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Lagwagon lyrics

Album: Hoss [1995]

Tracks14
 01  Kids Don't Like To Share
 02  Violins
 03  Name Dropping
 04  Bombs Away
 05  Move The Car
 06  Sleep
 07  Sick
 08  Rifle
 09  Weak
 10  Black Eyes
 11  Bro Dependent
 12  Razor Burn
 13  Shaving Your Head
 14  Ride The Snake
all Lagwagon lyrics



Kids Don't Like To Share
And now they're searching for that new messiah it's
Their greatest passion to set'em up and
knock'em down put them on a pedestal idolatry
wear the ring you're married it's all yours
to their envy because you hold a higher key
of senses and they are drawn like magnets
to a genius it's confirmed
set'em up and knock'em down
tour taste is so accountable
this is no great loss and sharing never was a choice
it's burning on your cross it gives you credit and
a voice here to relay tour beautiful ideals vicaruiously through
Them and when he died too many were sympathetic and
they are all pathetic so you dethrone your ring without listening and
jesus christ is realized as he burns on your cross
but this is no great loss another one will come
the wait is short your search is brief
you find another faith another clark kent another superman
flashing in the pan
and now you are searching for that new messiah
it's your greatest passion it's the latest fashionback to top
Violins
Hoss - 1995

I am just another fool
And I have to keep telling myself that
I am just a hypocrit
And I have to keep calling you one
And I forgot to bite my tongue
As my assumption is the mother of all mistakes
So I assume the role
Open my mouth and clumsy words escape

So why you, Want to be there
When you could be here, You are slipping away
I awake with tour replacement
A bottle in my grasp in an unfamiliar place
Because you put me out
The butt of a sick joke into this ashtray life
As you come and go
Cause I forgot to service you and we broke down
And you can't live with my mistakes
So I assume false grace open my arms and grasp at something true

How are ya?
How have you been?
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again

Oh why you, Wanna be there?
When you could be here
Girl your slipping away…

I bring out the worst in you
And you try to let me know
You bring out the worst in me
Anxiety Anxiety
I'm trying to let you go
You say I'm giving you the creeps
So I assume the bole open my claws
And grasp for your heart

How are ya?
How have you been?
Girl I miss you
Wanna see you again

Into you… like a mortal stake
So vindictive
Your love's slipping away
Violins violence the butt of your sick joke
Into ashtray life I'm trying hard to let you goback to top
Name Dropping
Hoss - 1995

Crysti can't take (all the pressure)
Kevin hates (the girls he dates)
Mia says (she's gonna snap)
I need a new car to drive away
Derek beats (up all his grilfriends)
Jessie likes (to comb his hair)
Hanacek (is on the wagon)
I tried not to'speak today

You slip and fall
They pick you up
And throw you down again
I left them there
And found them here
I was rarely smart enough to dodge the careless words
You find them everywhere
It breaks you into two
Emily (had sex with joey)
Chris is weird (he must be gay)
Everyone (is smoking h)
And I tried hard to laugh today
Every word (you hear you repeat)
Every word (you repeat you change)
Here's a quarter there's a phone why don't you call someone who cares

You slip and fall
They pick you up
And throw you down again
I left them there
And found them here
I was rarely smart enough to dodge the careless words
You find them everywhere
It breaks you into two

I left them there
And found them here
It breaks me into twoback to top
Bombs Away
1995 – Fat Wreck - HOSS

You've got a thing about being lame
You think you'll show us all how your handicap is great
You've got a thing about being lost
You think with our concern you'll find yourself
And you'll never be forgotten
Your family never wanted this one
With all of her flaws
She's trailing far behind
She's feeling incomplete
She has no will to win
Listening I live inside your room
And you punish me as though
I punish you
Dumb… before it's done
And I am saint
Will you tell me now
I never could relate
To how you've been forgotten
Your family never wanted this one
With all of her flaws
But I wanna know
Was this deprivation of money or of love

This is the last time… you will be denied girl
You want that world that they took away
Go pick up the pieces
Find inner strength
Cause I can't save you
Find the life you left in a box
The world you said has cut you off
Bombs await
You bombs away
Now let them all fall down

You carry the burden
It fills you with regret
You never finished
That feeling incomplete
You carry their baggage
The guilt that holds you down

This is the last time… you will be denied girl
You want that world that they took away
Go pick up the pieces
Find inner strength
Cause I can't save you
Find the life you left in a box
The world you said has cut you off
Bombs away
Now cause life's been so hard
And so long that's why I'm writing you this songback to top
Move The Car
Hoss - 1995

The story it grows older
The story is no story here
I never knew what it is
And there's no sign of it ending
As I am it and ought to be they're telling me I am
They're telling me I am
They're telling me...

