SONGS
Frye
[Brian/Rowland]
MP3
Hiding in my empty bed wishing that I was dead
[ Just let me die! (x4) ]
When Ferris B called to me and tortures me to fucking be
[ His f-ing ride! (x4) ]
Tell me what's next
You crazy son of a bitch
What's next
Tell me what's next
Should I stay, should I go, only thing that I know
[ Keep calling me! (x4) ]
I'll go, I won't, I'll go, I won't, I hate this car, my life's a joke
[ I jump around! (x4) ]
At the restaurant
I faked him out on the phone
What's next
Tell me what's next
"When Cameron was in Egypt's land..."
"Let my Cameron go!"
At the parade
What the Hell you doing up there
What's next
Tell me what's next
The mileage isn't going down and now the car is on the ground
[ I killed the car! (x4) ]
When it's all said and done, place the blame on number one
[ I'll take the heat! (x4) ]
Tell me what's next
You crazy son of a bitch
What's next
Tell me what's next
The verse riff is Brian's, the chorus riff is Rowland's, and the lyrics are Brian's tribute to Ferris
Swimming With Sharks
[Brian/Rowland]
MP3
They'll try to get inside and get beneath your skin
Won't hesitate to watch you die to satisfy their sin
Just when you turn your back and give away your trust
Here comes the shark attack to satisfy their lust
Just one drop and you will see
You'll be bloody history
You're swimming - You're swimming
Just one drop and you will see
You'll be bloody history
You're swimming - You're swimming
Swimming with swimming with sharks
They'll come from miles around just for a little taste
Best head for higher ground cuz there's no time to waste
Once they have caught your smell you haven't got a chance
You'd better run like hell without a backward glance
Chorus
Clogging up our courtrooms with greed and their contempt
Taxing all that we consume and jacking up my rent
Brainwashed by the TV news and begging for my vote
Wage secret wars behind closed doors, just hand me the remote
Chorus
Variations on a cool riff, and I thought I'd get socially conscious
Freight Train Rollin'
[Brian/Rowland]
Freight train rollin'
Down the tracks
Freight train rollin'
Never comin' back
Well I left my baby just a week ago
And all this pain needs a place to go
Gonna pack my blues in a black suitcase
And ride the rails to another place, I said
Chorus
Well she said some things I wanna forget
Filled my empty heart with tears and regret
Gonna find a place for my sorrows to drown
At the bottom of a bottle in a far off town, I said
Chorus
Freight train comin'
Freight train rollin'
On - Roll on
Well, get on - Get on
My friend
Brian came up with a couple riffs to go with Rowland's abusive drum bashing
("The Sepul-Teaser")
[Brian]
Work in progress that has a Sepultura vibe to it.
Soldiers Of The Dead
[Brian, Rowland, DJ]
Armies gather on a moonless night
Soldiers of the dead
Soldiers of the dead
Work in progress that has an Alice In Chains vibe to it.