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Kidnoise

by Ripcordz

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The sun is sinking quickly Makes the pink smog look so Doggoned pretty I get this urge I just can’t satisfy Crawl to the telephone My head it spins the dial to Hell Calling those girls I know too well Four on the floor Burning rubber trails through dusky night Sleek black machines hit the road at last daylight I sit in terror, try to fight the urge I can’t resist Waiting for that deadly kiss CHORUS Pizza girls from Hell, Gee they look so swell All dressed, they’re done so well A horror movie come to life A teenage dreamboat nightmare wife Excuse me if I yell and scream Don’t interrupt my teenage dream Suddenly the doorbell rings It slowly opens, there they stand Radiating lust with pizza in hand They walk right in, the carpet burning in their wake My whole world begins to shake All poured into leather suits Perched on spike-heel thigh-high boots These are the girls my mom warned me about And now I’ll give it up for just a night or two To have my pizza and eat it too A horror movie come to life A teenage dreamboat nightmare wife Excuse me if I yell and scream Don’t interrupt my teenage dream My soul is on the line tonight I’ll give it up without a fight You can take the whole damn world For an evening with the Pizza Girls
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I hear you talkin’ though I can’t make much sense Looking so serious, sounding intense Old politicians, actors over the hill Say drinking, drugs and sex are all that can kill CHORUS But you can’t fool the kids no more No, you can’t fool the kids no more Self-righteous assholes tell us what should be done I say Nancy Reagan should say no to her guns Start fighting military build-ups and war Leave the kids alone, they won’t listen no more Don’t you see you’re losing your old self-righteous fight Preaching from the Bible of America’s right Take a look around and tell me what do you see? A messed up world, you wrecked it for you and me
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I got a rocket with a racing stripe It’s gonna take us up tonight I got a rocket and it’s outta sight Just buckle own and hold on tight I got a rocket it’s got four on the floor Tinted glass windows, a titanium core I got a rocket at the used rocket store It’s gonna grab you, make you scream for more CHORUS Cruisin’ the spaceways… with you I’ve got a rocket, it’s got room for two I saved a seat here just for you I got a rocket and it’s leaving at noon Why don’t you come aboard, enjoy the view? I got a rocket and it’s at my pad Come down and visit, it’s the latest fad I got a rocket with a loan from dad It’s the best trip that you’ll ever have I got a rocket but you got one too It beats the best curves I ever knew I got a rocket and it’s leaving at noon I’m gonna take you, make you part of the crew
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Straight Up 02:59
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No More 01:33
I was downtown driving, the roof was down on my car When I heard that music coming loud from a beat-up bar Had to double park, get out and get on my feet The beat moves me round, got me dancin’ in the street CHORUS Gets me goin’ down, keeps me goin’ round I haven’t heard that sound in years Got me thinkin’ of the time when music was so fine The music revolution is here No more teeny-bopper poppers for me Had to go inside, had to follow that crazy sound All these cats they was groovin’ on round and round The place was old and dark, but I finally found a seat I sat there drinkin’ my beer, lose myself in the beat
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Kidnoise 06:32
Nuclear war, George Bush It’s all the same when shove comes to push Acid rain, Styrofoam You want action? You’re on your own Pay your taxes, play their game The teeming masses, you’re all the same Politicians, government They’ll suck you dry of every cent Cut you tail you bleed to death Short pants, short hair, got to watch just what you wear Black & Decker, dreadlocks, it’s the school of hard knocks Cool patrol, marketing, the lyrics they don’t mean a thing Buy our tunes, lose some cash We need your money for our trash Cut you ‘til you bleed to death We don’t like it Give me money honey coz I’ve got a deal for you Old men with guitars have shown me all I have to do Not to worry, there ain’t nothing new Keep the cameras rollin’, got the script it’s all airtight Aerobicizing backstage, man it’s outta sight Got a geeky crew, bunch of dancing fools High-heeled babes in spandex, man they look so swell The song just ain’t important when the clichés work so well I don’t care about history when I got MTV Filling up my empty life with lies Keep your problems to yourself, don’t care about no one else Don’t think to much, you’ll start to cry In a perfect world, it’d all be fun The bad guy would always be on the run And all the girls and boys would listen to Kidnoise tonight Hear our message, it’s so clean it don’t matter what it means Just stop thinkin’ ‘bout the world outside Electric drums, Valium, come on down and give me some Now you’re being taken for a ride
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Do you believe in Old Saint Nick? A jolly old guy who gives to the rich? Do you believe in mistletoe, kissing people you don’t know? It’s all in faith, no need to reason Just kill a tree for the Christmas season Do you believe? Do you believe in the Easter Bunny? The Tooth Fairy? You’re in the money Do you believe in Peter Pan? His fairy dust makes magic, man When you go to sleep don’t extinguish the light There’s monsters under your bed tonight Do you believe? Do you believe that rock ‘n roll Has got the power to purge you soul? Do you believe in limousines? Air-brushed photos in magazines? Old-age rockers meet Mr. Hall An interview laced with Geritol Do you believe? Lying, crying, trying, dying Admit defeat, seek release From a willing suspension of disbelief Do you believe that might makes right? Never give up without a fight Do you believe in Desert Storm? Drug wars, Star Wars and the right to bear arms? You don’t need no smarts, just patriotism Most of this stuff don’t stand to reason Do you believe? Do you believe in democracy? Do you know what it means to be free? Do you believe in the US of A? The two-party system’s the American way Just sit at home and feel powerless Equality’s just round the corner, miss Do you believe?
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No Choice 04:57
