CASEY JONES LYRICS
album: "Few, The Proud, The Crucial" (2004)
1. Just Another Day In The FLA2. Know This X
3. Grown Assman
4. You Were Never A Fan Of The Dry Hump
5. Strike Hard
6. Dead Kid? Try A Nice Memorial Tattoo
7. C.G.L. 2K3
8. Meaner Than A Junkyard Dog
9. If You're Smoking In Here You Better Be On Fire
10. Big Train, Raging Ice
11. Pigs Is Pigs
12. Pain 101
13. [Bonus track]
1. Just Another Day In The FLA
I'm breaking out, these walls can't hold me any longer.
Days pass me by and I got stronger with every breath I took.
I doubted this world as a whole.
I refuse to live in a world that refuses me.
I refuse to live a life that isn't right for me.
I refuse.
I'm breaking out.
When reality comes I'll shove it away and try to make it to another day
I refuse.
2. Know This X
This time I'll take every word with a grain of salt and stare you down.
One day you'll learn what a promise really is and the meaning of pride.
Go ahead and X up.
Sellout.
Straight edge for a while, a crooked x for that crooked smile.
A new trend.
A new start.
The X on your hand will never be there in your heart.
I AM STRAIGHT EDGE!
3. Grown Assman
One chance is all I got.
I'll take my time and give my best shot.
No regrets, I can't live in the past.
What's done is done.
I'll see how long this lasts.
I've made mistakes, I'll be the first to admit.
Through my time I've done some fucked up shit.
I'm trying as hard as I can to live my life and be a fucking man.
Stand up for things that are right.
Never back down from fear or a fight.
This is my pledge.
4. You Were Never A Fan Of The Dry Hump
What did I do to you?
Nothing, I gave my all.
Something in you has changed.
Time for you to face reality.
You're stuck on yourself.
The best of the best just became the worse of the worst.
The best of the best just became the worst of the worst.
Suck it up.
5. Strike Hard
Strike hard, strike first, no mercy.
2 months in your newest crew.
Trends are changing and so are you.
Trade in everything you ever had for what's the newest fad.
Shut your mouth.
Take a good listen.
Write this down.
This is your next lesson.
No matter what, what your fashion, show your heart through your actions.
In the end, where do you stand?
Is this all to impress the bands?
In the end, where do you stand?
You're preaching something you don't know.
Just doing it for a show.
In the end, where do you stand?
6. Dead Kid? Try A Nice Memorial Tattoo
I wish I took you away from your problems and your worthless life.
I would have forced you to leave the pills, the bottle behind.
I just wanted you to be as free as me and see the world the way it was made to be.
Now 6 feet deep and nowhere to go.
No life.
No future.
And no one to hold.
20 years of life shut down by substances of waste.
No laughs.
No smiles.
Only tears of shame.
Dead.
You threw your life away.
Dead.
I wish I took you away
7. C.G.L. 2K3
Hanging with my friends every Saturday night.
Throwing stuff at bums.
A few looking to fight.
I love my friends.
Sing it with me till the end.
Oh my god, Carl got laid!
These are the days that last a lifetime.
Quit the drama and just have some fun.
Memories are made with the best of friends.
The true ones have your back till the end.
8. Meaner Than A Junkyard Dog
So you're fed up with your life?
Time to grab the knife.
No more problems.
No more fears.
Not even your mother's tears.
Grow guts, step up.
No one likes you anyway.
Grow up, step up.
Time to change today.
Now there's two things you can do.
Number 1: grow up, be a man and quit crying.
Number 2: just do yourself in.
Quit faking it and stop wasting my precious time.
You're a selfish piece of shit and a weak link in all of humanity.
Someone's gone through the same shit before.
Quit wasting all my time.
Someone's gone through worse shit before.
Quit bitching about your life
9. If You're Smoking In Here You Better Be On Fire
Keep that shit outta my face.
Keep that shit outta this place.
Keep that shit to your fucking self.
Roll up your windows.
Shut your fucking doors.
That cig is cramping my style.
The pleasure is all yours.
Before you light that smoke, remember you're the joke and you look like a tool.
Your breath smells like shit.
I'd rather suck a dick,
than be the one who looks like a fool.
You're the joke.
10. Big Train, Raging Ice
Crawling through a ditch in the woods.
Two arms gone and a blood lusting thirst hits harder than a gang rape in prison.
I'm turning to a zombie.
Throwing up mucus and pus in your face before I eat you like a buffet of fried chicken on black church Sunday.
Zombie Lars.
Pass me the brains.
11. Pigs Is Pigs
Everyday old things change.
Nothing ever stays the same.
Everyday, everyday something fades.
It's funny how things can change.
Nothing is for certain.
Tomorrow is a gamble.
Like the man on the street.
All you have is yourself.
People change.
Friendship's fade.
Roll the dice for this game called life.
People change.
Friendship's fade.
Time for your best poker face.
In the end, believe in yourself.
You're all that you have.
Believe in yourself.
You're all that you have.
12. Pain 101
When it's all over said and done, I'll still be standing, screaming this song.
Look me in the eyes and tell me what you see.
A standard issue mind.
Pure, clean and drug free.
I have made my choice.
This is my voice to teach what I believe is the right way for me.
This is my voice.
I am proud to be drug free.
This says it all.
13. [Bonus track]
[Bonus track]
Welcome, this is your boy Johnny Unstoppable,
Hey yo, this goes out to everybody who sold out to their friends,
'cause they thought it all was a trend.
check it:
Hey kids, I can only ask to hold my glass while I grab a golf club and a goalie mask.
I got to spit a verse with Casey Jones,
We're here to blaze the domes in every racist home.
Every block party and traffic jam, back in the day son, you know I had a plan.
Me and the Boys caused a ruckus, cause no one could touch us, a whole lot of love with a little brass on the knuckles.
And when I say hardcore I don't mean a Korn fag, and when you see three X's I ain't reading a porn mag.
See you just confused like a gangster with an orange rag.
I''m watching the scene split up like a torn bag.
With all the fakers fall out, taking the wrong route, now kids wonder... who I'm making this song 'bout?
See back then my mom thought my friends were satanists, now there not even my friends there just acquaintances.
When I came home from college I was startin to rap, everybody would trade in there X's for cartons and packs.
Rest of the cats think weed sacs will help them get their steeds back, and they wonder where the cheese at.
Ya'll turn the red light off for a one night stand, becoming whores for some empty coors and budlight cans.
If you don't care about that, pfft, I could care less.
I'll be making six-figures, while your peepin' hair nets.
I got a real appetite, I can't eat off their checks, so I stand alone in the pit and beat on my bear chest.
Take a look at what's left, from old school to new school.
The only thing that's real is The Few, The Proud, and The Crucial.
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