Die For The Government|17 Song LP/CD
New Red Archives
Who Made It Happen:
Guitar/Vox: Justin Sane
Drums: Pat Thetic
Bass/Vox: Andy Flag
"You'd Do The Same"
you think you're oh so different well, you'd do the same as me, yeah you're just a hypocrite when you make fun of me you'd do the same well, you've done it now you've blown your ride wasting your time is all your time you'd do the same don't look down you'd do the same
"You've Got To Die For The Government"
you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! there's a gulf war vet, dying a slow, cold death and the government says, "we don't know the source of his sickness." but don't believe what they say, because your government is lying they've done it before and don't you know they'll do it again a secret test, government built virus "subject test group: gulf battle field troops" you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! first world war veterans slaughtered, by general eisenhower you give them your life, they give you a stab in the back radiation, agent orange, tested on us souls guinea pigs for western corporations i never have, i never will pledge allegiance to their flag you're getting used, you'll end up dead! you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit! i don't need you to tell me what to do and i don't need you to tell me what to be... fuck you! i don't need you to tell me what to say and i don't need you to tell me what to think! what to think! what to think, what to think, what to think, think, think, think! you've gotta die, gotta die, gotta die for your government? die for your country? that's shit!
"Drink Drank Punk"
gulp, gulp, gulp i want to drink more beer until i puke drink drank punk i'm so cool i can drink so much i can drink more than you drink drank punk met a girl at the bar oh she was a 10 at 2:00 i gave her four stars oh i took her home she spent the night oh at 10:00 am she was a fright some old guy bought me some alcohol we got drunk at the mall drink drank punk mom's gonna get us at the mall oh in a drunken stupor hope i don't fall oh i chew on a big wad of gum oh mom won't notice, she's old and dumb drink drank punk
all you punkers with your no future dreams follow johnny rotten and all our preset beliefs following society be what they want you to be drunk and quiet "there's no future for me." impatience with society be what they want you to be impatience "there's no future here" "i'm not lazy i just don't care" of course there is no future when you make sure there is none impatience "time is wasting, there is no future to be won" if you truly don't care, then why talk no future excuses hang like nooses "i've given up i just don't care" impatience with society be what they want you to be impatience "there's no future here" "i'm not lazy i just don't care" of course you'll bring no change when you sit home on your couch we need to stand up and fight bring our future to a start we can change anything just as long as we take the time generations, generations, generations... they're not the same impatience with society be what they want you to be impatience "there's no future here" "i'm not lazy i just don't care"
you know i feel so violent, just want to break some glass every day i pray it'll be my last turning to a blank wall wondering what to do? turning to a caliber .22 every day he starts the same old fight. and every day it just gets worse by night if i hit the streets i think i'll be alright. but until i do, i won't be safe tonight... safe tonight every day i remember all that led to this. and every day don't you know i get a little more pissed banging on myself because i just don't care. there's nothing left for me back there he's twisted and violent, i don't know what to do. i left there for the streets last night thinking only of you, be safe tonight safe tonight it all falls down on to me, like a baseball bat. it hurts me, haunts me, hurts me, haunts me i never want to go back. i'm twisted tonight, and i don't know what to do i'm twisted tonight, i want to be with you, i want to be with you, i want to be with, be with, be with, be with you...