Bowling race car driver
Superficial hitman you're on the list at every door
You don't bowl or race fast cars
Composition competition you drive
Just because I don't go
To the church where you reside
I might as well forget it
The nineties won't be back again
Until i'm forty-eight years old
I can be the hungry
As I eat my words again
Appealing yet apalling rising to my falling
Going to extreme ends I am gagging on their scene

Bowling race car driver
Superficial hitman you're on the list at every door
You don't bowl or race fast cars
Composition competition you shift
I'm the driver over time in it's defense
I move their car and for a moment it makes sense
I fail them in the end
I fail it in the end
In the arms of old age
Knowing only one to lose
Feeling nothing more to hide
Consider life a forgery
As you’re gagging on your scene
Admit to fraudulence driven to this thought
Death is certain faith is not

Bowling race car driver
Superficial hitman you're on the list at every door
You don't bowl or race fast cars
Composition competition you drive
Competition competition
I’m losing I fail it in the endback to top
Sleep
Hi it's me I'm bored again, all is well I'm not insane
I've been drunk for seven days, everything is fine
I made some friends, broke the ice
Then I ate some bread and cheese, to gain some weight
To keep me warm, everything's o.k.

It's me delivering psychosis
Over the phone to you
I color your world blue
Ten thousand miles from you
I'm sinking all alone
Treading new waters
Where is my buoy
The van smells like a dirty sock
Everyone has got the flu
I'd rather be sick of you
I'd rather be asleep

It's me delivering psychosis
Over the phone to you
I color your world blue
Ten thousand miles from you
I'm sinking all alone
Treading new waters
I'm missing Buoy

When I get home, the band will have it's first hit song
You and I will buy some rings
And a suburban home
I'll bring home the bacon bits
We'll make our parents grandparents
I'll take you out the breakfast at night
And then we’ll go to sleepback to top
Sick
Hoss – 1995

I've been living for years in question some obsession
Was I less to live with no answers
As a life cried wolf
I'm ashamed to mention my anguish
But silence lies empty
If I say it again can I kill it?
Will you lend me your ears?
Breathe in breathe out exhale
Acting sweating a broken smile provides them a view
Projection is nothing new
Just once I would like them to feel it suffer in my skin
For a moment stand in my shoes filled with swelling blues

I keep this room and this room keeps me
Chained to my organs
I am quarantined to a place that's dark staring at three walls
The door is locked to them
Maybe now that they all know it
You’ll find solace as you'r drowning in narcissism
Or is it self-loathing
Cause you fought it all in your head boy psychosomatic
They used to humor you now they pity you and nothing's changed

I keep this room and this room keeps me
Chained to my organs
I am quarantined to a place that's dark staring at three walls
The door is locked behind me
If I say it again can I kill it?
If I say it again can I kill it?
If I say it again can I kill it?
If I say it again can I kill it?
Because they're sick of my complaining
And I am sick of being sick

Maybe these will cure you completely chemicals deeply
Sviors until you're dependent don't let them go to your head
I’m ashamed to mention my anguish cause…
Silence lies empty
Silence lies empty
Silence lies empty
Silence lies empty
Silence lies empty
Silence lies emptyback to top
Rifle
Hoss - 1995

I'm not the one who is pointing the finger
You hypocrite we're not true enough to be part
But I speak of what I have learned
I haven't a flag to be burned
Born wrong descend upon us you're only honest
But are you an artist or just a preacher to those
Who want to hate everything you told them to see
Everything you told them to hear
We simply ask them to listen and express what we feel
Born right
Rifle, rifle, rifle
Me
Rifle, rifle, rifle
Me
Rifle, rifle, rifle
Playing on their sympathy
You're the one waving the flag
You're the one starting the war
We're not compromising or trying to conquerback to top
Weak
Hoss - 1995

Come to know them and what makes them burn
Take out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt
Fueled by some loss we'll never know
I sit down now 'cause I'm not playing with you
Abusing amusing your peers and all your demons
In passive aggression accusing all else but you
Hurt the ones you've grown to love you feed on them
Embitterment refills your empty soul
Release it into them your sharp words alcohol enhanced
Fueled by guilt your checkered past
You had the last word
And we are having the last laugh
Laugh at me as i sit this one out
And they're dancing around me
Afraid you give me strenght to call it weakback to top
Black Eyes
Hoss - 1995

