Halpert

Straight Edge by Minor Threat

I'm a person just like you
But I've got better things to do
Than sit around and fuck my head
Hang out with the living dead
Snort white shit up my nose
Pass out at the shows
I don't even think about speed
That's something I just don't need

I've got the straight edge

I'm a person just like you
But I've got better things to do
Than sit around and smoke dope
'Cause I know I can cope
Laugh at the thought of eating ludes
Laugh at the thought of sniffing glue
Always gonna keep in touch
Never want to use a crutch

I've got the straight edge

Well I'm straight edge...and it's Minor Threat one of the bands that got me into punk...Without this I would be dead right now.

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just a choking victim

this song is like a page out of the story of my life from my drug and alcohol addiction to the way i lost everyone i loved for 2 years of my life due to my problems. a majority of songs by johnny hobo are the most meaningful to me but every time i listen to this one i break down in tears like the first time i heard it.

RAMSHACKLE GLORY

MORE ABOUT ALCOHOLISM.

this car is a war machine that runs on nicotine and gasoline. d-d-d-don’t you ****ing know this is the wrong side of the road? who needs brakes when it’s all down hill from here? and if we ain’t died yet then maybe we never will. but i don’t wanna burn out, so won’t you please set me on fire again? i woke up afraid of losing everything; thank god that i already have. so if you love me then listen: mind your own ****ing business! if you love me enough to stay, then please love me enough to stay…enough to stay away. i swear on my last cigarette that i’d love you my d-d-darling. i’d love you if i could. but since the day i was born, it’s been too late for me to be anything but what i am tonight. and what i am is drunk, and what i am is mean, in your passenger seat. seat belts are for people who have time to die; hell, i don’t even have time to sleep. because i don’t wanna miss a moment of loathing everything that i see. i stay up nights afraid of everything, till all that’s left is the shadows and me. ask me from sunrise to sunset: no, i ain’t left the house yet. i finally love you enough to stay…enough to stay away. aw, ****, i wish i had a job to quit. i wish i had a boss that i could tell to **** off. give me the satisfaction of a dramatic exit, and not just a long car ride and a short goodbye in a parking lot. (ohohoh.)

TakumaReborn

Rise Against - Make It Stop (September's Children)

Woah, woah.

Bang bang go the coffin nails, like a breath exhaled,
Then gone forever.
It seems just like yesterday, how did I miss the red flag's raise?

Think back, the days we left
We braved these bitter storms together.
And brought to his knees he cried,
But on his feet he died.

What God would damn a heart?
And what God drove us apart?
What God could...

Make it stop,
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step,
On the way down singing
Woah, woah.

Bang bang from the closet walls,
The schoolhouse halls,
The shotgun's loaded.
Push me and I'll push back.
I'm done asking, I demand.

From a nation under God,
I feel it's love like a cattle prod.
I'm born free, but still they hate.
I'm born me, no I can't change.

It's always darkest just before the dawn.
So stay awake with me, let's prove them wrong.

Make it stop,
Let this end,
Eighteen years pushed to the ledge.
It's come to this,
A weightless step,
On the way down singing
Woah, woah.

The cold river washed him away,
But how could we forget?
The gathering's hold candles, but not their tongues.

And too much blood has flown from the wrists,
Of the children shamed for those they chose to kiss.
Who will rise to stop the blood
We're counting for,
Insisting on,
A different beat, yeah.
A brand new song

(Names called)
Tyler Clementi, age 18
Billy Lucas, age 15
Harrison Chase Brown, age 15
Cody J. Barker, age 17
Seth Walsh, age 13


Make it stop.
Make this end,
This life chose me, I'm not lost in sin.
And proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living;

Make it stop.
Let this end,
All these years pushed to the ledge.
But proud I stand, of who I am,
I plan to go on living.


Actually almost all the rise against songs I love have deep meaning each and every word...that is why I love this freakin band cuz their songs really relate to me deeply Rise Against ROCKS! \m/

Howard the Duck

Anti-Nowhere League - So What?

So fucking what!

Well I've been to Hastings
And I've been to Brighton
I've been to Eastbourne too
So what, so what

Well I've been here
And I've been there
And I've been every fucking where
So what, so what

So what, so what you boring little cunt
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you

Well I've sucked sweets
And I've sucked rock
And I've even sucked an old man's cock
So what, so what

Well I've fucked a sheep
And I've fucked a goat
I've had my cock right down its throat
So what, so what

So what, so what you boring little cunt
Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've drunk that
And I've drunk this
And I've spewed up on a pint of piss
So what, so what

And I've had scag
I've had speed
I've jacked up until I bleed
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little cunt

Well who cares, who cares what you do
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you

Well I've had crabs
And I've had lice
And I've had the pox and that ain't nice
So what, so what

Well I've fucked this
And I've fucked that
And I've even fucked a schoolgirl's crack
So what, so what
So what, so what you boring little cunt

Who cares, who cares about you
Who cares, who cares about you
You, you, you, you....

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Malaise is THE dominant human predilection.

bob.

Conflict - The Serenade Is Dead

She wakes up in the morning; the sun is shining in her face
She turns her head around; she shares the blanket on which the love embraced
She looks out of the window; it's a lovely day outside
She tells herself that things are fine, he pulls the sheets to cover his eyes
The essence of the fresh air, that garden held the love affair
Thinking back their minds are torn in muddle and confusion
So far away another sits, who tries to make the best of it
He don't know quite what's hit him, it's another love illusion
He gazes in his empty room eyes fixed upon her picture
The loneliness, dejectedness, God how the **** he's missed her
His eyes turn turn to the window, the military roar by
He wonders how much hatred could evolve out of the sky
What God had done for peace on earth, what man destroyed from day of birth
They are concerned with feelings; they're just ashamed to cry
And one mans plan to push the button makes other sacrifice
The serenade is dead and now the only question's why?
Why when we are young, we're told it's right to love
Told it's human nature and that comes from God above
As time moves on we realize that we all look from the pit
While a plan hangs above us, to keep us in the ****
Because the minute we are born, we're told what's right and wrong
Raised with certain morals, never mentioned in their songs
As we grow up, we find out that the paths been neatly set
In a world of such destruction, we only can regret
Regret that is the word of it, as we look for our way out of it
Why can't they understand we don't want any part of it?
The pain they create everyday, that just ain't gonna go away
We've got to stick together, but still you're asking why?
The system stands strong, as our movement starts to crumble
The pressure we once held, has just turned into a rumble
They've got us where they want us, and you all just accept that
Well don't you think its time; we started to hit back
They are the enemy; they want a rope around your neck
And if they will go that far, then what the **** is next?
Forget the revolution, we've heard it all before
Heard all of the promises of nineteen-eighty-four
Its an impossible task, "oh yes", it stands before us all
Well maybe you'll believe it when your back's against the wall


defiantly my favorite Conflict song and up there for favorite punk song

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A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism.

Reach out, pierce the fine fabric of the sheltering sky, take repose.

Punks!Punks!Punks!

couldn't have said it better myself!