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We are the F.O.T.s!
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Make a demon
To believe in
A whipping boy for the notions you believe
Scream for safety
Anxiety
A substitute for personality
Indignation
Aberration
Kiss the ground for the penance you receive
Never question,
Make suggestions
And don’t forget
You only really need
What you’re told you really you need
There’s no sense in
Arguing
There’s no shaking what people must believe
Culture blinds and
Culture binds
It’s all so clear once you’ve been trained to see
Worse than perfect
Hubris unchecked
Must be nice to exist in purity
Spot the specks and
Never mention
The log in yours
Cos you only really see
What you’re told you need to see
What’s the use?
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Dr. Who
02:38
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Doctor Who, last of the Time Lords, he was born on Gallifrey
Last survivor of the Time Wars, fought across the galaxy
Fights the Autons and Sontarans, the Cybermen and all the rest
Way cooler than the others, the Daleks are the best
Doctor Who!
Doctor Who, he is the Time Lord they can’t Exterminate!
Don’t know why they even try it, he just regenerates
In his TARDIS he travels to other times and other worlds
Usually he’s got a sidekick, most of them are pretty girls
Tom Baker is the best. Dave Tenant’s good too.
There are 9 others, all cool!
Doctor Who!
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Criminal Element
01:14
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Slave all day, but I ain’t got shit to show
Just got paid and it’s already blown
Taxman takes what’s left of it away
He doesn’t care that I got bills to pay
Started out with such a good intent
Doesn’t pay to be an innocent
Decided my time might be better spent
If I became part of
The criminal element
Sick and tired of all the daily grind
I work and toil and slowly lose my mind
I tried to toe the straight and narrow line
But it just seems like such a waste of time time time
Started out with such a good intent
Doesn’t pay to be an innocent
Decided my time might be better spent
So I became part of
The criminal element
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Haunted
01:37
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They say this house is haunted
Strange things are going on inside
Demon’s are playing with the lights
And showing glowing eyes
Maybe it’s haunted
By a lonesome poltergeist
Trying hard to terrify
By going bump all through the night
But I’m not afraid of any ghosts
No they’re too much fun
And vampires are always just a joke
Unless I’ve got Buffy on
And all zombies ever do is mope
And sometimes eat your brain
Werewolves can be real pains
Looks like a visitation
Of floating orbs and phantom lights
Sending shivers down the spine
Because the air is cold as ice
An infestation
Of entities to exorcize
So many spooks, so little time
Windows are all covered in flies
But I’m not afraid of any ghosts
No they’re too much fun
And vampires are always just a joke
Unless I’ve got Buffy on
And all zombies ever do is mope
And sometimes eat your brain
Werewolves can be real pains
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Kyle
01:06
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Kyle only cares, cares about drinking
When he gets drunk, we don’t what he’s thinking
Think if he had his own way, he’s be drunk every night and day
See Kyle’s this old friend of mine
He likes drinking all the time
Drinks until he’s deaf and blind
Think he’d like a pickled mind
Budweiser and Miller too
Any kind of booze will do
Locke’s single malt, tried and true
Best of all, that Guinness brew
Gets so drunk he hits the floor
Gets back up and drinks some more
Drinks as fast you can pour
His thoughts must be a real chore
Kyle only cares, cares about drinking
When he gets drunk, we don’t what he’s thinking
Wish that we could change his mind
So he’s not drinking all the time
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#1 Buffet
01:50
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When we get hungry, there’s only one thing we like to do:
Drive to the buffet to have some delicious Chinese food
Maybe some chicken fingers or crab Rangoon’ll hit the spot
The only thing I know for sure is we’re all really going to eat a lot
Down at the Chinese buffet
All you eat
Number One Chinese Buffet
It’s such a treat
Don’t eat the bread, you know it’s only there to fill you up
I would like more tea though. Hey waitress, can I get another cup?
