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Home Schoolin'
02:31
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Home Schoolin'
Now mama who you think you're foolin'
Tell dad to do that homework for me
We all know I never do it
Ain't got no Xbox back at school
No phone for streaming my YouTube
Go on now and send me to my room
Now we're home schoolin'
Well now my momma and my daddy they want me out
We're all locked in this goddamn house
Well, the new normal is fine by me
We'll rock and roll to that quarantine
I'm goinna have a ball
Driving you up the wall
We're home schoolin'
Up all night, sleep all day
That homework packets gonna have to wait
Now, Fortnite til my eyes bleed
You know I'm freaking out if you touch my TV
We're trapped inside
The tension's high
We're home schoolin'
Well I don't think I'll make it to the zoom classroom on time today
My schedule's booked up watching my family cry today
Yeah
I wanna go out with my friends and I'll ask nine times
You don't say yes, I'll drive you out of your mind
Home schoolin'
And I'm alright
We're gonna isolate and it sure feels' great
We're home schoolin'
Home schoolin'
Home schoolin'
And I'm alright
We're gonna isolate and it sure feels great
We're home schoolin'
Home schoolin'
Home schoolin'
And I'm alright
We're gonna isolate and it sure feels great
We're home schoolin'
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2. |
Michael Doesn't Like Me
02:58
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Michael doesn't like me, he thinks I'm full of shit
He doesn't have to say so, yeah I can take a hint
Oh I'm not that bad a guy, so I don't understand why
He hates me and wants to kick my ass
Michael doesn't like me, he thinks that I'm a jerk
I gave him my last juice box, but nothing seems to work
Maybe it's all in my head, but I swear he wants me dead
And I don't see this getting any worse
He thinks that I'm a total loser
It kind of hurts my feelings too
Cause when he pisses in my sandbox
Well that's gotta be the worst most disrespectful thing another kid could do
And I don't think it's cool
And I don't think it's cool
And I don't think it's cool
Michael doesn't like me, I think I'm gonna cry
I try to be his pal, but he gave me a black eye
Now I don't want to get rough cause I hear he's pretty tough
So I guess, that I'll just shut my trap
Michael thinks I'm stupid, I know he thinks I'm lame
When I say hey what's up Michael, he just walks away
And I knew it along so correct me if I'm wrong
He hates me and wants to punch my face
He rides his bike without a helmet
And takes the little bus to school
It's not my fault if he can't help it
When he swears and flips me off, I show him that I've got a middle finger too
Yeah, right back at you
Yeah, right back at you
Yeah, right back at you
He thinks that I'm a total loser
It kind of hurts my feelings too
Cause when he pisses in my sandbox
Well that's gotta be the worst most disrespectful thing another kid could do
And I don't think it's cool
And I don't think it's cool
And I don't think it's cool
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3. |
Helmets
02:04
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Where's Your Helmet
We're gonna go go go to the punk rock show tonight
I'm gonna ride my board and you can take your bike
Cause there's a lot of mean people in cars out there
And they can come right out of nowhere fast
You better look both ways or you'll end up right on your ass
Where's your helmet
Let's Go
We're gonna go go go to the punk rock show ok
And if your mom says no, you'll punch her in the face
Cause if she smacks you back with a wiffle ball bat
Then you gotta have a backup plan
She's gonna crack that skull make you understand
Where's your helmet
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4. |
Football
02:15
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I know that I'm the best,
I'm tougher than the rest
One day I'll be a big shot football hero
I'll score one for the team
, cheerleaders will scream
Then me and my jock friends will punch a weirdo
Cause I'm gonna be a professional football player
All of my fans are gonna worship me
I'm gonna be a professional football player
Praised like a god in my football dreams
I'll win over the crowd
, my dad will be so proud
And maybe he will stop yelling at me
And when I catch a pass
, some dude will smack my ass
And I'll get to go to college for free
Cause I'm gonna be a professional football player
All my fans are gonna worship me
I'm gonna be a professional football player
Praised like a god in my football dreams
When I'm on the offense I'm coming after you
I'll kick and stomp and smash you until you're black and blue
You'll end up in a wheelchair before this game is through
I'm gonna catch that ball if it's the last thing I ever fucking do