Jeanie was a little girl Never meant no harm at all Johnny was her special friend, Always laughed, they had a ball But they grew so fast, things changed then They could never be the same again then Jeannie wanted Johnny to stay More than words could ever say Father Flynn’s a man of God Told Jeanie sex was not the way He believed women should keep their place Preferred altar boys anyway Her parents told her boys were evil incarnate Jeannie just couldn’t learn to hate them Didn’t want to go where they led Jeanie took Johnny to bed CHORUS Can’t they hear her voice? Can’t they see that they left her no choice? Good old folks ran the town Made sure there was no sex ed in class So Jeanie just couldn’t have known That she’d have to grow up so fast Johnny held her, told her he’d stick by her always While the nurse told her of her new ways Johnny’s folks they moved to the coast Jeanie’s dad, he broke her nose Nowhere to go, no one to talk to Shadows creep across, obscure what she can do Fear and shame are all that she’s feeling No information to tell where it’s leaving Doctor Johnston did the job A couplea hundred bucks a go Jeannie found it all so odd But her parent’s just couldn’t know It was the only option she had She didn’t know why she felt so bad Quietly, without a fuss Jeanie bled to death on the bus Jeanie’s folks, they blamed modern times Father Flynn agreed in kind Shed the right amount of tears Went back to being blind The schools, the still preach abstinence Doctor Johnston profits from the ignorance Jeanie’s name just joined some lists Johnny went home and slit his wrists Jeanie’s story ain’t so strange Some things’ll never change
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I hear it coming now the clock is striking midnight It cuts its black path through the night I know that long dark train, I feel it coming nearer I pray it doesn’t stop tonight I heard those tales of something wicked this way coming And now I know them to be true The whistle blows, the train is screaming on its journey I feel like running home to you CHORUS And now I see the driver and he’s looking at me Looking deep into my soul, and I know Never can escape that long dark train I feel a chill as that black train rolls through the station It doesn’t stop for me today I know it’s full of souls bound for dark destinations Nothing can stop it on its way And tho I’m back in your warm arms again this evening They just don’t warm the chill of fright As I wake up from the dark depths of my cruel nightmares And hear that train scream through the night
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CHORUS Open the pod bay doors, Hal It’s getting cold and dark outside I don’t want to know how to die The universe sucks at my mind Leaves my sanity behind How can I let go? How can you say so? How can anyone be ready to say goodbye? Lines cross and lines end, some things just never mend You can tear ‘em in half but big boys don’t cry God cheats at his game, death is his brand name The big picture just never tells you why Open the pod bay doors, Hal It’s so cold and dark inside I know I have to die The universe sucks at my mind Leaves my sanity behind
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Can’t understand the way you dress You lousy slob, you room’s a mess Don’t like any of your weirdo friends Get a job, the free ride ends Why can’t you be just like mom and dad? Looking so good, follow the fads Things were so perfect when they were young No one thought, so nothing went wrong Home sweet home All alone, escape the danger zone CHORUS All you ever need is just a little time All you ever get is just the same old line Take a look around, the madness never ends Don’t blame yourself, you’ve got nothing to defend Don’t kill yourself, kill your parents instead Sit down and get rated, opinions aren’t tolerated Rules aren’t debated Think of the mess that could be created The golden rule, back to school Train to be a fool And now a message for all you censors Kinda wish you’d develop a funny bone This ain’t no Goddamned li-te-ra-ture It’s just for fun, why don’t you leave it alone? Can’t trust anyone at the polls Plasticized, they’re all too old Never listen to you anyway The public trough is where they play, public sough Where can… where can you turn to now?
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ally was the girl next door Knew just where she was coming from Worked at the corner store Straight-A student, queen of the junior prom Said all the right things at all the right times She had it made Knew all the right people, flashed all the right signs She had it made in the shade Had her whole life laid out in front of her, every day All she had to do was wait Sally was the girl next door, the all-Canadian cover girl Had more brains than they gave her credit for Looked around and she saw the world Saw that the reality they’d created was a jail cell Started breaking down the walls and living her life By herself, and her rules Her parents and her teachers they lost all their control They were fools, she left them behind in their schools CHORUS You say it’s wrong How can thinking for yourself be anything but alright? Live free and strong Cutting through the slogans, it’s two minutes to midnight Sally is the girl next door, knows just what is going down Works at the leather store, hangs out in the clubs downtown Got the clothes on her back never takes any flak from no one Works enough to get by, never has to say why To no one, or no thing Left behind their empty lives, their corporate lies forever She’s daddy’s little girl no more Can’t you see she’s right? Keeping people stupid is no way to have freedom It’s “Live free or die” But freedom to you is just a corporate kingdom It’s lost all its charm With hypocritic morons leading the dogfight Sound the alarm Coz she’s thinking for herself and it’s approaching midnight
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I Didn't Lie 03:43
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Our second full-length album. We'd changed a lot since the surf-punk / sound-of-77 songs on the first album... so much so that some people thought we were a different band. Nope. Different drummer, but same band.

Fun fact: John, the bassist who recorded the next album with us, is actually in the crowd in one of the small pictures on the album cover.

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released February 15, 1992

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Ripcordz Montreal, Québec

Formed in 1980 and been playing ever since. Proud Punks from Montreal. We've played more than 2,500 shows and put out 18 albums. But we're not living in the past. Our new stuff is our best stuff.

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