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2. |
Alien Fukjet (Live)
02:48
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There's nothing good about what we do
And nothing says it's gonna last
There's no way I can keep doing this
This kind of living's gonna kick my ass
And fuck the times I forgot myself
Call it a case of blind ambition
Maybe too much moxy
Maybe too much ammunition
I'm not a victim I'm an alien
I'm a boot stomp, scream and shout
I'm a train wreck living in the Biggest Little City
Chews you up and spits you out
Who said success in money
That's a laugh and I've heard a few
Too much fun is like a kick in the backside
Not enough is still the worse of the two
I've been nobody - I've nothing to lose
It takes guts to pull the cord
But my guts have been cut to garters
By the time I reach the second chorus
I'm not a victim I'm an alien
I'm a boot stomp, scream and shout
I'm a train wreck living in the Biggest Little City
Chews you up and spits you out
And most days
I couldn't feel more at home
Well if the cops don't kill me for what I do
Then what I do well it surely will
But my money's on these fucking bastards
You can bet that theirs is too
I'm not a victim I'm an alien
I'm a boot stomp, scream and shout
I'm a train wreck living in the Biggest Little City
Chews you and spits you out
And most days I couldn't feel more at home
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3. |
Line 'Em Up (Live)
02:18
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That's enough of your problems
They're weighing heavy on my mind
Time for us to get to drinking
We'll drag the life out of tonight
Drag me down with your bitchin'
We're gonna ready steady go
Get your money
Let's get twitchin'
Oh stop drop and roll
Line em up
Line em up
And turn me back around
Line em up
Line em up
And pick me off the ground
I ain't a kid but I ain't growin up
Choice we make to stay alive
Get your toys, lets hit the city
We'll drag the whole thing out tonight
Drag me down with your bitchin
We're gonna ready steady go
Get your money
Let's get twitchin'
Oh stop drop and roll
Line em up
Line em up
And turn me back around
Line em up
Line em up
And pick me off the ground
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4. |
Westmont (Live)
02:42
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Bleeding hearts and letters of insanity
Mix tapes and sour grapes all night
You told me
And you lied
And I don't want you to go away
But I know nothing can make you stay
Stay away
Your smile was a knife in someone's back
And I'm sure glad it wasn't mine
Caution thrown to the wind like paper planes
And you said I'd be alright
You told me
And you lied
And I don't want you to go away
But I know nothing can make you stay
Stay away
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5. |
Done (Live)
03:41
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Once upon a time
You found yourself in the dirt
You reached for a bottle like anyone else
And then your life slipped by
Whoah what a blur
You woke up to find you hate yourself
And if you ever find your way back home again
With even a hint of self control
I'm sure you'll find yourself surrounded by your friends
Even the ones who left you alone
So just how many times
Can we repeat who we hurt
Can't be surprised to watch 'em go
Yeah we all tried
To deal with your shit
If you could remember, you would know
And if you ever find your way back home again
With even a hint of self control
I'm sure you'll find yourself surrounded by your friends
Even the ones who left you alone
The first step that you had to take
Was admit it to yourself - Yeah
You see there's walking drunks
And there's fighting drunks
But you
You just FELL
And if you ever find your way back home again
With even a hint of self control
I'm sure you'll find yourself surrounded by your friends
Even the ones who left you alone
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6. |
5 More Shots (Live)
02:42
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(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
If it's a question of faith
Well baby - I got none
If it's a question of love
Well five more shots will solve that problem
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
Well I'm a broken man
I know I got my problems
But I'm not picking up the pieces
I'm just gonna drink some more
And who needs an excuse
Or a woman to try and fix me
I'm gonna sail around this bottle
And get shipwrecked on the floor
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Five more shots and I won't think of you anymore
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
Another five and I won't even know who you are
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7. |
Drunk Punk Medley (Live)
05:25
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8. |
Sweet 'Nuffings (Live)
03:43
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You've got a lovely arse
But that's not why I love you
'Cause when we're old and fat
I'll still be trying to fuck you
Yeah that's crass and dirty
It's just the way I like it
So don't say another word
And for fucks sake don't bite it!
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Whispered in my ear
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Are all I wanna hear
So when you hold my head
While I'm puking up my guts
I regret all of those other times
When I was too drunk to get it up
But I know it's good
Yeah we're the best kind of lovers
And tomorrow you'll remind me
'Cause I won't fucking remember!
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Whispered in my ear
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Are all I wanna hear
So when it's late at night
I know I'm gonna love it
When you slide up next to me
And you let me touch your muppet
So just say a lot of nothing
I'll never chase another slag
Your knickers are still missing
And that's reason enough to shag!
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Whispered in my ear
Sweet sweet 'nuffings
Are all I wanna hear
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The Liver Scars Reno, Nevada
Running, crawling and drinking their way through Reno, Nevada - The Liver Scars are a mix of punk, oi!, and good old fashioned rock & roll.
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