying to look dissatisfied while controversy surrounds you
Always talking about yourself so people know they're below you
And then kissing ass for ass-kissing sake
Then go and complain that the world's so fake
Rebellion means much more than fucking thrift-store shoes
Saw you yesterday at a show and it seemed so funny, you thought you were
So in the know, always talking about the hipsters at your home
But we're all betting smokes you'll leave alone

The Great American Going Out Of Busines Sale Lyrics By Dillinger Four

We were raised to be just what we are in case you didn't know
If I offered up to you some proof would you let your anger show
Or would you let your mind to sleep kept warm by simple novelties
A history that's really not your own
Is freedom just a privilege of hatred guaranteed
Is compassion just a second thought of hope brought to it's knees
Can dignity see fit to work past all it doesn't want to see?
Seven guns for degradation
Three cheers for cruel tradition
Red, white and black eyes forever
Somewhere south of respect tonight
This tension's wrapped up nice and tight
The static's felt but never makes a sound
A man finds nothing left to eat
Another sells his body for a place to sleep
As klansmen flood a conference hall downtown
This T.V. has the answers, let fashion have your eyes
This job is your achievement, this bible your pride
Can dignity see fit to try and fix what it knows fear can't hide
Seven guns for degradation
Three cheers for cruel tradition
Red, white and black eyes forever
I think of a story my father told me about a fella he knew in the army
The pentagon traded him checks for both his legs
"Fuck the States" was the last thing father heard he had said
Still it's said that this war was won
Well, I refuse to be another dead nation's bastard son
I have eyes that see, I have a mind that thinks
I have a mouth that speaks and god damn it will
Beacause I've had enough of all this shit about
"making do" "Playing ball" "the way things are" and "dealing with it"
Mixing pop and politics, he asks me what the use is
I'm not into making excuses
And I'll die the day I find I'm fucking useless

Wrecktheplacefantastic Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Eyes burning from the sun shining bright
I hide from the light
Choke down a smoke and wait for the night
Hooray for all the progress we've made
The hollow inventions and rigid conventions
And rules we've obeyed
Watch them fall, watch them all fade away
Hooray for the gun, hooray for the chair
Hooray for the prisons and poisonous air
Maybe it matters and maybe it don't
I think it matters to me
And if there's one thing we learn today
It's watch what you say

Raise a glass to years gone past
And smash it on the floor
Destroy all the yesterdays
Too little too late
They're nothing anymore

Where will you be when it comes to an end
Embracing the falsehoods on which you depend
Or taking a moment to spit in the eye
Of the ones you've stood beside
Don't think you can hide it away
It shows right on your face

I don't think we'll forgive or forget
We'll move ahead without a regret
We're tethered like a dog on a rope
Condemned to make the same mistakes
But everyone will still have hope
Celebrate the filth in our lives
No remorse or regrets inside

Inquiring Minds Should Read A Book Lyrics By Dillinger Four

So tired of looking at the front page,
Watching actors on the news
And I can't stand this anymore,
If I ever could before,
This culture's become deformed
Just like a child with a toothache
We take our candy with a grin.
Before we notice the decay
We're doubled over from the pain,
And some of us still want more
And a moment to reflect.
Now watch the vulture's hungry eyes
Feed on our lives
Till nothing else remainds
Just a shell of what we had,
Another cruel indifferent fad,
And no one to take the blame
Time's ticking on the worth of a stranger
Yeah, I'm waiting on the next one too.
Entertained by other's misery
Do we care? I doubt it,
Can't live without it
We laugh while others lose

No.51 Dick Butkus Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Mother said I can't listen to radio Havana
and I read with a flashlight late that night
on these north side streets try avoiding the lights
try avoiding any type of a political fight
so alone are all these "new deal" homes
it can't only matter what you know
but how you let your anger show
Harold Washington in a garter-belt and stockings
father wasn't picking sides
but dog-eared pages gave clues to the thoughts inside
the black sheep prince bowed for the crown today
tried keeping things quiet, tried keeping things still
tried keeping this conscience from an honest chill
can tradition settle in like rust?
the record knows so let it show
that desperate is as clever does
Harry Carry making sick off Clark St.
welcome to my 588-2300 empire

