Minor Threat Rules The Landscape
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- BOTTLED VIOLENCE
- MINOR THREAT
- LOOK BACK AND LAUGH
- SOB STORY
- SEEING RED
- OUT OF STEP
- SALAD DAYS
- GOOD GUYS (DON'T WEAR WHITE)
Get your bravery from a six-pack
Get your bravery from a half pint
Drink your whiskey, drink your grain
Bottoms up, you don't feel pain
Go out and fight, fight
Lose control of your body
Beat the shit out of somebody
Half-shut eyes don't see what you hit
You don't take any shit
Go out and fight, fight
We're not the first, I hope we're not the last
'cause i know we're all headed for that adult crash
the time is so little the time belongs to us
why is everybody in such a fuckin' rush?
make do with what you have
take what you can get
pay no mind to us
we're just a minor threat
i was early to finish i was late to start
i might be adult i'm a minor at heart
go to college be a man, what's the fuckin deal?
it's no how old i am, it's how old i feel
take your time try not forget
we never will
we're just a minor threat
i want to tell you a little story
'cause it makes me warm inside
it's about some friends growing up
and all the things they tried
i'm not talking about staple shit
they went for something more
i guess it was too much dreaming
too much to hope for
one day something funny happened
but it scared the shit out of me
their heads went in different directions
and their friendship ceased to be
i'm telling you i want it to work
i don't like being hurt
something's not right inside
and i can't always out it aside
what can we do what can we do?
i guess i make too much shit
someday we'll look back and laugh
mr. present go away
come and fuck with us some other day
mr feelings, run and hide
you have no right to what you feel inside
motherfuckers, quick to kiss
talk your shit but don't fuck with this
all i want to know is
am i holding on? am i moving on?
what can we do what can we do?
life's not been good for you
it's just not fair
you did nothing to deserve it
you did nothing at all
sit back and watch
it turns from bad to worse
no matter how loud you cry
it always hurts
boy i'm glad i'm not in your shoes
how could things get any worse for you
you're so fucking alone
how could things get any worse for you
i don't blame you when you bitch and moan
everybody gets
what you should've got
everybody takes
your opportunites
everybody gets
the breaks that belonged to you
everybody takes
your just desserts
life's not been good for you
it's just not fair
i've got some news for you
nothing is fair
i wish there was some way
to make it all better
i wish there was a way
to make you happy
'cause i'm sick and i'm tired
of all your whining, your bitching, complaing, and moaning
boo fuckin hoo
you see me and you laugh out loud
you taunt me from safe inside your crowd
my looks, they must threaten you
to make you act the way you do
Red, i'm seeing red
you see me and you think i'm a jerk
first impressions without a word
you can't believe your eyes at first
but now you know you've seen the worst
red, i'm seeing red
(i) don't smoke
don't drink
don't fuck
at least i can fucking think
i can't keep up
i can't keep up
i can't keep up
out of step with the world
wishing for the days
when i first wore this suit
baby has grown older
it's no longer cute
too many voices
they have made me mute
baby has grown ugly
it's no longer cute
but on, i stay on, where do i get off?
on to greener pastures
the core has gotten soft
look at us today
we've gotten soft and fat
waiting for the moment
it's just not coming back
man we're so serious
about the stuff we lack
dwell upon our memories
but there are no facts
but on i stay on where do i get off?
on to greener pastures
the core is getting soft
do you remember the time (i don't know)
we'll call these our salad days
[POOR MEMORY--SORRY]
i'm a bored boy born in the road
some say my manners ain't the best
some of my friends they've been in a whole lot of trouble
some say i'm no better than the rest
but tell your mama and your papa
sometimes good guys don't wear white
everyday i work hard
at night i spend a restless [?] time
with all those rich kids and their lazy money
you can't hold a candle too long [?]
but tell...
sometimes...
good guys bad guys which is which?
the white collar worker or digger in the ditch
man who's to say who's the better man
of those two i do the best i can
you thought i had a dirty mind
all the messed up chicks all the changing times
white filth and easy living
you can't come come close to the love that i've given
but tell..
sometimes...