Fuck The Kids
1) Fuck The Kids I
2) Fuck The
Kids II
3) I'm
Telling Tim
4) Reagan
Sucks
5) Posuer
6) My
Name's Bud
7) Two On
Glue
8) Please
Stop Fucking My Mom
9) Murder
The Government
10) Stranger
Than Fishin
11) Stupid
Canadians
12) Eric
Melvin vs. PCP
13) Always
Hate Hippies
FUCK THE KIDS! FUCK THE KIDS! FUCK THE KIDS!
FUCK THE KIDS! FUCK THE KIDS! FUCK THE KIDS!
you better watch out you better not cry you better put out records d.i.y. cause its not what you done its what you been and if you fuck up.... i'm tellin tim.
heard it first from reagan youth dead kennedys and d.i. too wanna burn the effigie from dri to mdc guess what nostalgia sucks but i miss songs about how reagan sucks we all shared the same enemy- from cfa to shattered faith
their always doin fry they try to get me high i felt the pressure but i never did they used to call me dude put drugs in my food, took my squirt gun and made it a bong, my sisters name is mary jane and mines bud.
turn this place into a fuckin den!
what the fuck are you doing dont you know right from wrong i didnt care you fucked my sister but please stop stickin it in my mom. humiliations over come me my other friends laughing at my predicament of huge proportions homie's eating out my mudders pie!
i wanna see the constitution burn
the white house overturn
i wanna c some blue bloods blood bleed red
i wanna tar and hang the kkk
i wanna pull and shoot the nra
i wanna pay the lobbyists
to kill themselves!
i aint no musician some things are stranger than fishin
What Gives You The Right To Tell Others What To Do?/You Sit In Judgement, You Can't Be Wrong, Your Infallible Power's Undeniably Wrong (chorus)You Can Kill Us In Your Wars/You Can Jail Us With Your Laws/You Can Take Away Our Bodies But We'll Never Fit The Mould/'Cause you'll never ha ve Our Minds And You'll Never Have Our Souls You Fill Us Up With Lies, 'till our brothers we de- spise/you live in fear, you live by hate, the wars are coming and you can't wait
eric melvin took pcp one night in hollywood. it was pretty funny. he kept saying "help me" over and over again. then he started puking. that was cool. then he passed out. that was boring. oh well
You are a hippie You smell like skunk I'm your arch-enemy A middle class punk Get out Get a life Get a job Everyone's smoking grass Everyone is an ass Can't you afford to cut your hair? Cause Frank and I will cut it off for free Never trus a hippie They'll sell you bad drugs