1.Cop-Out
Too fucking lazy
To have any courage
I reap the results
Take a look around and see
All I have
Ignoring all reason and any sense
I'm the exception
The rule is a lie
I clouded my head
Always taking the easy
I bought all protection
I could have been smart
It's not what I wanted
You call me shitty things
Because you're jealous of me
I don't have to try
Competition's a waste of time
It's all a waste of time
Guilt is a friend I made long ago
And together we fight any effort
Prevention or rejection
I simply give up all my chances
And you must really hate the fact
That somehow I can live with that
Join in and cop out
2.Dismissal
I have decided
That what I see on the T.V.
And what I read in those magazines
Means nothing to me
I am free from everything and anything you want me to believe
Cancellation has come and I'm pulling out
Dismissal
It's not going to happen anymore
I've been through it too many times
Assaulted by standards asking for decline
Drop off the pressure
Consistent and pure
Dispense the appropriate
Meaningless meaning
Well it's no longer working
Your shit means nothing to me
Your shit means nothing to me
This is dismissal
And if it don't make sense to me
It don't deserve to breathe
This is dismissal
Your shit means nothing to me
3.Ramona Moraga
As if isolation's not enough
Just try to organize and rise above it
Then you'll find out what it's all about
This is not my community
This is not what I represent
Participation's breathing down my neck
There's no way I'm giving in
But still you're stuck living in ...
Ramona
Where there's nothing more than meets the eye
A peaceful lie for vat-grown teenage alcoholics
Unchallenged by adversity
Disjoint from history
And pinned down by boredom
In lowered trucks and concert shirts
It's a great place for children and pets
It's a rural cage with no need for walls
The blind youth crawl insanely towards the nets
In search of identity
They're already condemned to
Poorly planned pregnancies and vocations
But you know what
They don't want
(Welcome to Del Taco, may I take your order？)
All the politics of growing up
As if coping with it ain't enough
You try to organize and rise above it
Because you found out what it's all about (bullsh ...)
This is not my community
This is not what I represent
Participation's breathing down my neck
There's no way I'm giving in
But still you're stuck living in ...
Moraga
It won't let things change
An upper-crust fairy tale for the popular and decent kids
Ignorant of reality
Handed everything from hatred to their G.T.I.
Ganja, kegs and football games
With the cops there to keep out all minorities
A quiet fraud buried in the hills
Where schooling means exclusivity, intolerance and hypocrisy
And the sad thing is
You better get used to it
Because high school, it never ends
Welcome to the system
(You got a problem with me？)
This is not our community
This is not what we represent
Participation ain't where it's at
There's no way we're giving in
Yet still we're stuck living in
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
(Hey, where're ya from？)
4.Suitable For Framing
Once upon a time
Sunk and surrounded
A comparison began
And the be-all and end-all
Well it never happened
The routine of questioning procedure
Was pushing me in the one way
I pretended to choose
I pretended to choose
So we experiment
And give things a chance
We find ourselves a rut slightly less obvious
By taking command
And the package states
There's no such thing as destiny
Pick the flavor you want
The hanger-on will emulate it to a T
Becoming more than the idol ever was
It's no experiment
Everything is a calculation
We're silly echoes
Who don't make sense
Caught up tight
In the dumb things we do
We feel the need to release
The results of reactions
That take place within our heads
All the stupid shit
You counterfeit and fabricate
Show me anything that's never been done
One in a million
One of a million
The echo's confused
Each reflection of the past
Takes a life of its own
Once upon a time
We knew it was coming
We hoped it was coming
Go build big lies, go build big lies
It's compensation for the nothings we are inside
We fuck ourselves just to see what it feels like
Retch perfection
It's self-importance all the way
A chip on my shoulder
And it's almost as big as yours
Go build big lies, go build big lies
It's compensation for the void that we have inside
Let's pretend we tried to see
What it feels like
Shit fulfillment
It's self-importance all the way
I've got a chip on my shoulder
And it's almost as big as yours
(We're number one)
5.Worst Case Scenario
I am the lowest of the low
It's hell being enlightened
You've got to live with what you know
Worst case scenario
Always fighting with my mind
Always kicking down to compromise
My grip is gone, the past is black
It's been done before, and I like where I'm at
I am the lowest of the low
It's hell being enlightened
You've got to live with what you know
Worst case scenario
Higher, high, high
You've got to come down
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