Cause I'm gonna be a professional football player
I'm gonna be a professional football player
I'm gonna be a professional football player
I'm gonna be a professional football player Yeah
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5. |
Skatepark
03:13
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Friday after school, head out to the park
We were out there shredding until it was almost dark
Dropped into a pool, caught a bunch of air
I could nail a four-foot hard flip but she won't even care
Pop shove it, really doesn't seem to impress her at all
My thoughts stop, every time she even looks my way and then I fall
Falling for that girl
At the skate park, I'm wasting all my time
Going round in circles at the skate park
Get on my board and ride
There's nothing left to do
There's nothing left to do
Wait for pretty girl to show up again
They all hang around on the other side of the fence
Try to keep my cool, maybe I should bail
But I can do a kick flip onto any of these rails
I'm trying just to get the guts to talk to her somehow
Keep flying on this half pipe but I know I'll end up falling down
I'm falling for her now
At the skate park, I'm wasting all my time
Going round in circles at the skate park
Get on my board and ride
There's nothing left to do
There's nothing left to do
At the skate park, I'm wasting all my time
Going round in circles at the skate park
Get on my board and ride
There's nothing left to do
There's nothing left to do
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6. |
Lockdown
01:55
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My best friend died here by my side
Oh how I cried, so many died
It was a flood of tears and blood
Looked like a pool here at my school
But it's ok, God bless the NRA
Cause I don't need a thing
To go and get my own AK
To get my own AK
It's hard enough just to be a kid
To figure out with what's so wrong with what I did
To take a class, to pass at math, to meet a girl, conquer the world
Learning dodging bullets just seems absurd
I have to be 18 to smoke a cigarette
My throat gets sore, I go to the store I cant't get Sudafed
Can't even watch a movie if it's NC17
But I can get a glock without a safety lock and a loaded magazine
Why is it so hard to understand
Certain things shouldn't be in children's hands
It's not about protecting rights, it's about correcting wrongs
That's why I wrote this song
That's why you all should sing along
Or soon the future will be gone, gone, gone, gone, gone
My best friend died here by my side
oh how I cried, so many died
It was a flood of tears and blood
Looked like a pool here at my school
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7. |
Nate Fuck Off
03:05
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This one's about the kid with yellow hair
He doesn't play the bass too well at all
He wears sandals to school
He'll take a dump right in your pool
But out of the three of us, he's pretty tall
And he always wears a porn anime sweatshirt
He's got a matching blankie just for jerking off
In terms of fucking the songs up, he is an expert
Hey Nate, fuck off….
His computers always Full of malware viruses
No matter how much he runs AVG
He always looks real high
I bet his mom would probably cry
If she ever searched his browsing history
He's the only one we know who gets excited
When the doctor says to turn your head and cough
His rapping skills Have got us undecided
Hey Nate, fuck off…
(He's lazy and stupid his hair is not even blonde, a loser, he's useless, His bass is never in tune)
(His head is gigantic, his Tik tok video sucks, a boneheaded a moron, his Soundcloud sucks real bad too)
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8. |
T-Burg Johnny
02:45
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9. |
Ear Infection
02:20
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Your lips are moving, But I'm not listening
I hear you talking. But you don't got nothing to say
I think you're boring, You don't know anything
So stop your whining, I wish that you'd just go away
I wish that you'd just go away
Your voice is traveling on different frequencies
Communication is not an option anymore
Your words are blending together as one sound
You're the infection, now why don't you just shut your mouth
Now don't you just shut your mouth
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A.D.D.
02:00
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Yeah I've got A.D.D.
I don't know what the hell is wrong with me
The doctor said that I should take this pill
And it will help me out with sitting still
I've got A.D.D.
It's like an overwhelming energy
I need a coping skill to focus on
Until my over stimulation's gone
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
Yeah, I've got A.D.D.