He's A Shithead (yeah, Yeah) Lyrics By Dillinger Four

The busdriver's on strike, he had to ride his bike again
I'm so sorry you're pissed about this
He's just a campus communist
You see, sometimes life's not convenient
They saw a chance to take power and they seized it,
Mr. fair-weather revolutionary
Is this your idea of compassion?
I thought one and one and one made revolutions?
If solidarity means nothing now
Then it never really did to you anyhow, dick
He says they're all lazy 'cause he doesn't have a clue
He thinks of the "workers" as just little boys and girls
So when real life hits the fan he will not recognize the stand
And so it's back into his sheltered little world.
Then he moans and he groans 'cause they chose to fight
I hope you freeze on your bike riding home tonight
Understand all of "these people" are someone
Try reading some of the books you're quoting from
Try checking your agenda just for something to do
Because I think you may find that "the man" just might be you

Super Powers Enable Me To Blend In With Machinery Lyrics By Dillinger Four

It's all wrinkled elbow shirts and poker faces on this bus
Back to a nitch dug just like a ditch in this city's weathered crust
but there's something about this city's gray
that seems to say all there is to say
Riddled with regiment, vindictive intent
Faking loyalty and getting paid
Fuck them all
She keeps the variety section and then gives the rest to me
She says she remembers when buses were nicer
"There's no dignity in plastic seats"
But there's something about the way she said
"The only good boss is one that's dead"
These broad shoulders giggled all over the bus
And work ethics crumbled into "them and us"
Fuck them all
And all these specters of the work place
Turned from effigy into reality
And yeah I wish it was that simple
To think a belly laugh is really all we need
But it's the slow decay of the day to day
That says take your pay check, accept your place and fade away
but there was dignity in plastic seats that day

Q How Many Punks Does It Take To Change A Lightbulb Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Check that writing on the wall
It's been there all along but we've paid no attention
Packaged disent for all
So eager to buy in but never question intentions
A change of appearance, nothing more than adherence
The new you's looking strangely like the old
I guess that the more things change the more they stay the same

All the kids so satisfied to shut their eyes
And shed their skins

Singing along with all your breath
But no sound comes out cuz there's just wind behind it
Swallow but don't digest
You've heard it all once and don't like to be reminded

Not gonna glorify the past, it was the same
We felt like the fire couldn't be contained
And it was you and me against the world
But we were already eating out of their hands

A Floater Left With Pleasure In The Executive Washroom Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Single file lines born by design
With a brass ring so deceiving
Chipped away to a status cult
Where indifference breeds control
And then with time comes "toe the line"
Cherish this pride made numb from feeling
The we have denial
"It's all in my head"

Will we do anything for bread?

If anything we've ever said
Means nothing now than it never did
Believe me
This isn't what we want
This isn't what we need
This is what we can afford

Where once there was a pat on the back
Is now just a crack of the whip
Where once there was a celebrated coming of age
Is just a uniform that doesn't fit
Witness this most common breed
Whittled down to property
And keep on singin'
"It's all in my head"

Celebrate this sorry state
With anecdotes of what you hate
And try to take comfort in the fact
That you're not alone

This isn't you
It's just what you do
Don't mistake the irony of calling it a "living"
If you feel like no one
If you feel like nothing
You've only been taking what they're giving

Music Is None Of My Business Lyrics By Dillinger Four

We are the force to bring another day
We are the order in the disarray
We are forgiveness and we are love
We are the sword and we are the dove
And if this thing stops breathing
And if this thing blew up today
We did it our way
The chain reaction is the only truth
We push and pull but always stay in place
We set our course, now we're just passing through
We bred the worst and and so the worst comes true
And if this thing stopped turning
We wouldn't notice anyway
We'll fan it while it's burning
Then look for something else to blame
We'll take what's left and we'll sell it
As little souveneirs, of what before was here
You know once we've done it we'll do it again
It all starts over, suspicion and an eye for an eye
We notice difference and vanity starts setting in
Then arrogance, and we're all to pretty to die

