THE SPUDMONSTERS LYRICS
album: "Stop The Madness" (1993)
1. Death Sucks2. Stop The Madness
3. Repo Man
4. Self-Proclaimed Expert
5. I’m Not Guilty
6. Black Lies
7. Garbage Day
8. Slavery
9. Chains
10. Toe Jam - Preppy Peckernecks
11. War Games
12. Beer
13. Progress
14. Lbs. Of Shit In A 5 Lb. Bag
15. Too Sick To Die
16. Have A Nice Day
17. Permanent Solution
1. Death Sucks
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Johnny was a smart man who thought he had his whole life planned
He went to school, he studied hard buy fun he didn’t understand
He got good grades, he fit in well, his future seemed to be so bright
However, his dreams were shattered coming one Friday night
Your days are numbered and you don’t know when you’ll meet the reaper and your life will end
You must live each day like it was you last or you’ll find too late your chances have passed
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Death! Death! Death sucks! Death!
Johnny’s dead, he’s just another innocent drunk-driving death
All of his dreams and prominence have disappeared with his last breath
His parents cry, they wonder why this had to happen to their son
They should be crying ‘cause he dies without ever having fun
Your days are numbered and you don’t know when you’ll meet the reaper and your life will end
You must live each day like it was you last or you’ll find too late your chances have passed
2. Stop The Madness
Living on the streets from day to day
Violent crimes are on the rampage
Unemployment’s at an all-time high
The air is full of painful children’s cries
Pushers on every street corner
Uppin’ business for the local coroner
The newspaper reads “Four gunned down New Year’s Eve”
Another drive-by shooting cross-town in the city streets
A young girl sleeps in a box
Former Prom Queen is hooked on rocks
The rich man’s wallet is getting thicker
While soup lines are getting bigger
What’s with the world?
Don’t you even give a shit?
Never reach out unless you benefit
It’s all for one and none for scum
Now you tell me what is wrong?
No respect for life
You don’t respect the dead
Marching all over each other just to get ahead
Hated for the color of their skin
Society breed racism
Kill to belong a gang
Wrong color, Bang!
Teenage suicide is growing, lost hope
In hoping, pimps selling young flesh
Gotta pedal pussy while it is fresh
While it’s juicy
A young girl sleeps in a box
Former Prom Queen is hooked on rocks
The rich man’s wallet is getting thicker
While soup lines are getting bigger
What’s with the world?
Don’t you even give a shit?
Never reach out unless you benefit
It’s all for one and none for scum
Now you tell me what is wrong?
No respect for life
You don’t respect the dead
Marching all over each other just to get ahead
Just to get ahead
Just to get ahead
Just to get ahead!
Our future is looking grim and world peace is a myth
Now I only wish we could stop the madness!
3. Repo Man
You know the payment’s overdue
Before you know it he’ll steal yours too
He’s sent to repossess
With his jimmy he will have easy access to your Caddy
Intense, in a sense
Compensating by the model
Rich payoff, an El Dorado
Graveyard shift is more intense
Logically the better bet
Into his you can see
Fearless, hostile tendencies
Knowing that it only takes
A second to be shot point-blank
The life of danger he shall lead
It’s worth the risk and all the greed
He’s sent to repossess
The different prices he will get
To steal your neighbor’s red Corvette
Intense, in a sense
Compensating by the model
Rich payoff, an El Dorado
Graveyard shift is more intense
Logically the better bet
Into his you can see
Fearless, hostile tendencies
Knowing that it only takes
A second to be shot point-blank
Nobody ever said “I wanna be a Repo Man”
The few, the young, the proud will be selected and trained thoroughly
Who’s the jerk that stole the “Z”
Everybody points at me
That’s OK, I’ll take the blame
All of you would do the same
Under the right circumstance
You’d probably stab your best friend’s back
But as it pertains to me
It is just an intense hobby
You know the payment’s overdue
Before you know it he’ll steal yours too
He’s sent to repossess
With his jimmy he will have easy access to your Caddy
Intense, in a sense
In the nighttime is when it starts
Inconspicuous into the dark
Look into my eyes and you’ll see who I am
I am the infamous Repo Man
4. Self-Proclaimed Expert
Linguistic hocus pocus really never meant a goddamned thing to me
Your desperate attempts of being noticed are such horrible things to see
No matter what you say I’m never gonna change my fucking mind, OK?
You just talk and talk and talk around in circles with nothing to say
Can’t you shut your mouth and open up your mind
You might be surprised at the things you’ll find
Form your own opinions inside your own head
And stop regurgitating things other have said
Linguistic hocus pocus really never meant a goddamned thing to me
Your desperate attempts of being noticed are such horrible things to see
No matter what you say I’m never gonna change my fucking mind, OK?