Why eat just one plate, when 2 or 3 or 17 will do
We’ll get there nice and early and we ain’t going to leave until we’re through
Down at the Chinese buffet
All you eat
Number One Chinese Buffet
It’s such a treat
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Egotrip
02:49
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We’ve heard that you’re the greatest that the world will ever know
It must be true, because it’s you that’s telling us so
And who are we to argue, when it’s really all the same?
Just hope you realize there’s more to life than cheap fortune and fame
You’re the top dog. You’re the last word.
You’re the best in the show
And we’ve got you to to remind us just in case we forget so
The be all, and the end all, and the shit that comes between
But it really makes no difference to me
You’re just an egotrip
And the people that surround you are just reflections of your fame
Got real friends, just disciples. They’re the moths and you’re the flame
Always making such an entrance, you’re such a personality
Too bad you’re trying to hide, deep down inside, your insecurity
You’re the top dog. You’re the last word.
You’re the best in the show
And we’ve got you to to remind us just in case we forget so
The be all, and the end all, and the shit that comes between
But it really makes no difference to me
You’re just an egotrip
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Traffick
01:13
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Driving to work and what do I see
Some idiot tailgating me
Use your blinker stupid fuck
I hope one day you roll your truck
On the roads and interstates
All we do is tailgate
If we see an accident
We stare and hit the brakes
All these gripes and driving pains
Slowly driving me insane
Pay attention to the road
Get off your goddam cellular phone
On the roads and interstates
All we do is tailgate
If we see an accident
We stare and hit the brakes
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Mail-Order
02:04
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I’m on the lookout for some female company
Someone I can spend my time with, who shares the same interests as me
Like taking long walks on the beach and eating strawberries with whipped cream
But I’ve looked through all the classifieds, I’ve checked all of the sites online
I guess it’s time for me to find a mail-order bride
I’ve tried and tried, but still can’t find the girl of my dreams
Someone who can meet my parents, impress the family
Some who can raise my children and treat me like royalty
But I’ve looked through all the classifieds, I’ve checked all the sites online
I guess it’s time for me to find a mail-order bride
I’ve checked out all the singles bars, but that scene’s just too seedy
So hard to find a woman to love me unconditionally
It’s all become an exercise in total futility
But I’ve looked through all the classifieds, I’ve checked all the sites online
I guess it’s time for me to find a mail-order bride
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Martyrdumb
01:36
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Let’s throw a war!
We’ll make sure God is on our side
We’ll kneel down and say our prayers
And then run out and fight
Shoot ‘em up with flying robots
Blow ‘em up with human bombs
Rain down death and destruction
From hallowed arsenals
Don’t see a need to argue, because I’ve made no mistakes
You see, it’s not at all my fault, it’s all for your sake
You know I’ll be there for you, you know I’ll feel your pain
You know I won’t be happy when the world
Goes up in flames
Death to all those!
Who don’t believe the same as we
Our god’s the only one that's right
So come and chant with me
Blast ‘em back into the stone age
Or kill the great Satan
One side can quote the bible
The other, the Koran
Take warning, tread lightly, because I’m feeling holy rage
Just looking for a reason for a righteous rampage
Don’t see a need to argue, it’s all part of my game
You know I won't be happy until the world
Goes up in flames
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Some Kind of Whiner
01:57
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I used to think your band was fun
Then I saw this film on VH1
You were all in group therapy
Complaining about how hard life can be
When you’re making millions in a band
With a bunch of guys that you can’t stand
I can see why you might be depressed
Since you haven’t been good since Master of Puppets
Now you’re just some kind of whiners
May have been cool thirty years ago
Then you made that movie now everyone knows
That you’re just some kind of whiners
We don’t give a shit about your art
You’re a boring old pretentious fart
I guess that there were always signs
That you were just a pantomime
The memory must still remain
Because you’re still afraid of Dave Mustaine
Should have known you weren't so tough
When Fartman got you in a huff
Should’ve know that you were namby pambies
When you didn’t win that Grammy
Now you’re just some kind of whiners
May have been cool thirty years ago
Then you made that movie now everyone knows
That you’re just some kind of whiners
We don’t give a shit about your art
You’re a boring old pretentious fart
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