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New Pompeii
01:45
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New Pompeii is the place to be
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
The trendy fucks flock to this city
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
Two looming giants sleeping nearby
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
Waiting to blow ash into the sky
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
You have a false sense of protection
Living in the shadow of ashy extinction
Just wait until the eruptions begin
And your ash-filled lungs are burning
So quickly we forget the past
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
Many years ago, a many megaton blast
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
The northern giant unleashed death
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
Destroying acres with its ashy breath
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
New Pompeii is the place to be
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
To relive the events of 1980
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
But just remember Vesuvius
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
Next time that could be us
New Pompeii, New Pompeii
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Wasted Mind
02:35
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So polite and deferential
She’s got so much potential
What would we have done without her?
Don’t you think it’s a pity about her?
Ever since she got out of that place
All her hard work has gone to waste
So ungrateful for our favors
We tried so hard to save her
Broken body and a wasted mind
I’m just looking for another creature of my kind
Broken body and a wasted mind
I’m just looking for another creature of my kind
Always wanna feel like you belong
By telling all the other punks that they’re doing it wrong
How far you gonna go to make people like you?
It’s not a condition you oughtta get used to
Think you’re so tough but you’re probably not
You’re crying in the liquor store parking lot
Just look at you, yeah, such a fucking mess
Should’ve gone to the cops when the wounds were still fresh
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No Pity
01:37
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Take your double standards and burn them to the ground
If I catch you in an alley then we’ll run you out of town
You say it’s talking shit, I say it’s self defense
You say it’s paranoia, I say it’s common sense
You can’t see that this is no way to live
You think I’m picking fights, you ask me to forgive
You patronize me, try to put me in my place
I’ll exorcize you, kick you in the face
You might call me childish, a pathetic lying brat
What’s in it for me to lie about something like that?
Take my reputation and drag it through the mud
I’m not looking for humiliation—I’m out for blood!
I’ve got no patience for your adolescent games
You think you’re different but they all treat you the same
You’re disappointed things aren’t working out your way
I’ve got no pity, I’ve got nothing more to say
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Party Rock
02:21
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I don’t give a shit about your little scene
All those people treat me mean
Always sponging off the rich kids
Buncha fuckups and dipshits
Blah blah blah, you talk and talk
About party drugs and party rock
I would use my dying breath
To let you know that I'm bored to death
Talk a big game like you finally made it
It’s bullshit, and I hate it
Think you’re some kinda tough motherfucker
You’re nothing but a sucker, sucker
You think you know a whole lot about art
When you’d rather be playing Mario Kart
You really wanna start some kind of fight
Because someone else took your DJ night?
Your makeup’s so nice, wouldn’t wanna spoil it
Powder your nose in the East End toilet
No politics, just piety
You’re just another drain on society!
Remember when we first moved to town
That older crowd who put you down?
Talked behind your back, laughed in your face
Til you grew up and took their place
Think you’re cool now but wait a while
That bar you like’ll be out of style
And when this social order falls,
You’ll be first against the wall
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Sloppy Kisses Portland, Oregon
Rose-vocals
Jeramy-guitar/backing vocals
Jason-bass
Spiz-drums
Sloppy Kisses recommends:
Get Me Out of This Hell
by Wild Mohicans
This is the other band Jason plays bass in!
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This is the band Jeramy plays drums in!
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D O T T I E A T T I E
by Dottie Attie
This is Rose's old band!
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