You just talk and talk and talk around in circles with nothing to say
Can’t you shut your mouth and open up your mind
You might be surprised at the things you’ll find
Form your own opinions inside your own head
And stop regurgitating things other have said
You can’t button your lip
You live without companionship
I know you wanna fit
Bu we don’t wanna hear your shit!
You can’t button your lip
You live without companionship
I know you wanna fit
Bu we don’t wanna hear your shit!
5. I’m Not Guilty
Not guilty!
I’m not guilty!
I am not guilty!
I’m not guilty!
Guilty
Made out to be the bad guy
Made to be the traitor
Made up in your mind
I’ve given of my friendship
I’ve given of my time
Now I am crucified
Forever condemned by your trumped-up charge
The accusations made behind my back
You’ve got some nerve to smile to my face
You’re two-faced, integrity you lack
You poison minds against me
You attitudinize
You paint yourself lily-white
Why can’t you be honest and tell it like it is?
Your life is ruled by hate
Forever condemned by your trumped-up charge
The accusations made behind my back
You’ve got some nerve to smile to my face
You’re two-faced, integrity you lack
I’m not guilty!
I’m not guilty!
Made out to be the bad guy
Made to be the traitor
Made up in your mind
I’ve given of my friendship
I’ve given of my time
Now I am crucified
Forever condemned by your trumped-up charge
The accusations made behind my back
You’ve got some nerve to smile to my face
You’re two-faced, integrity you lack
Not guilty!
I’m not guilty!
I am not guilty!
I’m not guilty!
Guilty
6. Black Lies
Why must I live without this trust?
The feeling of disgust, the emptiness erupts
Why trust when there’s chance of pain?
The backbreaking greed and the shame
At one time you’d die to instate
The thick-blooded bond you relay to strengthen the trust?
A lie, as simple as it seems means so much to me
Coming back to haunt thee
Why trust when there’s chance of pacts?
That are broken back from what’s been had too fucking bad
Why trust when there’s chance of lies?
They are all just cold black lies
Why hide under a disguise?
It’s all been a waste of your pride
And soon you’ll realize that there’s no trust!
Everybody does it the same
Is it a bold habit of rage?
Well, I don’t know about you
But I’ll solve the dispute
White lies: No harm!
Black lies: Hit hard!
White lies: No harm!
Black lies: Hit hard!
7. Garbage Day
Tomorrow it’s garbage day
It smells pretty ripe around here
Somebody better take out the trash
Before it stinks up this whole place
Take out the trash!
No matter what!
Coffee grounds, cigarette butts
Orange peels, coconuts
Fuzzy grapes, cans of beans
Poison sprays, Vaseline
In the freezing cold
In the dead of night
Nothing else matters
It’s garbage night!
It’s that time of the week again
Look at all the piles of rubbish
You’re piling up around here
I’m certainly not taking out!
Take out the trash!
No matter what!
Eggshells rotting in the air
Moldy bread, the clumps of hair
Stepped in dog shit, candied yams
Chips, dips, rotten spam
In the freezing cold
In the dead of night
Nothing else matters
It’s garbage night!
And so it’s garbage night
Cruising down the freeway
With a carload full of garbage
Fast-food wrappers, beer cans
Remember folks, it’s your city too!
Take out the trash!
No matter what!
Moldy tubesteaks, monthly bills
Science projects, pots of swill
Growing beer cans, bloody rags
Who’s gonna take these garbage bags?
In the freezing cold
In the dead of night
Nothing else matters
It’s garbage night!
8. Slavery
Don’t just stand there sweep up the floor
Then you can empty the trash
When that’s done there’s more on this list for you
You’ve got no time to take a rest
My hands are clenched in fists of rage!
I am a slave for minimum wage!
Tonight you work until close
Tomorrow morning you will open up
Thirty hours a week takes up your whole week
They don’t want you to have a life
My hands are clenched in fists of rage!
I am a slave for minimum wage!
They’re OK until you work
Then you’re treated like a jerk
Every time you make a mistake
You know that you’ve been misled
This job has you seeing red
Always give and never take
A billion-dollar industry
Can’t survive without you and me
You’d think they’d have to give us a break
But most people still kick ass
Stupidity’s enduring mass
A vast supply from which to take
My hands are clenched in fists of rage!
I am a slave for minimum wage!
There’s only so much I can take
Always being treated like shit
While I swear, someone behind the desk gets rich
Take your job and shove it up your ass
9. Chains
Who do you think you are trying to be?