Labourissuesinthetoydepartment Lyrics By Dillinger Four

"Know your place"
It's like a voice
That won't go away
Live vices we hold to tradition
Like children not allowed to across the street
Starving for some recognition
Where want and honesty meet
Nothing known can match the bitter pain
Of knowing happiness is just beyond the reach of your chain
And the overwhelming feeling it will be the same forever

Now here I'm looking down a hole again
Treating damage and despair like they're long lost friends
With no remedy at all
I'm just waiting for the fall
Staring out the window
Like what's outside's unattainable

Cover me with roses for the funeral pyre
Shoot this dashing carcass out to fucking sea
I can't wait, in this state
This voice, these hands
Don't feel like they're really
Me

I'm the blinded who can feel that he's surrounded by walls
And relief is very seldom cheap
Now I think I'm gonna snap
Like prey in a trap
Watch as desperation takes a seat
Forgive me my trespasses
Like I know I'll trespass tonight
Don't want to hear any voices at all
Even if they're saying I'm alright

Memories beating soundly on the body
Cursing what's left of the sorry shell
I'd give anything to make this heart stop pounding
Staring out the window
Like what's outside's unattainable

Now life's like a b-movie
That no one wants to see
Here comes the zombie
Portraying me
What was once so crystal clear
Is now cranked past the norm
And I can't take it anymore

Folk Song Lyrics By Dillinger Four

It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore
Thinking of your time card forms a habit
Watching rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore
Fuck it all, they can have it
And now I'm loaded like a gun again
Like a plague of locusts heaven sent
Just a ball of dissension with a death perception
I won't sweat the definition of content

They said "better safe than sorry" and "look out for #1"
I heard "only play the cards your shown"
Fuck what they say
It doesn't matter anyway
Only in your grave are you alone

Like grown men staring with little boy's eyes
And actresses speaking with conviction
These people should demand a pulitzer prize
For various works of fiction

"Judge a book by it's cover"
And "keep one eye on your back"
I heard "only play the cards your shown"
I say fuck what they say
It doesn't matter anyway
Only in your grave are you alone

So many people with so much to show
Rotting away in their own little holes
One can only wonder why
I'll celebrate my home
But know that I'm not alone
Only fools are "along for the ride"
In think of the size
Of the world that's right outside
Please don't waste it trying to hide

Honey I Shit The Hot Tub Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Watch the clouds form outside my window
I light another as the city goes grey
Face the whirlwind with a polite smile
Resist the motion of sef righteous crusades Some of the others live for deprivation
It's not something that I could ever do
I get my kicks from complete annihilation
A brown paper bottle to kill yesterday's news
The right sight but the wrong kind of vision
A grain of salt could do us all a little good
Just when the world seems so understanding
It knocks you over with a silent left hook
I faced a thousand attitudes like this one before
You can show me your restrictions
While I'm showing you the door

Super Models Don't Drink Colt .45 Lyrics By Dillinger Four

They know you've got nothing to lose
Because if you 'd had a chance you would've lost that too
Dazzled by the image of the self-made man
They hold out shiny thing snd then they slap your hand
It's not what you are, it's not what you do
It is what you've got and who you'll screw
Your boot straps were broken before you arrived
Throw my hands up at this world sometimes
People get shot for fucking clothing
Then nation's best dressed genocide
Style is the bait put your hand in your pocket
Envy is the hook and there's no way to stop it
They will reel you in every time
You watch the images on your T.V.
It's full of plastic people who you'll never be
They want you to feel ugly because it sells more shit
You've got to measure up or else you'll never fit
It's not what you say, it's not your outlook
It is what you've got, it is how you look
The pageant was over before you arrived
Throw my hands up at this world sometimes
People carve up their fucking faces
People get sick for other's eyes
Sit back, don't worry about nothing
Does anybody see the irony in cloning sheep?
Yeah, that's just what the world needs, more sheep
Like there aren't already millions of us
There's already millions of us

