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Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
Album - 18 aprile 2006 - Debaser id 323110

di NOFX

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We March to the Beat of Indifferent Drum (02:38)
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With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground
There's no sense of despair, without sight, without sound
We hold our ears and shut our eyes
Distant screams morph into lullabies
We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till we're numb

We validate, rationalize, corroborate each others lives
Pat my back and I'll pat yours, benevolent conquistadors
We piss down throats, shit in cupped hands
Wipe our asses with all foreign flags
We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till we're numb

20 feet high, 2 feet thick, barbed wire, razor blades
The wall was built to keep them out while keeping us in goose step parades
We don't questions what we've become
We march to the beat of the same indifferent drum
We beat it till we're numb, we beat it till we're numb
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Benny Got Blowed Up (01:05)
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Tired of shootin' smack, tired of on the run, traded the needle... for the gun
Tired of livin' small, tired of the withdrawal, no more retreat time for attack

Oh Benny how many times you tried to kill yourself,
OD's and robberies and super stunts, I never thought you'd die from them

Riding around in tanks, fire a round of blanks, Benny had never had such fun
Until he took a wrong step into bomb, and that's when Benny got blowed up

Alone, under a blanket soaked with sweat and piss,
We figured Benny would end up like this
We just didn't think for them
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Getting High on the Down Low (01:13)
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I'm on the wagon now
But she doesn't know
I'm getting high on the down low
Cuz when I got the new thing
I got no place to go
Unless I got a bottle in me

I'm in a Cadillac
I'm starting to stare
Who's the guy with the blood in his hair
The last thing I remember
I was going somewhere
And then the stop sign got in the way

[cough]

I'm laying low in a hospital bed
I got a dent, and a crack in the head
That's okay cuz i've got no idea what I just said
Gotta love the hospital meds

I'm getting high on the D.L.
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Cool and Unusual Punishment (02:05)
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Absolute shibari, cold noodles and hot sake
The mistress bar in Roppongi is the place
For Japanese hardcore, not the kind you're gonna find at the record store
Not the kind designed for the kind hearted

Do not pass go, do not get bail
Go directly to Osaka Jail
Where you get locked or drunk under the table

For just under 10,000 yen
You can visit hell and come back again
For the process of hurting and healing
Cake and candle wax dessert
It’s not fun ‘til someone gets hurt
Who’s the next to get hung from the ceiling

So if you want rewards and consequence
They got the cool and unusual punishments
Get on your knees for Japanese instruction
Rope and Cigarette burns, forget about any health concerns
This is pure assisted self-destruction

Kanpai and bottoms up, unhelping hands hogtie you up
One bad deed surely deserves another
Bruised from bamboo caning
Coming home try explaining this to your significant other
Good fucking luck
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Wolves in Wolves' Clothing (01:57)
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We're Rome, Aztec Mexico, Easter Island paradigm
We are followers of Jimmy Jones, cutting in the kool-aid line

We are Animal Farm Pigs, we are a Terry Gilliam film
We are fear Oligarchy, we are wolves in wolves' clothing, we are this planet's kidney stones

In the process of getting passed, metamorphosis from first to last
A system breaking down beyond repair
A product of three million millionaires and 100 million easy marks

We are Marie Antoinette, we are Joseph McCarthy
We've finally become the divided states
A nation built on freedoms, fears, and hates, the denotation of Irony

We all want a Hollywood end, but we're getting a foreign one
The script has already been penned, and titled, "the epitaph of a drowning nation"
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Cantando en Español (01:26)
NOFX • Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
Despues de 235
canciones, los liricos se valuan mas
y no tengo ningunos para esta

El Hefe canta melodia triste
o canta amor de la corazon
haz como que hable español

Ojala que la mayoria
de nuestros aficionados
no entiendan nada que canto
para los otros: chinga su madre, guey
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100 Times Fuckeder (01:57)
NOFX • Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
fighting with gloves
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
hitting above the belt
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
citing the facts
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
exposing all the lies
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder

we get what we f**king deserve
bringing raised fists to a knife fight
you'd think developed minds could learn
not to give benefit of doubt
you wouldn't trust a hungry animal
around your newborn, would you?

