1. |
I Am Not A Rebel
04:29
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I am not a rebel
I just want to live my life
You're the one who's the rebel
Rebeling against the sun
Creating rules and laws
But your battleship is heading over the falls
Your gun is pointed at my head
You can't pull the trigger
'Cause you're already dead
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2. |
New Land
03:15
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I'm an outlaw on my way to
Peace, love, and Anarchy
The more I come to see
The reason for the sun
My new land takes me
From government slavery
Violent man kills Indians
And rapes Mother Earth for profit
Modern man takes another life
And throws it in the pits
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3. |
Broken Rainbow
03:23
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What has he done to the balance of nature
The rainbow is broken in the eyes of time
And in the eyes of the Hopi and Navajo
And others oppressed from birth
They see the streetlights
Instead of the stars above
And tears fall on the concrete-covered earth
Earth
The Sun
The Stars
The Sky
The Great Spirit didn't want the land
Dug up to create nuclear weapons
And neither did we
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Rolls Royce
Mercedes Benz
Chevrolet
General Motors
Big house
In the shade
With an American flag
You masturbate
There's a stink in the air
The smell of 3-piece suits that they wear
They aren't me or my bass
They are the killers of the human race
As they drive by the homeless In their fancy cars
They agree with politicians
The ones who are killing us
And all the pigeons
In the morning they wear thongs
But they don't care about those nuclear bombs
As they drive by the homeless
In their fancy cars
All the homeless living on the streets
All the poor who were killed by police
At the feet of rich businessmen they lay
Staring at patent leather shoes and briefcases
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5. |
Porno Party
02:46
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The power is sick and pure
Force a force to watch a porno
For you there is no cure
Your mind lies within the eye of the tornado
It's a porno party
Your mind is so closed it's sick
It's a porno party
You suck Reagan's dick
"Your pretentious attire makes me fart
We'll say that you're stoned, make you watch XXX
Champagne and nudes are my art
Come on all six of you, let's have sex."
1,2,3,4,5,6
It's a porno party
Gold leather mini-skirts
It's a porno party
Let's all buy some Talking Heads shirts
Horizontal teeny bopper
You'll choke on his gobstopper
You think Harry Reems is cool
You skate a governmental pool
In being a supposed individual, you conform
Open your eyes - it's a fiery hailstorm
It's a porno party
Your mind is so closed it's sick
It's a porno party
You suck Reagan's dick
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6. |
Smashing Clocks
04:46
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What the government gives is a lie
They try to label what should be life
They organize and categorize
They control, control destroy
That clock on the wall just sits
I'd like to smash it to bits
Please mr. businessman go away
Please let me live my way
Politicians can't set me free
With their stupid games, leave me be
I see the time in their eyes
Hands of a clock formed by their lies
That clock on the wall just sits
I'd like to smash it to bits
Please mr. businessman go away
Please let me live my way
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7. |
Relationships
03:57
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I'm a teenage male
I am very nice
I have a few problems
I need a girlfriend
She must have a rad body
She must have a pretty face
She must need sex
She must be receptive to my needs
In this sea of life
Relationship is the boat I sail
I need comfort
I need problems
I met her at a party
Or somewhere like that
I call her on the phone
I can't leave her alone
Son of a bitch
I have an itch
It's on my dick
I need somewhere to put it
In this sea of life
Relationship is the boat I sail
I need comfort
I need problems
I'm a teenage male
I am very nice
I drive a fast red car
I drink beer
I'll fight for a girl
I'll use my fists
To defend my John Thomas
From any ill-doings
In this sea of life
Relationship is the boat I sail
I need comfort
I need problems
No, it's not a surprise
It's something most people have
Already realized
It's common among men
It's a dick right up her end
It's a releationship deal
I know how you must feel --
But I need a relationship right now
I need it real bad
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8. |
Badges
00:37
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9. |
Solar Landing
06:00
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What is life to you
It means nothing
You destroy, you kill
Without a second thought
Why do you chop down that tree
Why do you kill that little girl
I want to be where the sun always shines
And where the wind blows through my hair
Well down the way from man's violent path
If there's a place, well I'll be there.
There must be a place
There must be a place where we can run
There must be a place
There must be a place under the sun
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10. |
Detonate
03:44
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Things are falling down now
I get so frustrated when I see
There's nothing I can do
We're all oppressed now
Government lies through their teeth
When the night shines
They stand up on the moon and yell
Detonate! Explode!
You may think I'm crazy
But I'm a human being not like you
Violence is a fact
Building bombs to keep the peace
Hides the fact all they want to do is
Detonate! Explode!
Tying me up
Bringing me down
You won't compromise
So set in your ways
I am not a prisoner
But that's a whole other thing
Innocence and guilt mean nothing to me
I see the sun rise
It burns through your hatred
It bursts through your disease
Detonate! Explode!
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11. |
Leader Of The Pack
07:41
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So you say you're
The leader of the pack
A man among men and that's that
You have the power, you have authority
You have a gift and people listen
Well, I think you're full of shit
You're a leader? What leader?
No one leads me
You stand upon your stage
People blindly follow your every word
Do you ever think of all the people
Suffering while you're throwing your
Ego around?
I've got something to say,
I'm gonna say it right now:
You're in the newsroom,
You're a big man
You've got something to say
And you're real smart
You're a politician, President of the U.S.
You think you're above me?
Who gave you the right?
Why should I listen to you,
Whenever I try to speak
You fuck me over
Can't you see that while you're up there
On your papal heights
Spreading the facts around
That as long as you're up there
And I'm down here
There will never be freedom
There are others who have brains,
Who can think, who can talk!
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Treacherous Jaywalkers Los Angeles, California
Treacherous Jaywalkers were a Los Angeles punk band between 1984-1992. This site is an ongoing repository of all
Treacherous Jaywalkers studio and live recordings, with the exception of the three albums they released on SST Records in 1988 and 1989, respectively.
Josh Haden - bass, vocals
Quinn Haber - guitar
James Fenton - drums
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