Abusing your position of authority
A poor excuse for a man
On his knees at their commands
And the one thing that gets me is he jumps at the chance
To brownie his nose up the corporate owner’s ass
If only you knew the truth
Not just me, they hate you too
The same!
Never seems to worry because he holds the keys
And his main priority is job security as I don’t have
Now it’s time to let you go
I understand, you’re too weak
Open the door, out I go
Why don’t you say:
“I have conformed to leaders of hate”?
Because you know if you do
You’re next out the door
I can’t betray my integrity
I won’t keel down, not for anyone
I won’t conform
Can you see what you’ve done?
You burned me
Don’t forget you burned me
Watch your back!
10. Toe Jam - Preppy Peckernecks
Walking with noses in air
Preppy people with clean-out hair
Dressed up, all set to go
Turtlenecking, whiffs of Polo
Here comes another one
Harvard junkie, dad’s proud son
Letterman of the croquet team
He’s such a stud
You can see
The way they walk is so goofy
The boat shoes and alligators
They’re so cute
Upon their necks the symbol of a stuck-up pest
But I just don’t care to see
These fortunates make fun of me
He’s on his second beer
Acting stupid with his peers
Slurring talk
He tells the girls about his yacht
Trying to get these chicks back to his room
So he can look dumb and pass out on them
Raised by kings and queens
What a life
Waited on hand and foot
Just for a smile
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
And if you find a good one in the batch
Then disregard everything that I’ve said
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Peckernecks!
Peckernecks!
Peckernecks!
Peckernecks march...
Can’t you see that Fahrvergnugen is different than Benz?
Class comes from the heart not from swollen heads
Every time you pass a Preppy Peckernecks you’ll see
The nose that’s pointing north is not the type for me
11. War Games
World War II, Pearl Harbor, Vietnam
War starters, Hitler’s rise for power
Death from above
War’s grown-up’s sport, a game
A bloody way to say
“Your country is wrong and this will teach you a lesson”
Uncle Sam and his brigade invited me to join his team
To fight for my country and earn some cash
An opportunity that I just could not pass
Attention!
Uncle Sam!
You’ve been using young men through these bloody wars
Dropping by the millions but hey, there’s a lot more
“I want you!”
You say that you want me?
You don’t even know my name
How could this be?
You want me to fight in your infantry
But I beg to differ
Integrity you claim
I will not be a part of these foolish games
Government ties
Government lies
It’s all the same
Just a bloody game
Decisions made, what do they think?
To leaders a war’s just a game
Why don’t they help and find out themselves?
Victory is hard to achieve
Defense weapons!
Combat missions!
Decisions made, what do they think?
To leaders a war’s just a game
Why don’t they help and find out themselves?
Victory is hard to achieve
World War II, Pearl Harbor, Vietnam
War starters, Hitler’s rise for power
And the wish of death
It’s against your back and you’ll get cracked
That’s if you lack
The people’s will to die in the wars that we fight
The paranoid effects in their minds and their pride
The parents hope to God that respects won’t be paid
In hopes their kids will live another day
12. Beer
I like Strohs
I like Miller
I like Pabst
I like Heinies
I like Fosters
I like Becks
I like Bud
I like Beer!
Do you know what I’m talking about?
We like beer
Cold beer
Draft beer
Dark beer
Green beer
Bock beer
Warm beer
All beer
In heaven there is no beer
That’s why we drink it down here
The beers are going down good
They’re healthy and you know
We like beer
Cold beer
Draft beer
Dark beer
Green beer
Bock beer
Warm beer
All beer
In heaven there is no beer
That’s why we drink it down here
The beers are going down good
They’re healthy and you know
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
Beer rules!
In heaven there is no beer
That’s why we drink it down here
The beers are going down good
They’re healthy and you know
In heaven there is no beer
That’s why we drink it down here
The beers are going down good
They’re healthy and you know
I like Strohs
I like Miller
I like Pabst
I like Heinies
I like Fosters
I like Becks
I like Bud
I like Beer!
Do you know what I’m talking about?
13. Progress
Russians – Trusted with the world
Locked doors – We don’t trust our neighbours
Progress – Such a long way to go
Progress – Comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
Now don’t be a fool
Changes start with me and you
Laws won’t help
Until we change ourselves
Quotas – Jobs for minorities
Your hearts – Still full of prejudice
Progress – There’s such a long way to go
Progress – Comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
Now don’t be a fool
Changes start with me and you
Laws won’t help
Until we change ourselves
Women – Work for equality
Hate men – For no fucking reason
Progress – There’s such a long way to go
Progress – It comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me
It comes from inside you and me!
