1. |
One Up
01:24
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jumping over turtle shells it makes you feel good,
avoid falling in the trap like you should,
it's not a competition cuz this game is getting old,
hit the restart button cuz it's time to fucking fold
your always
one up
one up on me,
one up
one up on you
it's a one dimension story in three dimension time,
i'm staring blankly at the screen i can't believe this crap,
is it all fun and games to you?
are you having a good time?
i'm laughing in your face because you'll never ruin mine
i can't believe this crap,
there's no reason why you should try to hang on
your always
one up
one up on me,
one up
one up on you
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2. |
T.U.I.
01:07
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can you hear the noise
it travels through my spin
the impulse hit the spot
we’ll give it one last shot
what cha gonna do,
when you got no where to go
thrash under the influence
fall and smack the curb
the gravel ripped my flesh
but I can’t feel a thing
so lets try again
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3. |
Think For Yourself
01:01
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you can’t stand to see what this makes of me
it tears you up inside to see me free
I won’t give in to them and their conformity
stop to raise my voice, so hear me scream
think, it’s about what’s inside
think, they can’t justify
think, your life is your own
so think for yourself
I won’t step into line, I walk my own path
blinded by their lies, but see the truth
I cut the puppet strings you can’t control me
fight to make a change so listen when I say
think!
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4. |
Heroes In A Halfshell
01:25
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there’s trouble in the big apple and no ones safe they live in fear
crime rates up in the city according to april o’neal
what we need are heroes to protect us from bad guys
sure enough we find these teens the reptilian kind
teenage mutant ninja turtles
heroes in a half shell it’s simply plan to see
teenage mutant ninja turtles
shell shock to your system it will leave you digging green
shredders on the loss again he’s out to get our turtle friends
he sends the foot to fight his war because he wants revenge
but they’re no match for heroes with their martial arts tactics
no matter what he throws at them they always fight and win
leonardo is ready to go!
donatello is behind the wheel!
raphael wants to kick some ass!
michelangelo wants his pizza snack!
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5. |
4 Wheels & A Board
00:05
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four wheels and a board …skate!
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6. |
Drunk Fuck
00:49
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drinks on the way to the show
he had a few before we picked him up
he's so drunk that he can't play
and "it's aiight" is all he'll say
drunk fuck, drunk fuck, drunk fuck
which one?
drunk fuck, drunk fuck, drunk fuck
of us?
drunk fuck, drunk fuck, drunk fuck
is a?
drunk fuck , drunk fuck ,drunk fuck
drunk fuck!
he's a fucking drunk!
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7. |
Beer, Boards, & The Crew
01:19
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grab the beer, grab the board, grab the crew
the three things that you must do
stuck in class, won’t pass the test, if you ask who invaded france
a smart ass crack I would say george bush
but when my minds not on the test, I’m looking forward to the weekend
the facts of life can be summed up in three words
dragged to the mall by the girlfriend, she wants the diamond pear neckless
and she won’t listen when you tell her no
she goes into a hissy fit and I’m just thinking “fuck that shit!”
anna nichole can find her own way home
i’m staying true to my roots
I value friends more than you
and if you think I don’t give a shit
you’re a…fucking! worthless! bitch!
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8. |
Skate That Shit
01:32
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after work, skate that shit!
after school, skate that shit!
me and my board, skate that shit!
the fucking crew, skate that shit!
skating fast and playing fast,
i'll see the world from the back of a van,
is all i wanna fucking do, i don't care what you think
skate for fun with my friends
is that a good enough reason for you?, i don't care what you say
skate that shit asshole!
day or night, skate that shit!
bombing hills, skate that shit!
empty lots, skate that shit!
taking spills, skate that shit!
you say that i should give up
and you think i'm wasting my time
i didn't ask for your opinion this is my life!
I’m gonna ... skate that shit
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9. |
I Give Up
01:05
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sick of this job,
sick of this place,
sick of this cycle
no, it's not ok,
look for a reason,
twist my brain,
i lose again
no, it's not ok
cuz...i give up
fucking worthless,
stressed for nothing,
going nowhere and gaining nothing,
shit piles up it's to no end,
everyday is the day
i should have stayed in bed
cuz...i give up
it's too fucking easy
to end it all,
i just can't skate this one away
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10. |
Get Tanked
00:52
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had too much to drink
think i’m going to be sick
one too many shots
toilets the next stop
the walls, the chairs, the lights are spinning
speech is slurred from the booze I’m drinking
here we go again
the party never ends
I thought she was a ten
but she’s a he instead
let's get tanked!