Sally Maclennane Lyrics By Dillinger Four

[Pogues Cover]

jimmy planned harmonica in the pub where i was born
he played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn
he soothed the souls of psychos and the men who had the horn
and they all looked very happy in the morning

but jimmy didn't like his place in this world of ours
where the elephant man broke strong men's necks
amd had too many powers
so sad to see the grieving of the people that i'm leaving
and he took the road for god knows in the morning

we walked him to the station in the rain
we kissed him as we put him on the train
then we sand him a song of tides long
but we knew that we'd be seeing him again
i'm sad to say i must be on my way
so buy me beer or whiskey cuz i'm going far away
i'd like to say i'll be returning when i can
to the greatest little boozer and to sally maclennane

Hand Made Hard Times Handed Back Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I was just a kid when I found out how cruel the world could be
Faded pictures from forgotten times of endless misery
I lit a candle but I could not know why
We didn't talk about it anymore, the page already turned
Of all the things they had tried to teach
Indifference is what I learned
"Light a candle and you have done all you can"
Well I've watched as blind eyes turned away again
And seen iron wrought convictions as they've bent
Want to believe that it's not on your hands
So easy to pretend there's someone else who gives a damn
So easy, but so hard to forget
You can change the channel but it doesn't change the end
It looks like business as usual again
Drowned in your culture of "peace"
You turn your back to the "beast"
It's so easy to do
So easy

Holy Shit Lyrics By Dillinger Four

High and dry you've got a hold on the fucking truth. You've got nothing but a
Blank hand don't you? In the end it's just a tired explanation, and
I can't sit still for the duration
You raised me with your hands raised to the sky, I guess there was
A time I believed your ways. I learned to read between the lines,
I learned to question what they say
And it gets worse before it's over, there's no truth in the clouds above,
No luck in clover. And I don't believe I'd have it any other way.
Sunday school at age nine, I thought I was on the winning team, because
I wanted to see it, I wanted to need it. It was nine years of holy
shit and I believed it.
You raised me with my hands behind my back, I guess there was a time
When I broke away. I learned to disregard the lies, I learned to
Question what they say.
I won't look through your lens, tainted by intolerance and based
On false morality. All in the name of greed. Amen

All Rise For The Rational Anthem Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Never been safe to live in contrast
They're passing out muzzles
With the gas masks
This one's for you and all you've done
And what we will become
When they tear out your throat
Because you're singing different notes

They call it the "new macarthyism"
The only thing that's new
Is the name it's coming from
Just leave your opinions at the door
They're not welcome anymore
Extinguish the light in your mind so they can get some sleep

Less is never more
Hear them knocking at your door
Take one for the team
Bury what you think
Save yourself now
Let ideology sink
Hypocrisy surrounds
Say what you want
Don't say it outloud

It's not as simple as the last time
But everybody suffers
When we accept the party line
Simple arguments
Now accusations of dissent
A statement of fact
Now there's no chance
To turn your back

Walking a tight rope
So close to falling down
You take a wrong step
You're tumbling to the ground
We've lost our senses
And we are falling down

Twenty One Said Three Times Quickly Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Past ten I start to lose my sight
Six hours gone, two fisting
Try to talk but nothing comes out right
Try to make it work tomorrow
Yesterday we were barely in command
Full of dumb ideas, like children
I blinked and the world had dropped my hand
Don't let it show but I'm stumbling

Now I've lost track of the things that I once knew
I know what I want but I don't got the tools
Carry the weight upon my back
I'm killing time until the heart attack
Now that you're 21 you've got a lot to lose
Look back on better times, fuck all 'til 22
Now that you're 21

I've got no will to move ahead
Don't understand just how we got here
My memory dangles by a thread
Try to bring it back but it's fading

Shut Your Little Trap Inc. Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I know it's hard to believe but part of me was scared to leave
They were so concerned with what I deserved
They never thought about what I'd need
And I know my friends from high school
Are dropping my name because they think it's so cool
That I'm caught in a cage match run by the state
With middle-aged men whispering softly about rape
Where does this leave me, where should I go
Trapped with worse evils than I've ever known
Think of what you had seen when you were 16
Then think of me
Now I'm just a guy who's got half his time to go
If good behavior means a two-year show
Other cons are talking about me now, they call me the kid
And the judge who sent me up made a good impression
For the next election
But what the media won't say is even with my freedom
I still wouldn't be old enough to vote against him
Some nights all I could do was sit and cry
Is this what they want or do they want me to die?
If that's the case, spark up the chair, tape up my face
Kill me right here, because I can't take this living in fear
And what I'm getting out of this has never made itself clear
As a free man I've had to fight what it taught me
Paranoia and constant bigotry
A mind-set designed and provided just to hold me down
Where respect came only through intimidation
So I'm always expecting a confrontation
Aparrently this is what they call rehabilitation