14. Lbs. Of Shit In A 5 Lb. Bag
In a world that’s on the go
Fall behind ‘cause you’re too slow
Seek your future, then pursue
‘Cause it won’t come after you
After you!
How does it feel each time you pass the rich business associates?
First thing that you think is rich, stuck-up degenerates
You would be surprised at how easy your life could be
If you’d take the time you would surely see
Through the years of fun and games
It must stops or you will pay
If it was possible you would see
A future filled with agony
Agony!
How can you just sit around as the world revolves?
There’s so much out there to be found
There’s plenty of time for sitting around when you’re old and gray
Be all that you can be and live it for today
15. Too Sick To Die
Call me a thrill-seeker
I’m going out of my head
I wanna feel that new sensation
I read about it in a magazine
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
I’ve got the noose around my neck
I’ve got my dick in my hand
I want to feel that new sensation
If I pass out, I may pass on
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Too sick to die!
Pervert to some
Dying to come
Pervert to some
Dying to come!
16. Have A Nice Day
The world has too many problems and not enough people who care
Too many people think only of themselves
Those people are ignorant, other pretend the problems aren’t there
The gap only seems to grow wider
Close your eyes
Look away
Live your life
Have a nice day
There are children who go to bed hungry
While others waste their money on coke
Look at the people living in the streets
Government policies and relief funds, what a joke!
It’s just a bunch of ceremonial bullshit
Close your eyes
Look away
Live your life
Have a nice day
Detach yourself from the rest of the world
See what you want to see
Surround yourself in a candy-coat
The world’s a great place to be
Detach yourself from the rest of the world
See what you want to see
Surround yourself in a candy-coat
The world’s a great place to be
Can’t you see there’s more to life than just being wealthy?
Realize others could use some help
Having a nice car doesn’t make you a better person
Drive right past those down on their luck
Can’t you see there’s more to life than just being wealthy?
Problems are getting bigger and it’s up to us to help
Close your eyes
Look away
Live your life
Have a nice day
17. Permanent Solution
What’s going on in your mind?
Do you have thoughts of suicide?
Do you lay awake in your bed?
Wishing and wanting to be dead?
Perhaps you think everyone’s down on you
Holding you back from everything you could do
Maybe you look at the world with a frown
Sick and tired of being beaten down
When you look inside, it is black?
Thinking only of what you lack
Is your future looking grim?
Chances of contentment are so slim
Slowly sinking to a pit of despair
Finding a way out is your only care
Your desperation leads to abandonment
Just searching for a way, a way to forget
A way to forget!
No one knows your sorrow
Your feelings are not shared
No hope for tomorrow
You’re lonely and you’re scared
It’s better if you’re gone
No more feeling pain
Everything you do is wrong
Die or go insane
Everything in life’s two-sided
What goes up must come down
You can’t have a bad without a good
The circle will come around
Permanent solution
Temporary problem
Permanent solution
Temporary problem
Suicide’s a cop-out
Face up and overcome
Inner strength is what life is about
Your battles can ne won
Choose the quick way out
You’re letting yourself down
In my mind, there is no doubt
Happiness can be found
When I think of life after death, yes, I am intrigued
But as for myself, I think I’ll wait, wait for God’s calling
The future has much to offer but it’s what you make of it
Fuck feeling sorry for yourself, take control, use your wits
Use your wits!
The Spudmonsters are:
Don Foose: Vocals
Scott Roberts: Guitar
Steve Swanson: Bass
Eric Matthews: Drums
Chris Andrews: Guitar
All songs by The Spudmonsters
Recorded at Mars Recording Studios, Cleveland, Ohio
Engineered by Bill Korecky
Produced by Bill Korecky, Chris Andrews & Scott Roberts
Cover painting by Andreas Marschall
Graphic works by AB.ART Graphix, Abstatt, Germany
Photos by Steve Kasner
Dedicated to the memory of Dave Holocaust.
Thanks to technotomy for sending these lyrics.
Don Foose: Vocals
Scott Roberts: Guitar
Steve Swanson: Bass
Eric Matthews: Drums
Chris Andrews: Guitar
All songs by The Spudmonsters
Recorded at Mars Recording Studios, Cleveland, Ohio
Engineered by Bill Korecky
Produced by Bill Korecky, Chris Andrews & Scott Roberts
Cover painting by Andreas Marschall
Graphic works by AB.ART Graphix, Abstatt, Germany
Photos by Steve Kasner
Dedicated to the memory of Dave Holocaust.
Thanks to technotomy for sending these lyrics.
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