sharing the wealth
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
taking the high road
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
showing respect
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder
giving a shit
now we're the ones a hundred times f**keder

did anyone really expect
to win a race already fixed
the spoils doled out in advance
the appointed already picked
all allegations of fraud
categorically dismissed as absurd
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Instant Crassic (00:34)
NOFX • Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
I'm swimming in a sea of pee
I'm hiking up a big mountain of poo
I feel like rolling in glass when I'm without you

I'm diving in a bowl of puke
I'm fly fishing a stream of puss
That's how I feel when something separates us

I'm living in Bakersfield
I'm at a month long hip-hop festival
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You Will Lose Faith (02:31)
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Your only daughter's turning tricks cause she's jonesin' for a fix
She just blew your mechanic, that's when you will lose your wife's
Overdose was a success, humiliation was too great
Now with your estate foreclosed, you will surely lose your head
Was in a bad place when you punched your supervisor in the throat
An inadvertent fatal blow, were the words your lawyer used
On the unsympathetic judge, who was having a bad day
So he threw your life away, is faith still comforting you?
I know the answer, still I ask, where is your god now?

You thought it was the Christian thing to do, breaking up that fight at school
'Til the gun came into play, and the sight was set on you
Running was ironic cause it was the last time you would
You wish the kids you tried to help wouldn't laugh when he saw you
Are the invisible man, no one looks you in the eye
You've become an anecdote, the wrong place at the wrong time
The worst case scenario, the proverbial "that guy"
You never did question your faith; you flushed it with your first piss bag
That's why I have to ask, where is your god now?
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Doornails (02:14)
NOFX • Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
These two shots are for Derrick
For Rifle, not the handgun
For Coffee and Cigarettes
Give It Back

You know, suicide isn't painless
When you leave everyone in pain
Two shots will never go down the same

This beating's for Jimmy
For Ultimate Devotion
For your Mind Of My Own
Bring Out Your Dead

Sedated, flagellated
You were the one most loved and hated
Thanks for all that carpet and your songs

This petron's for Jason
This lager's for Andy
And these doses are for Bomber
And this fix is for Bradley
This ritalin's for Lumpy
And this speedball's for Friday
This nitrous hit is for Lynn and best friend Dobbs

This bowl is for my mom
For drinking more than I did
For posting bail for me in New York

And in Hollywood that first time
And that joint we smoked was the worst time
Cause doing drugs with parents is just wrong

This petron's for Jason
This lager's for Andy
And these doses are for Bomber
And this fix is for Bradley
This song is for winning losers
It's for lucky substance abusers
The ones who left their black marks on us all
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60% (reprise) (01:54)
NOFX • Wolves in Wolves' Clothing
I'm not here to entertain you
I'm here to meet my friend the Russian
The Irish, the German, the Columbian

I don't care how bad I fuck up
I care about how fucked up I get
I'm not your clown
I'm your dealer

And I'm holding three bindles of bullshit
And you're buyin' them 'cause you are addicted
To the pure and totally uncut

I'm not here to amuse you
I'm here to abuse my body
I'm here because old habits die hard

And seriously, what else am I supposed to do?
This isn't my job, my hobby, my habit
It's sad, but this is my life

Welcome to our mission statement
Total self-debasement
And not giving our all

Watch us Fall!

It's not that we don't pull it
It's just that we only give about 60 or so percent

Would you rather be fed bullshit
From some 20-something, makeup wearing, popstar

"This one goes out to all our fans all over the world
Without you, we'd just be us.
So, I just wanna say thank you!
We fuckin' love you, Modesto!"

Fuck you!

And you're takin' it easy before the show
So you won't lose your voice
And disappoint your fans routine

And you don't care about the children
You don't even know them
All you know is their money
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