(I don't care about your) Punk Rock Rulebook You sit around get nothing done You're just another preacher punk I just don't care what you say You look like a punk rock cliche You sit around get nothing done You're just another preacher punk I just don't care what you say You look like a punk rock cliche I don't care about your punk rock rulebook x3 So stop complaining 'Cause I'm not listening It's such a shame You're all the same Ric Flair Jet Flyin', Limo ridin' Kiss Stealin' Wheelin' dealin' Son of a Gun! Who's the man comin' down the ramp? Sixteen time World Champ Flowing Robe, Bleach Blond Hair North Carolina Nature Boy Ric Flair Flops and chops and so much more Put you down with the Figure Four From the NWA to WCW all the girls are screaming 'Ric we love you!' If you want to be the man, gotta beat the man. If you want to be the man, gotta beat the man. If you want to be the man, gotta beat the man. Ric Flair X2 DeadFucks Theme 2 We're the DeadFucks, we're no stars with Joey Neptune on guitar We're the DeadFucks a big disgrace with Danny Cadera on the bass we're the DeadFucks, we're no fun with Willy Idle on the drums after that still no choice we've got Scott Army on the voice Hey x 8 Destroy All Monsters DESTROY ALL MONSTERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRS! Go Godzilla out of the ocean Go Godzilla destroy Japan Go Godzilla burning down Tokyo Look out Godzilla here comes Rodan Go godzilla, Mechagodzilla Go godzilla, the people from space Go godzilla, fighting Garados Go godzilla, step on the human race He walks out of the ocean 300 feet tall but actually only five and a hslf feet tall and in a rubber suit, he walks through power lines he steps on plastic tanks, he lives on monster island, tune in monster island can you here me monster island? godzilla hello monster island? Punk as Peanut Butter You say you're a hardcore punk but at every show you're always drunk You like emo core but not misfits You only like the punk rock hits You don't know what to do You dance just like a fool You complain about the spikes You try and start fights listen to me you're full of shite You don't know who the avengers are You like punk music that plays in bars only studded belt you ever had was bought at the shopping mall by your dad You don't know what to do You dance just like a fool You complain about the spikes You try and start fights Listen to me you're full of shite You're punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter, what'cha gonna do about it? You're punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter, what'cha gonna do about it? We all know that punk has died but you people try to keep it alive Package it up acceptable for all Punk rockers hangin out at the shopping mall You don't know what to do You dance just like a fool You complain about the spikes You try and start fights Listen to me you're full of shite You're punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter, what'cha gonna do about it? You're punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter,punk as peanut butter, what'cha gonna do about it? DeadFucks Theme We're the DeadFucks in your face, with Danny Cadera on the bass. We're the DeadFucks, not goin' far, with Alexy Galaxy on guitar. We're the DeadFucks havin' fun, with Willie Idle on the drums. After that, they had no choice but to put Scott Army on the voice say... Whoa Eh Oh! This is the DeadFucks Theme. Whoa Eh Oh! We're tired of this shitty scene. Whoa Eh Oh! There's nothin' much we can do... Whoa Eh Oh! The DeadFucks say FUCK YOU! Two, Three, GO! Rachael Leigh Cook Wreck a room with a frying pan, do voice-overs on Batman. Lip-synch in her all girl band, downpick faster than Al can... Rachael Leigh Cook! Rachael Leigh Cook! Rachael Leigh Cook! Oi! Oi! Oi! The Debbie Line A song written from THE GIRLS' PERSPECTIVE. It's about girls you treat like Goddesses, who feel the need to go back to their Ex's who cheated on them, beat them, ignored them or generally treated them bad. 3 out 4 DeadFucks have this happen to them regularly, double that if you include "going out west to find themselves" -DC Sorry I can’t be with you Sorry I enjoyed our time Sorry that I’m so confused I need stability in my life Sorry I’m not over him Even though he’s not what I want Sorry we were so good together I just don’t realize what I’ve got I don’t think I lead you on I don’t think I lead you on I don’t think I lead you on no, no, no, no I don’t Sorry I’m not over him Even though he’s not what I want Sorry we were so good together I just don’t realize what I’ve got Sorry I can’t be with you Sorry I enjoyed our time Sorry that I’m so confused I need stability in my life Drugs are for Fuckin' Hippies No I don’t smoke dope,No I don’t get high No I don’t do