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Shut Up and Pogo

by Ripcordz

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1.
News Song 00:52
2.
Hardcore 03:30
Becky was abused and she was living a lie Ran away from home and couldn't even cry Out on her own, a life alone Seemed the best that she could do Danny said 'hello' coz they both had purple hair Didn't have a lot but he volunteered to share A friendly face, she'd found a place Where she could live her life again And now they know that Punk is more than just a look Lessons learned out on the street aren't found in any book Hardcore, hardcore 'til the day you die They're just like you and me Hardcore, hardcore 'til the day they die They're just like you and me Part of a greater scene Be just what you want to be It's never lonely She thought her life was over but how wrong could she be Now she finds that leaving home had only set her free Can't be wrong, a million strong Punks are on the street tonight
3.
Better spike that hair up high tonight Tear those old jeans up just right Your Docs are polished - watch 'em shine Hope you changed your look in time You're high, you're flying - mesc has got you going round No more denying that California sound It's the second coming Your Green Day tee is newly washed Your friends have taught you how to mosh Hope those Punkers aren't too mean Now that you've arrived on their scene So hard, you're trying to be so cool and rude No more denying, you're a Punk Rock dude It's the second coming The Xers pogo now that grunge is dead They'll be there 'til disco rears its head The Xers pogo now that techno's dead They'll be there 'til New Wave rears its head Punk Rock tonight Punk Rock delight Punk Rock all right Punk Rock all night Your flannel shirts are neatly stowed You're a fashion-conscious music toad Watch the papers, watch your friends Cash in on the latest trends So hard, you're trying to be so cool and rude No more denying that you're a Punk Rock dude It's the second coming
4.
Spanish Fly 04:33
I struggle slowly across the floor, extend my hand to you You turn away and there's no denying, there's nothing left to do Blind and deaf, on an alcohol high A victim of the Spanish Fly What can I say? What can I do? While my best friend makes love to you? I call your name, fall down again And now I know there's nothing left to do My head spins 'round, the party flows around me on and on You're in my arms, you're in his charms, and now it all goes wrong A goodbye kiss and you disappear Leave me alone with my fears What did I say? What did I do? My whole world revolved around you We'd be together all our lives Now it's all a lie I come around, you're telling me that everything's okay I'm off the ground, I'm in your arms, there's nothing left to say No more words, no need to explain You're mine and I'm happy again
5.
Hear my mellow radio I'll fall over sideways if it gets more slow I just don't know what more to say When golden oldies rule the waves You've gotta be big in Iowa If you want to make it in Canada It's just another teenage anthem It's just another teenage anthem My heart goes through slowburn When I have to listen to Bruce Cockburn And we'd all OD on Anne Murray If we left it up to the CBC And what does Canuck country mean to me Except being sold out by the CRTC I'm not complaining just to hear my own voice It ain't no question of no multiple choice Yuppie demographics control the land Leaving nothing for no rock 'n roll bands
6.
Why can't you live for the day they say is coming You gotta know just what you want or lose the way The rights and the wrongs become so numbing The rules they gave you yesterday are changing today A confusion of tales that dull your senses They watch you in the maze that they created insane A confession of sins, imperfect tenses A minor misstep, you're in their maze again Stand up and unite Stand up and then shout it Stand up feel alive Stand up and be counted A game to be played, a play to be mastered Time to use some guidelines that you make on your own Follow your friends, ignore those bastards The space you claim today is your castle, your home
7.
I wanna rock 'n roll before it gets too old Be cool, skip school, and never do what you're told Whatever happened to - thin ties Whatever happened to - lined eyes Whatever happened to - Best Buys And all the glory that was Teenage Head I wanna twist and shout, be ultrahip when I'm out New Wave, misbehave, and pogo 'til I pass out Whatever happened to - Real Kids Whatever happened to - The Skids Whatever happened to - Cheap Trixk And Teenage Enema Nurses in Bondage I'm all dazed. Confused. They were Born to Lose All dead, or wed, nothing left to choose Whatever happened to - The Ruts Whatever happened to - buzz cuts Whatever happened to - Punk Gods The Adverts, Eater and Anarchists like you
8.