I’m gonna be sick…..UGH!
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11. |
Shark Attack
00:57
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it’s summer again
let's head to the shore
jump into our bathing suits,
grab the boogie board
it’s a beautiful day
the water is clear
we dive into the ocean and we swim with no delay
and with our surf boards
we catch some big waves
suddenly we’re knocked off by something we can’t explain
it's a shark attack!
they circle round, and we’re trapped
oh my god he bit my leg,
the water’s red, it’s not my day
is this it, the way I die
now i’m in his jaws of death,
my guts spill out, there’s nothing left
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12. |
Skate Of The Dead
00:58
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skating late,
a little past two,
dark empty lot just me and the crew,
across the street we heard a sound,
stopped in our tracks and rolled to stop
the dead were rising from the grave,
they wanted our boards,
they wanted our brains,
ripped the flesh from our necks
then grabbed the boards and hit the cement!
what the fuck?
is going on?
the living dead,
will thrash it up!
skate of the dead,
tail slaps and human snacks!
skate of the dead
and they're never coming back!
nowhere to run,
nowhere to hide,
they'll take your board and eat you alive,
skate of the dead not fucking around,
skate of the dead is coming to your town!
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13. |
Park Scabs & Ramp Tramps
01:20
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skating and rolling were slashing the coping,
skating the streets, skating for me,
i think that you take this too seriously,
your head needs adjusting it's easy to see,
please lose your style, fuck the attitude,
grab that fucking board,
just shut your mouth and skate!
living my life from session to session,
just having fun, while i'm progressing
i may not be thrashing the park into pieces,
at least i'm not using the ramps as my bleachers,
i could care less if your better than me,
it's fun not competing i'm skating for me,
fuck you go home!
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14. |
Tear It Up
00:59
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the damage in my brain, will make me go insane
I gotta find a way, to drain my minds decay
doctors say i’m crazy, nurses say it’s youth
but when I get that feeling, my body needs to move
just have to
tear it up, fuck some shit up
tear it up, thrash that pit up
tear it up, fuck some shit up
we won’t let you walk away until you tear it up
ten cc’s of thrash, the doctor will prescribe
circle pit in pills, before you sleep at night
my fever has gone down, my headache is gone too
but when I hear that music, i’m coming after you
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15. |
Skate The Day Away
00:55
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it’s one o’clock, I just woke up, my head is in a vice
I look outside, the weather’s nice, how can I pass the time
I’m thinking hard, nothing so far, the day is almost threw
the bulb went on and then I knew the one thing I must do
skate the day away
I grind the curb and trick the box and skate away the day
I ollie stones and do great stuff and face plant on the way
if you ask and ask just once about why I skate today
it’s simply so, I just don’t know, “it’s fine with me” i’ll say
skate the day away
grab your board and go! skate the day!
grab your board!
skate the day!
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16. |
Thanks, It Came As A Set
00:06
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hey thanks….it came as a set!
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17. |
We're Thru
01:11
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now look at all that you’ve done wrong,
you can’t take back what’s said and done
you broke our bond of love and trust,
“it’s all right” cause you where drunk
well your excuse is full of shit,
you backstabbing, coward, heartless bitch
to think I thought that you’re the one,
and now I say your fucking done
we’re fucking thru
you’ve crossed the line
we’re fucking thru
so step aside
at first you were a nice surprise,
you weren’t like all the other guys
you took me out on fancy dates,
and now that feelings turned to hate
behind my back you tried a few,
you’ve bit off more than you can chew
what made you think you’ll get by me,
you deserve that pain now when you pee
granted, I must say my thanks
I know what you truly are
and just to prove my point
you’re worthless!
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18. |
Good-Bye, So Long
01:24
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go!...
the time is now and there’s no room to slip
no room, your move, can’t hold back this
our moment to shine and we won’t plead the fifth
one shot, bank shot, this chance is it
can’t you see we got our friends
our boards, our band, our thrash sessions
a phase you hope will leave with time
but it grows strong with days gone by
we have our goals can’t stop us now
we live our life and live it proud
you hate that you can’t break our bond
the reason why cause yours is gone
we walk this path and you won’t see us quit
no room, your move, can’t hold back this
one shot, bank shot, this chance is it
goodbye, so long, our life moves on
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