"Red White And Brainwashed"
they use the flag to control us brainwash us to be their patriotic slaves program our minds by controlling what we learn the only difference from the nazis is that someone tried to stop them red white and brainwashed the government says they're working for us just as long as we increase their pay but the minute they get into office we're a has-been a yesterday red white and brainwashed the red stands for the blood of all the people we've slain the white for this racist, bigoted foundation the blue for your aryan eyes -- all empty empty because you're taught to bow down to the man "fly that flag, that flag of freedom." "do what you can for your country." go and fight their wars for them "they're not following in our footsteps, kill them!" red white and brainwashed they call that being a patriot i just call it ignorant if you don't fight to make thing better then you're the one betraying this country! red white and brainwashed
"Davey Destroyed The Punk Scene"
he thinks because he's got spikes on his leather, that he's the punkest, he thinks he's better! he walks around with his nose in the air, the only thing bigger than his ego is his hair he thinks that uniform he's wearing is a good excuse for his snobby glaring davey destroyed the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene i don't know when punk became a uniform, i always thought uniforms were for the army but i guess he's got punk rock hair, he's paid a fortune for his gear davey destroyed the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene we've got to try to stick together oi! oi! we're not supposed to fight each other oi! oi! stand against the government but stand up for ourselves oi! oi! if this ignorance continues punk will be lost on the book shelves what happened to punk rock kids uniting, now we're competing, now we're fighting. he drives the younger kids away, sacrificing us for his image, punk rock kids will pay davey destroyed the punk scene he thinks that uniform he's wearing, makes him a punk, yeah davey destroyed the punk scene it's already destroyed!
"Summer Squatter Go Home"
go home, go home squatter go home i think i hear your mommy callin' on your cellular phone she said your dad wants his car back so you'd better go home squatter go home [x4] go home, go home squatter go home you got no money for the punk rock show it's delegated for a beer and a ho spitting, pissing, cumming, and shitting so you have cool clothes squatter go home i see you sittin' on the boulevard with your tired and pissed off stare tellin' everyone your hard luck story, and what landed you here you think of mommy and of daddy out in their safe suburban home and you know that's where you're gonna be when you start to feel the cold i'm saying poser go home poser squatter go home summer squatter go home poser squatter go home squatter go home [x4] summer squatter go home
"She's My Little Go-Go Dancer"
i was talking to this girl before a show does she like me? i don't know i asked her to go out on saturday night she said "ok that would be alright" then she left she had to go to work she gave me her number and said, "i feel like a jerk." i asked her if she'd dance for a song she said she'd be dancing all night long she's my little go-go dancer [x3] she's my little fast kids go-go-go she didn't tell me she danced in a cage hanging high above the stage i worked my way with a push and a shove before i knew i knew it i was in love i waited every second until saturday night i took her to dinner things were going alright then we went out dancing went to have some fun we danced and we danced - danced all night long she's my little go-go dancer [x3] she's my little fast kids go-go-go
"Police State In The Usa"
the berlin wall falls in the east the west claims triumph, "we've really got 'em beat!" politicians from the west claim the police state's dead but what about the police state in the west? police state in the usa it's fascism with a friendly face police state in the usa the government controls everything you do with the police and the feds watching over you you try to stand against them and you'll end up dead as your front door is smashed in by the atf police state in the usa it's fascism with a friendly face police state in the usa your television screen shows the feds most wanted but do you truly know why these men are being hunted? it's a big brother state it's the same as the east the cops protect the rich and the corporate elite police state in the usa it's fascism with a friendly face police state in the usa
"Punk By The Book"
covered in leather, or plaid patches, or metal studs your hair is dyed or spiked with glue you only talk to those who look and act the way you do cause you think you're so fucking cool punk. punk. punk. punk by the book. you say that punk to you is what's in your mind not what you wear, but you know you're so full of shit you scoff at how the cops treat you, but they're no worse than dicks like you! i just can't understand what you're thinking. punk. punk. punk. punk by the book. you're punk by the book... hey! hey! you're punk by the book! book!
"Fuck Police Brutality"
a bunch of punks hangin' out on the streets before a show. patty wagon pulls up -instinct- "run man, let's just go!" cop chases them through the streets and then they go inside they run into a show where maybe they can hide fuck police brutality he hides just standing in the crowd there's nowhere he can run the cop comes up behind him and he cracks him with a gun. drags his bloody ass outside and throws him to the ground. "there's no where left to take you boy, you're already downtown." fuck police brutality but the cops can do no wrong. they can kill, they can rape, they can do what they want, but the cops can do no wrong. we've got to fight, take back the night, the cops are just like hitler's third reich, do what they want. who do we fear? who do we trust? how do we know?