Last Communion Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Weighed all the evidence and passed it on
Turned around and left it sight unseen
There was no chance, the chains held way too strong
To free the restrictions of your own beliefs

Watch the old ones
Fixed in their convictions
Steadfast in their stories
Enraptured by their glory

And at the end that's all you've got
You don't know what you are, just what you're not
Until the story's over

You are so delicate but bullet proof
A little fiction goes a long, long way
You are the first, the last and the walking truth
The black and white when everything is gray

Watch the young ones
Fixed in their convictions
Steadfast in their stories
Enraptured by their glory

Now we're shouting but the words aren't taking hold
We're playing by the rules we're fucking told
And we are just a bark without a bite
And we have chosen darkness to the light

Wait just a second it's your last chance to accept it
You thought you changed the program
But it's just like you left it
You stood against each other and the best got the best of you
You had your time and you let it die
The joke's always been on you

Two Cents Lyrics By Dillinger Four

You and your shit eating grin, enough to make me puke
You hide convictions just so others won't make fun of you
Bury your head in the sand now, I wonder was it worth it, boy
And don't you feel like a sucker? Your thoughts and actions contradict one another
Time and again you bite your lip 'til it's over
You make your values custom fit and get us nowhere
Can't stand to watch it all go down, everytime you turn around
You'll wear the shoe 'cause it fits and you know it
You're talking out your ass and it's showing
Answer to the crack of the whip and you know it
You're talking out your ass and I know it
Can't walk both sides of the line, can't be both at the same time
You've got to choose to struggle, never bury it inside
It's not enough, boy, to wait 'til the coast's clear
And then rebel from your armchair
Another face in the crowd, another kid scared to make a sound
We've got no time for you

D4=putting The F Back In Art Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Forgive me
For a second I thought we were eye to eye
My mistake
I shouldn't have faked it
And now it's cheers to a waste of time
I don't remember asking your permission
To have my own goddamn opinion
And if this is how it goes
At all of your shows
Please point me to the exit
What a circus of clowns we are
Politicians could learn some tricks here
It's hard to see past all the stars
Please point me to the beer
This routines back on the rise
Drop a name and cut it down to size
Check out my new dance
I call it the walk away

Since when did drinking at the bar
Feel like a meeting of the board
Like charlatans patting each other's back
In a tag-team sales attack
Please let me know
When they all go
Until then I'll be practicing
The walk away

Suckers Intl. Has Gone Public Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Wasn't all that long ago
When our future seemed like a massive stone
Too weak then to lift it
Maybe not the brightest bulb
But so quickly dismissed it
That if you blinked you'd have missed it
Left behind and lost the will to try
Disengaged and blamed for their mistakes

You face the world with open hands
But you were left out of their plans
You hope you fit the fucking mold
A perfect image to uphold
Stay with the plan and never stray
Or else get lost along the way
And you will fall out, fall out

There's no room for another way
And you learn that every single day
'Till you almost believe it
And they put you right there in your place
'Till you spit it back in their fucking face
Try to make you a martyr
They keep on pushing 'Till you push back harder

Branded by the ones above
As a hand that doesn't fit the glove
Your chances are wasted
All they have are some hollow rules
And a smokescreen there to keep you fooled
They're nothing without it

New Punk Fashions For The Spring Formal Lyrics By Dillinger Four

This place feels like a catalog
I wonder if your close-up has taken too long
Would you like a snapshot to send to your mother boy

I don't care
I don't want to know
It's never been a part of me
Just like a junkie fears the light of day
I wonder if it's just another role we play
Like a celebrity on minimum wage
I never understood
Never thought I should
It's never been a part of me

Still having nothing
Ain't a fucking blessing
Still it ain't a curse though
Cuz I've known worse
So I'll just keep wearing this old crown
I found on the ground