And that's a label that will stay with me
Throughout the course of my whole life at school
Maybe the other kids will think it's cool
The pharmaceutical industry
Capitalizing on the fact that we
Have the attention span of eight year olds
And always end up doing what we're told
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster, Faster
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11. |
Spiders
02:20
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Spiders are the worst, disgusting
Hairy legs, they won't stop coming
Down, down, down, down, down
Beady eyes, they're always lurking
Hatred for them never slowing
Down, down, down, down, down
Spiders everywhere
Creepy, crawling, hanging around
Spiders everywhere
This basement, house, invading our town
Fear inside, we're screaming, running
Up the stairs, they won't stop coming
Down, down, down, down, down
Growing wings and getting faster
No escaping, this disaster
Down, down, down, down, down
Spiders everywhere
Creepy, crawling, hanging around
Spiders everywhere
This basement, house, invading our town
Spiders everywhere
Creepy, crawling, hanging around
Spiders everywhere
This basement, house, invading our town
Invading our planet
Invading our town
Invading our planet
Invading our town
Invading our planet
Invading our town
We're leaving this planet
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12. |
Sticks and Stones
01:40
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You think we don't understand a single word that you say
Whispering to your friends, wish they'd just go away
Oh my god, they're so cute, is it a boy or a girl
You better turn the other way
Just go away
Just go away
Just go away
You're stupid and boring and so full of shit
You're wasting our time and we are getting sick of it
You're lazy and dumb and you don't have a clue
We don't need Michael and we don't need you
Your guitar is so great, but it's never left your room
All these trolls, it's so sad, with these internet buffoons
We're just kids having fun, rock and roll is our drug
You don't know us, just go away
Just go away
Just go away
Just go away
You're stupid and boring and so full of shit
You're wasting our time and we are getting sick of it
You're lazy and dumb and you don't have a clue
We don't need John Travers and we don't need you
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13. |
Practice
01:32
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Ever since The day he shit his pants he acts like such an asshole
Or maybe he was just an asshole all along
But every now and then he comes around like he's some fucking rockstar
But if he didn't then we would not have this song
He doesn't show up for band practice because he's got more important things to do
Well heres a little message Dylan
(fuck you)
This is what happens when you don't show up for practice
This is what it sounds like without your impressive lead guitar riffs
This is the product of a gimmick driven punk band
This is what you get when you blow us off and leave us high and dry
Just another Saturday, another Saturday
And Dylan doesn't wanna play
He only wants to stay home
This is what happens when you don't show up for practice
This is the sound of my dick in my hand, when you fail to arrive
This is what happens when you don't show up for practice
This is what you get when you leave us hanging and waste all of our time
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14. |
Pat on the Back
02:14
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This world is treating you so bad
And you're whining like a baby
And it's really kind of sad
You must be so alone
In this world of delusion
Where you're saving rock and roll
And no one listens to you
And you've got nowhere to go
Standing on your own
We never see you at the show
Actions speak louder than words
All we see is a baby who's looking for a pat on the back
Pat on the back
Pat on the back
Pat on the back
Picking on little kids
Has you feeling like big man
In your big boy underpants
You must be so proud
When you're knocking down the scene
And pushing everyone away
What's your motivation
In these stupid games you play
Are you jealous, feeling cheated
Cause you're not getting your way
Actions speak louder than words
All we see is a baby who's looking for a pat on the back
Pat on the back
Pat on the back
Pat on the back
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15. |
Didn't Make It
03:09
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Well we started out so strong
Really how could we go wrong?
We were 4 kids in a punk rock band
And we learned to play a song
We were mini punk rock stars
We were packing clubs and bars
Oh the gimmick it was bulletproof
Little kids playing guitars
Yeah we opened for the Bosstones
Played the Warped Tour too
Even got a documentary
A director and film crew
There was just one thing we failed to factor in
Well we started to get fat
Dylan's voice began to crack
Now were into boobs and anime
And that disappoints my dad
It was a flash right in the pan
Like a killer one night stand
Well we're taller than our parents now
Which was not part of the plan
And We're growing hair in places
We did not have hair before
We've got acne on our faces
and it ain't too cute no more
The inevitable truth starts to set in
We didn't make it
Id like to say we tried hard but we faked it
The songs are all sub par thats why we failed
The ship has sailed, we didn't make it
We didn't make it
We had a shot and our parents made us take it
Vicariously reliving their youth
Cause their failures too, we didn't make it
We didn't make it
Remove the age thing and we're pretty basic
The novelty had an expiration date
And now its too late, we didn't make it
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16. |
California
02:29
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We're not from California, we're not from N.Y.C.
If you go to Chicago, that's not where we will be.
Here the girls are fat and the sun don't always shine
But in my book, that's just fine
It's a no mans land
There's no palm trees in the sand
That I can find, No No No
We're not from California
If you end up in Wormtown, you went to the wrong bar
It's kind of close to Boston, but close is no cigar
And the people smell, they all love to scream and yell
But it's home sweet home to me
And you, know you're there
You can taste it in the air
You're gonna gag, yeah yeah yeah
We're not from California
The tap water tastes like toxic waste
But it's safe to drink most of the time
The smoke kind of saturates the air
And the winters will make you want to die
We're not from California
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Started in 2017, Color Killer features a powerful lead, bass and rhythm guitar line-up with forceful percussion and fierce yet melodic lead and back-up vocals.
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