"I'm Being Watched By The Cia"
they said there's drug dealers selling on my street those fuckers capped me three times in the feet i've got two slugs embedded in my chest two hollow points from the nations best i'm being watched by the cia they call me on the phone when i'm home alone they ask for the marines but they're just a bunch of whores they spend their money on hotels just so that they can tell tell mr. president that i'm jerking off i'm being watched by the cia!!!
"Kill The Rich"
a billionaire chatting with his friends, they've gotta stop to laugh "we've really got those suckers fooled, we've got 'em trained like rats!" the riches plot, control your mind, to make you blame yourself "the rich are rich because they're smarter than me..." you're taught this is right, that it's your fault kill, kill, kill! they throw a war like a party saying, "it's for a moral cause..." telling you if you're a patriot that, "you better do what you're told!" you burn a flag, you're gonna hang, brainwashed nationalism makes you a tool they're getting rich by selling weapons to both countries, you never think to question what you're told! kill, kill, kill! they're gonna give you nothing they want to take away the little they call something you know you're being used, but still you play along. if you're not complacent, you're doing something wrong. one day they'll push too far that marks the beginning of their end. we'll bring them crashing down 'til they're all dead, they're all dead! the time is growing near... put the trigger to the man... ok, kill 'em!
No More Dead"
why don't you come over here and see what you have created it'll make you laugh so hard you'll cry and lookin' into the black you made me so far past sick lookin' into your eyes i wish you'd die. no more dead [x2] well i've seen the crosses burnt and holy and the people they all come down they're screaming, "hey man, it's a fix!" and i looked into the cause in which, you were striving towards; and i thought, thought of the wasted, wasted youth... no more dead [x2] he's lying all alone. his life is stolen, yes it's gone into the black of night can't you see it was no fault of his own trapped into a ghetto, bred into a slum, killing his own instead of rich white men and he's never gonna escape from it now, because it's over, and he's dead the end.
she's always askin' him what he wants to do how many times does he have to say, he's fucking confused? he'd run away but they're nowhere else to run why do they try to conform us? we just wanna have fun we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our youth confused youth "why don't you go to school? you need to grow up." they're so inatuated like growing up is something you shoot up some girls my age they want to have a baby some of them wanna get married... they're fucking crazy we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our youth confused youth adults like to bring us up to be and act like them if we don't act alike discard and try again there is no room deep in their eyes for an individual "conform" and "stand in line" make sure you fit the mold it's alright to grow old, to mature and become wise too bad all they seem to want is to die in ignorance "straighten your back, straighten your face and lose your grin" "it's time to be serious, think hard but always give in" "you are the inferior, open your eyes and close your mouth" "grow up to be just like me watch and follow with no doubt" train children like a dog "try not to get in the way" "when i talk you should obey" "try not to get in the way" it's not a war what are you fighting for? life's not a war there's no need to conform we need help but not everyday there's no need to, no need to use force we need help but not in every single way we don't need utter control "why don't you go to school? you need to grow up" like growing up is something that you just shoot up all of us we'd run away, but where would we go? just loosen your grip on our leash you don't have to let go we gotta fight, fight, fight fight for our youth confused youth
"Your Daddy Was A Rich Man, Your Daddy's Fucking Dead"
all you ever do is brag about your dad well what the mother fucking hell did he ever do? he had some money, i guess he was fucking rich yeah, well if you ask me i think you dad was a fuckin' dick he was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead he was a brainwashed, scum fucker, wasted mother fucking piece of shit dead... your daddy made a lot of fucking money, i guess that means he was a real fucking honey? yeah more like your dad was just a mother fucking scum bag who had to stick a needle into his dick to get high your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a rich man, your daddy's fucking dead your daddy was a scumbag, mother fucker, fuckhead, asshole, piece of shit he was a whore, a fuckin' rich piece of whore