Three cheers for anything holding us down
Watch as the aesthetic over-powers the sound
Sort of like a martyr so proud of his picture
I don't want to know
Let it all go
It's never been a part of me

Your new found dream is a fucking nightmare
And I wonder if you even know
Are you ready to be Davey
To the new Goliath
Taking notes at your all-ages show
It's like the marketing department
Has finally figured out that "the pit"
Can always make more room
I'd love to sneer at the camera
For your revolution
But I just can't afford the
Fucking costume

Are you scared to go outside?
Will it cut you down to size
Where's the do or die?
It's staring you in the eye

Noble Stabbings!! Lyrics By Dillinger Four

You like to stand on the other side
Point and laugh so self-satisfied
Lines drawn so plain and clear to you
So plain and clear they distort your view
Won't be ashamed of the things I've done
Live for myself I can't march to your drum
You were lost to me long ago
Tried to get past your self righteousness
But you kept me below

I am not unforgiving
But I won't take the fall
Let the ashes surround us
I am not gonna crawl through
Broken glass and razor wire
I don't care if yesterday burns
Stoke up the fire

It's like a shot when you realize
Destroying yourself is not a compromise
Cut off your nose to spite your face
There are some things in life
That time can't erase, you know
We all choose paths that we know are wrong
And live with ourselves
When the meaning is gone
It could be you, me, anyone
But I don't need to feel another's under my thumb

In spite of the things you've done, you're left with an army of one
In spite of the things you do, there'll be no one left there with you
In spite of the things you want, you will get what you're due

Hi-pro Glow Lyrics By Dillinger Four

So you like to sing like you know everything, well I have you know I think you fucking don't
Standing up on stage acting crazy and hard
While we all saw you arriving happy in your mother's car
High and mighty, barely nineteen
What gives you the right to tell me anything?
You say you "spilled your guts" and all you got was flack
Compliment yourself and say you're never coming back
You spread word around, I heard it all over town
You say you're defying an "in-crowd" that's dying
Now you say that you've discovered what it's all about
Can't wait to grab the mic and let your "passion filter out"
Obnoxious at the shows in your brand new stylin' clothes
Yet you say you're defying, now I know that you're lying

Smells Like O.k. Soda Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Yeah they got it pretty good, find an angle and attack, man, "image is everything"
Make 'em buy it like they should, spend some money on a whim just like
Little good americans
It's the trick of imagery, enjoy yourself before the next "image of today"
But I don't like it, I don't see it that way, I don't wallow in self-pity
Or need your slogans just to fill my mind, 'cause I may not be anybody
But at least I'm not blind
Yeah, they used to pack them in like a donkey and a cart with a carrot on a stick
And the kids all bought in, but your rebellion is a myth with complacent inspiration
I used to pass him in the hall, no divine inspiration, average joe in spades, yeah
Now he's not like that at all, he's off playing "individual" just like all
of his his friends are

Fired-side Chat Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Did you hear the latest one
About the footprints on your back
About how they lied
About how they stole
To keep each other in the black

I really wonder when it all comes down
Who will be dancing at the finish line
Ten to one it'll be the ones without a spine
Once again the truth fades into extinction
Short and sweet, this might burn a little now
It burns a little now

I've stopped looking for the medicine
I've stopped thinking it won't happen again
It's one thing to accept it
Another thing to let it catch you from behind
To shake you down
To live with it
And not make a sound
I've stopped looking for the medicine

I'm so sick that we're surprised
Everytime we're shown that power corrupts
Thump our chests at the man on the screen
Cursing the green
Tell ourselves that enough is enough

Another day
Another dollar
Another way to live with a life so intolerable

Maximum Piss And Vinegar Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I laughed at what was said, I'd been misled, confusing my enemies
Blind trust in what was put in front of me
You laughed as well, in on the joke, all poker faced
Fingers crossed behind your back
Eyes not betraying how the deck was stacked

And I'd like to be the one to wipe that smile off your face
To let you taste the bitterness that passing times has not erased
And when the house of cards you built has finally topppled in decline
I hope the punishment and pain will last a lifetime

You coast along, you're so damn smart you think
But not quite invisible, you're in my eye and unforgivable

