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I often think of yesterday
Playing back the tape reliving all the
Fun we had along the way
A simpler time and that’s alright
We were young without a care hanging out
Together until the morning light
It’s over, the time just slipped away
If I could do it all again, I’d do the same
One more time!
Because nothing lasts forever, not even darkest times
We’ll face this world together, I’ll be here by your sidе
The ups and downs, and all it brings, I know there must bе better things
Let’s raise a glass for tomorrow and the good times
Then somehow life got in the way
And it was hard to set aside the time
Though no one really was to blame
Some of us fell on trying times
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
Helps you learn to keep a grateful mind
Those days are gone, the clock ticks on
And desperately, we’re holding on
To memories of a faded past
We’re too afraid to take a chance
To recognize that time remains
We’re not yet lying in our graves
So, raise a glass and celebrate
The good times are what we create
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I miss the crowds
I miss the stage
I wanna scream it all away
If truth be told, it's getting old
take it day by day
I miss the noise
I miss the drive
Can't wait for this to end
But most of all I miss my fucking friends!
I've been stuck inside my mind
I just say I'm doing fine
Step a toe across that line
So I'll just take it from the top
I've been drinking on the job
Too messed up to call it off
I miss the crowds
I miss the stage
I wanna scream it all away
If truth be told, it's getting old
take it day by day
I miss the noise
I miss the drive
Can't wait for this to end
I just wanna make a sound
Doesn't even have to be too loud
But the world is upside down
Well I'm an extrovert you know
I'd just love to up and go
Pack my bags and hit the road
I miss the crowds
I miss the stage
I wanna scream it all away
If truth be told, it's getting old
take it day by day
I miss the noise
I miss the drive
Can't wait for this to end
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Mirror, mirror, on the floor, why can't you show me something more
Your shattered pieces sting like leeches, draining all my hopes and dreams
And ever time I try to reach for some small shard of inner peace
You leave me bleeding, always needing, every single pulse
Stripped off my skeleton in search of what's inside'
Let's take off all our skin and dance away the night
You are the wonder underneath you veins
Deep in your beautiful brains
La na na na na, na na na na na
La na na na na, na na na na na
Mirror, mirror, on the floor, why can't you show me something more
La na na na na, na na na na na
Mirror, mirror, in my brain, please tell me why I'm so insane
La na na na na, na na na na na
Deep in your beautiful, so fucking beautiful
Sleep in your beautiful grave
Weep for the beautiful, your fucking beautiful
Deep in your beautiful brains
Mirror, mirror, one more time, please tell me that I'm on your mind
Your loving arms can do me harm no reason to be so alarmed
Cause every time that I entreat you, all those times that I've beseeched
You leave me pleading, always needing, one more final pulse
Stripped off my skeleton in search of what's inside'
Let's take off all our skin and dance away the night
You are the wonder underneath you flesh
The perfect blunder between your birth and death
Slip off your cellulose and slither to my side
Rip up my rib-cage and I'll let you crawl inside
You are the wonder underneath your veins
Deep in your beautiful brains, deep in your beautiful brains
Deep in your beautiful
Brains
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Well
I’m never gonna understand a fuckin thing you say
And well you might as well be plastic cause yer so damn fake
All your lies are telling lies they’re bleeding out your face
But it was always that way with him.
Why
Stop telling my lies stop telling me lies
When you gonna realize yer fuckin with real lives
There’s a line yer about to cross
You make a lot of good people really fuckin
Pissed off
And I can’t help but to think
The worst is still yet to come.
You lie
Through your teeth
There’s no truth
You speak
Impeach the terrorist
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It's time to raise our voices
It's time to take a stand and fight
And no one can fix this, we're doomed to repeat it
It's time to fly
I guess you've always known, it weighs on my mind yeah
How dare we go this far, we can't turn the clock back
Now is the time
You gotta believe it's true, the future is up to you
It's time to raise our voices
It's time to take a stand and fight
And no one can fix this, we're doomed to repeat it
It's time to die
I guess you've always known, it weighs on my mind yeah
How dare we go this far, we can't turn the clock back
Just look at this place
And who's left to blame
The people in charge are just lying
While their pockets stay thick
Now is the time
Fall out of line
Challenge the reason
Cause these are your freedoms
And they're out to take them
Make no mistake
Love when they hate
And build when they break down
This is our generation
Choosing sides when lines are drawn
What will they say after we're dead and we're gone
This is our generation
Choosing sides when lines are drawn
What will they say after we're dead and we're gone
What will they say after we're dead and we're gone
What will they say after we're DEAD & GONE
I guess you've always known, it weighs on my mind yea
How dare we go this far, we can't turn the clock back
Just look at this place
And who's left to blame
The people in charge are just killing us
While their pockets stay thick
Now is the time
Fall out of line
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If I just hit the snooze, I can prolong the truth
Can’t bare the bearers of bad news, I miss the ignorance of youth
Trade every holographic card just to go back to start
Before my hairline began receding and there was a god I still believed in
Back when the only thought of war was Bettleborg vs. Megazord
Growing sick of growing up too fast, I miss simplicity of past
-Bridge-
Never thought twice about disease
My biggest worries were skinned knees
But it didn’t require a doctor’s visit
Cause Mamma’s kisses could always fix it
-Chorus-
Woah-oh just to be a kid again
Don’t want the now I want the then
Close your eyes and count to ten
But I’ve forgotten how to play pretend
-Bridge-
What happened to my TV
No longer see shrines of silver monkeys
Never get to climb the aggrocrag
Or pick a giant nose to retrieve the flag
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There I am, sweatin' tequila
in a beat up Mexican dive
All it's gonna take is one slurring insult
to bring this utter chaos to life
The bar is at attention, biting their tongues
afraid about what's going down
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
Chorus
Somebody hit somebody! (x4)
Verse 1
Fight in Mexico, better head for the doors
Sheriff's outta commission doing coke on the floor
Bartender's got his glock, only aiming for heads
So, better keep moving or you'll end up dead
Eyes at attention, shake and shimmy the fists
Nobody ever told me leave would be like this
Pimps, drunks, hookers; company I keep
This little PA boy in those Mexican streets
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
Verse 2
Hear the cries, harmony of the night
Darkest from within that shallows the white
Drunk off the violence, bloodlust in my eyes
Not leaving tonight until I win or I fry
Numbers starting to thin, bodies lining the floor
Sheriff's dead to rights, don't need his nightstick no more
Beating skulls into dust, spilling bodily wine
Gringo or not, that mamacita is mine!
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
Bridge
You losers buy the first fucking round!
Eyeing everybody, don't wanna hit nobody,
but the losers have to buy the first round
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We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
I was in the front lines
When it was past your bedtime
Our hearts are pumping lube and glitter
Yours are filled with kitty litter
I was in the front lines
When it was past your bedtime
We're rising from the smoke and rubble
Just in time to burst your bubble
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
We are the queers
The Middle-Aged Queers
We're the fucking queers
Go fuck yourself
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The sounds of Camp Punksylvania 2022 featuring Froggy, Chaser, Fat Chance and tons more. 100% of proceeds go to Camp Punksylvaia 2023.
released September 2, 2022
Riot Squad Media, Matt Kester Productions, Punk Rock Saves Lives, Stupid Rad Merch Co., Skid Row Garage, Havoc Underground, NEPA Scene, Caprice Loryne Photography, Vulture Culture
A special thanks to ALL the bands on the 2022 lineup, the Circle Drive-In Theater, Ionic Development, all of our amazing volunteers and staff and of course...YOU. Thank you for your support. It means the world. Enjoy this comp and we'll see ya in 2023!