Salute Part II
Then I might never make the grade
I'll be a small time operator
If I just get the landlord paid
But if time is an indication
Of the wealth that I never knew
Then I'm the last of the big time spenders
'Cause I've been spending time on you, woo oo oo woo
It takes time to appreciate
Lord knows that you can learn to hate it
I believe, 'cause I've been there too
When it gets down to desperation
You make the best of the situation
I can tell, I've seen it thru, oh, oh, oh
Though it seems like the day is wasted
And the nights
The City With Two Faces
I tried once to be civil
But I just got put on hold
I'm sick of hearing complaints
The espresso is too cold
You act like you're a friend
But then you talk 'bout how we suck
Just save it for your dildo
That's the only thing you'll fuck
If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.
Traded your Doc Martens
In exchange for cowboy boots
You're asking who's Keith Morris
Yeah you're punk rock
Where's your roots
You're a rocker you're a biker
You're punk rock now you skate
Last year it was Zeppelin
Now it's Bad Brains
You're a fake
If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.
Now don't get me wrong.
You're probably thinking
we're just some trendy punk rock band
jumping on the band wagon.
Like, how many times have you heard me say fuck anyway?
Seven to be exact, we still have four more to go.
Now I know LA's got some beautiful people.
It's also got some great bands.
NOFX, Pledge Alegance....
Hell I owe my life to this city.
But I have had my motorcycle stolen here more times
than Nirvana has songs about heroin.
If I was smart I'd run fast
Out of this town
Sometimes I want to shout and scream
Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck L.A.
Fuck it