Cuz I'm one step closer than the last motherfucker
That you thought you got over on but they couldn't wait as long
To see it through
You'll let your comfort get the best of you

You'll never see it coming, out of the blue
Like it was nothing, but you will know your situation
Because the end was your creation

Define Learning Disorder Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Listen up, sit up straight, that's the only way you'll get a break
Sitting still ain't such a bitter pill for goodness sake
For 12 years and it won't be the last time
And I shake every time that I think it through
Obedience was the golden rule

Aim so low that you can't miss your mark
And you played the part so long
You forgot what you are

Had some friends, played it straight, in the end they started to resist
The weight of the world it nearly broke their wrists
And now those wrists are slit
And it hurts every time that I think it through
That we learn to expect to lose

And you can walk away, can you walk alone
Can you raise your fist and stand up on your own
Can't let them pull the strings, they've held you way too long
Can't let them tell you what to think, can't let them tell you

Shotgun Confessional Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I guess I don't know what it's like, you were looking for a fight tonight
How can I explain my situation, convey all the frustration
When confusion and contradiction's all I find
I gotta know, if I may be so bold
Are there things you don't already know?
And I can't stand it when you look at me that way
It's like you don't hear a word I say
I guess the time has come and gone
For me to give a fuck about right or wrong
Why should I justify my actions to narrow-minded factions
Why care, why try, why waste the time?
Will the barriers breakdown? 'cause I'm hoping that you'll come around
Miscommunication confounds the meanings inside
There'll always be a new crowd of finger pointing big mouths
You may be one of them now, but they'll devour you in time

Open And Shut Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I watched the way you hung your head in shame
What were you thinking when you took the bait
Couldn't see quite clearly through those stars in your eyes
You burnt your fingers on the prize
You're on the spot now why aren't you answering
I can remember when we thought for the same things
It's open and shut now, console yourself somehow
I learned so much that afternoon
We talked as smoke filled up the room
Found out that you had lived a lie
Call it what you want, grown apart, change of heart
But I knew I couldn't recognize you anymore

Define Learning Disorder Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Listen up, sit up straight, that's the only way you'll get a break
Sitting still ain't such a bitter pill for goodness sake
For 12 years and it won't be the last time
And I shake every time that I think it through
Obedience was the golden rule

Aim so low that you can't miss your mark
And you played the part so long
You forgot what you are

Had some friends, played it straight, in the end they started to resist
The weight of the world it nearly broke their wrists
And now those wrists are slit
And it hurts every time that I think it through
That we learn to expect to lose

And you can walk away, can you walk alone
Can you raise your fist and stand up on your own
Can't let them pull the strings, they've held you way too long
Can't let them tell you what to think, can't let them tell you

J. Harris Lyrics By Dillinger Four

I asked why I was there and my answer came in two
You are a victim of a predator and this time he'll get his due
The pressure it swelled in my head, there was nothing I could do
I was just as much a prisoner as another would be too

And the truth is what we've told you
Don't answer, don't speak until we've spoke
Keep your neck under the yoke

I knew then what I had done but the end I couldn't change
It left a hole in me as black as night, just a pawn in their charade
And the last thing I wanted to do was have to meet him face to face
So much easier to walk away, try to forget I'd become what I hate

Shiny Things Is Good Lyrics By Dillinger Four

Sometimes you can feel the rug pulled from below your feet
It's like one minute you're like a rock standing strong and the next you're beat
It's not up to you, something's always there, working behind the scenes
Invisible hands handcuffing and last chance bluffing, feeding their greed

Pacified reason, it's adding up to treason, we are your slap in the face now
The sons who've been cast out
Slip under the wire, our spark ignites the fire
It's all smoke and mirrors and a transparent truth
Hold it up but don't trust it
It's all a hoodwink disappearing ink on the page
Built you up and then crushed it

It's all a bait and switch, a blind fold that we must wear
A promise of a life so real so close you can grab it but it's thin as air
Each and every one gets a day in the sun and you just might get one too
If you just believe what they're telling and buy what they're selling
It could happen to you

You give it all, get nothing back
Just trying to keep your head intact
You're just a shape without a soul
You grind along until you die
Your meaning comes from what you buy
Spend your life in the dark, end it with a question mark