drugs, never stoned in my life Smoke your grass full of parasites Smoke your crack and get paralyzed Drugs are for fuckin’ hippies Drugs are for fuckin’ hippies Drugs are for fuckin’ hippies Drugs are for fuckin’ hippies I don’t like your face get away from me You shoot up so much you’re full of disease Don’t you know that you’re sick to me Walking around to stoned to see Keep sniffin’ coke keep sniffin’ glue Smoke your fuckin’ crack till you turn blue Drugs are for hippies it’s all they do Stupid fuckin’ hippies, hippies like you Fuckin' Hippies! Heavy Metal Still Sucks Heavy Metal still sucks And I think it’s really fucked With the skintight jeans And they’re rippin’ at the seams Don’t know what to say About all that hairspray Flying V guitars Stupid Heavy Metal Bars I laugh til I cry When you walk by Nothing Much to do But laugh at you Heavy Metal still sucks And I still think that it’s fucked Still skintight jeans Still rippin’ at the seams It’s a funny funny world Where the boys look like girls With its hightop sneaks Oh come on please Still laugh til I cry When you walk by Still nothing to do But laugh at you Twenty-Something Punk Out in the streets, Nothing to do You don’t like me, Well I don’t like you GO!! Stare at me, Stare at my friends This stupid shit, Has got to end GO!! Don’t look at me, I’m not that strange I’m not a stupid bum, Who’s beggin’ for change GO!! You look at me, And say "lazy sod" I work real hard, And I’ve got a job GO!! It’s hard being a punk when you’re twenty something, It’s hard being a punk when you’re twenty something It’s hard being a punk when you’re twenty something, living in this shitty town X3 It’s hard being a punk when you’re twenty something Turning punk Into the norm With your standard patchwork uniforms GO!! That’s just not the way it works You fucked it up you stupid jerks GO!! Tired of you sittin’ on the ground When there’s plenty work around GO!! You kids lie around like lazy sods Get of the ground and go get jobs GO!! No one wants anything to do with us Hated by the kids and the grown-ups GO!! They both look at me and the clothes I wear They say I’m too old to dye my hair GO!! Out in the streets, Nothing to do You don’t like me, Well I don’t like you GO!! Stare at me, Stare at my friends This stupid shit, Has got to end GO!! No Cause (at all) We don't hate the government Don't wanna save the environment We're not fascist, we're not racist But we’re all proud capitalists Punks with no cause We don't care 'cause We're not here to help you out Punks with no cause We don't care cause People with a cause never have any fun We don't mind about globalization Not gonna join the United Nations We don't care about the Terrorist War All this news is quite the bore Get a Load of Me Why do I Want to be with you? You don't know what to do Tomorrow you'll wonder why You'll leave with love in your... I told you baby that I cared Just go down, look up and stare I've got something here just for you Just the 2 of us in my room Come on sweetheart show me your poptart In a short while you will see That you're gonna get a load of me I've had my fun with you Can't you see you're through I didn't mean to make you cry Single white tear running from your... Hip to be Homeless You’re turning into quite the pain When all you do is sit and complain About all kinds of problems that you have All of them with your mom and dad You just don’t care what they say No responsibility just run away Now you’re sittin’ on the street Asking for change just so you can eat Hip to be homeless It’s not hip to be homeless Don’t fake being homeless Hip to be homeless Do you like being homeless? You don’t need to be homeless Hip to be homeless It’s not hip to be homeless Go!! If they’re real problems leaving is fine But don’t turn pitty problems into mine I just don’t know what to do I’m getting real tired of listening to you Now you’re just not making sense Sittin’ here trashing your parents What you didn’t think I’d see When your dad dropped you off in that S.U.V. Second-Date Sex Whore Met the coolest girl last week She works down at the comic shop She's all nice, reserved, and sweet Said she never had cherry pop Brought her to eat on our first date Roastbeef sandwich was all she ate Said she never found Mr. right Then she fucked me on the second night! She said: "Went on the first date, heard that you put out Then by the third date, you thought I'd be around" Second-date sex-whore Second-date sex-whore My friends all thought she was easy They don't know her; she's not like that But deep down I was really worried I call her, she never calls back Said she needed new underwear Her leopard-print ones were starting to tear We went shopping at the Shopping Mall And I saw her number on the bathroom wall!