He knows no shame and takes no blame
This simpleton sees everything
He's only satisfied to point out other's mistakes
Never afraid to use his pride
His tradition is old his faith a hand-me-down
The family he wears them on his sleeve
Morale and values left under a christmas tree
He once had the gift
This image in his grandparents eyes
No guns, No drugs, No rape, No end
This vacant soul is pale and blue in empty gaze
His crow's feet are a vision of defeat
Sick and tired of the meaninglessness
The irrationale he's desensitized his every need
And emotion a cup half empty
But full of euphoria
He's searching for the light switch in the dark
To switch his routine
To find a reason
To find faight and piece of mind
When one to many beliefs die
It's tough to see through these black eyes
Everyone forgives
Everyone forgets
Everyone is true
And no one here will lie to you
He knows the truth
He knows the truth
Here nothing's certain disregard what you've learned
To find faith in piece of mind
All of thier gods died with his peace
I should know him that heathen’s meback to top
Bro Dependent
Hoss - 1995

I try to focus on what I hear
Listen to what I see
I've thought of it a lot
And it's becoming all to clear
I take it in excess as my true feelings are suppressed
I can not find the words to say it without hurting
Not listening to what you say
Now watching the things you do
As you take a dose of grief
As you insist there's no relief
Perhaps another drink
And you take it in excess
As your true feeling are supressed
You can not find the way to cure it
Without hurting you
You Cure it but it seems your problem still remains
Obsession, compulsion my friend overdoing evertything
So focus on what you need
Listen to what you hear
This is the last time I listen
It's becoming oh so clear
I'm completely confused here
I take it in excess as my true feelings are suppressed
But when I find the words to say it
I've spoken all too soonback to top
Razor Burn
Hoss - 1995

She broke up with me two days later
I think she met her Don Juan in Italy
She has a new man
I have a new mustache
Now all my friends are gonna call me Mountain Man
And everyone will think that i'm a stupid drifter
To walk the earth alone i'll never shave again
On the night she left me facial hair grew miraculously
I dressed in black like Johnny Cash and grew this beard of shame
I've heard it said she looks a lot like Sherilyn Fenn
And sometimes I'm mistaken for Billy Gibbons
I may appear wise but I'm an idiot
It's over she left me and she will soon forget me
She found out I was lame
I grew a beard of shame
Come all be faithful joyful and triumphant
I am a new man I have a beard of shameback to top
Shaving Your Head
"Shaving Your Head"

We used to watch them fall, and we saw them distraught
But the attention that they got, it surrounds them
For years we watched them enslaved, and we could only laugh
What a loser what a shame, said we'd never play the...

[chorus]
And now it seems you haven't learned the lesson
I guess you have to share the pain
And now your tainted blood leaves stains behind your back
And in their words I hear your shame

How can you lie to me, in your eyes I can see
Glazed and vacant, as you're caught in the act
You've always wanted this, now you feel the stab
Are you happy to be sad, is there pleasure in the...

[repeat chorus]

As it make you sick, do I make you scared
When you see what you once were
As you're shaving your head

The scared boy thinks he's safe
If you can't read his eyes
but you can read, you can read his eyes
His liesback to top
Ride The Snake
Hoss - 1995

Time to ride the snake
Eyes gone dead and blank
I don't wanna talk to a stranger I once knew
Single-minded hunt to fill the bottomless well
I can't afford the labor of the feelings that you ask
You tax
Talk to me... I can't hear you
Did you say the pain has gone away
Just one question will I see you at the show tomorrow
Or the snake... they could never tell
We are losing weight
They will all still love us
If they can not feel our hell
I'm not losing face and they're not losing faith
We won't have to feel unless we quit
There's nothing more to hide
Talk to me... I can't hear you
Did you say the pain has gone away
Just one question will I see you at the show tomorrow
Or the snake...
Don't you know that he does everything
He buys the food and cleans
He knows what I need to go on
He knows what I need to go on
This is your last chance
I can feel I'm fading
And I want to disappear disappear
There's nothing left to hide
Talk to me... I can't hear you
Did you say the pain has gone away
Just one question will I see you at the show tomorrow
Tell me then what's wrong
What's wrong?back to top
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