Epic 05:05
Wanted to tell you - you're not alone Wanted to tell you - you should've known The darkness was creeping much faster than we knew Never realized there was nothing we could do Wanted to tell you - you would've won Wanted to tell you - but you were gone A death in the home, a death in the family A mortal wound is opened and you know it's gonna bleed Don't know what to say We were all blown away by the bloody mindless turn of events A new reality, a voice for you and me For the kids and the innocents A voice above the crowd, a voice that shouted loud Has been cut - it stops making sense Now we've all been burned, it simply won't return We've lost our last line of defence Wanted to tell you - it's not so bad Wanted to tell you - it's not so sad A drug culture victim that can't take that extra shove Like many it seems, yu were killed by Love It seemed that you had so much more to live It seemed that you had so much more to give Spirit of teens. Possibilities. Could it be that you were so misunderstood It seemed that you had everything - none was any good None heard you calling, none saw the warning A generation without a home A million friends who now are all alone None heard you calling, none heard the warning
9.
Do you remember all those geeks in high school? The teachers pets? The all-around class fools? Where are they now? Are they all accountants? Lawyers on the prowl? Or is it even worse man, maybe you should look around CHORUS Too trendy to live, too stupid to live Dense enough to believe all their own lies Post-secondary drips forever more Just can't face what the world's got in store Bizarre haircuts, a jagged suit cut, a mind that's shut So you're just a real class-A goofball alternative nut A poison pen can't substitute for learning An attitude is something to be earned Where is the fire? Where's the desire? Nothing to inspire So in the end you're just another liar Another cog in their machine
10.
The Stand GT 03:40
Just a bunch of country boys who didn't understand They should be happy out working the land A little bit of attitude, some Boss distortion and... Glengarry's favourite sons form a rock 'n roll band Drive, just drive The band will survive Drive, just drive The Stand will arrive Hanging at the Highland Games, playing Ed's with Crash 13 Touring the country with Johnny McBean A criminal consumption of Blue, we all turn green A few drunk roadies are left at the scene A Celtic streak that keeps the motor humming Canadian to the Core The original plaid rockers are coming your way The pedal's on the floor A chicken coop to practice in, a hatching of new stars Scrape them off the floors of those anglo Québec bars Hit the road, damn the snow, it's all part of the show Beers, guitars and roadies - they're ready to go
11.
Self-righteous indignation and a pulpit full of fire Born a second time - didn't do it right the first A short old guy in Rome stakes his claim as God's town cryer Rules written in the Dark Ages make 'em ewant to do their worst The world revolves but not inside the castle walls Knowledge, rights and fairness sacrificed for their cause Learn from your history - they're the centre of it all Crimes of nature, ignorance - and most of all, the wars CHORUS I hear the lies, I see the fire Of madness burning coldly down deep in their souls Religious right, religious liars Blinded to everything outside of their goals A little mind control, a big mythology Don't worry 'bout the women, they'll do just as they're told Their twisted logic is a scary thing to see Drown the world in bodies in the worst story ever told
12.
Got a really rad designer hat that I wear Silver spurs, a satin shirt that's too debonaire My Chevy's on the rocks but it's All-American Comes with a gun I know where it's at The Neon Armadillo's my mecca of sorts Looking for young babes with big boots and jjean shorts Dancing in a pattern, they're as dense as they may seem A rhinestone dream, bottled blonde of course CHORUS Welcome to the land down under where God owns a 4-wheel drive Dolly is the world's eighth wonder And real men feel alive In the country of the damned Got me a job on the assembly line Screwing little rivets is a really good time After work I head for a really cool truck stop Drink 'til I drop I walk the line
13.
Lying in the mud, feel I wanna die Try to focus on, the cruel Alberta sky Our paths converge, it's Zen or something worse The final prayer for those who are accursed Drinking high octane, redefining art Rev that Cadillac, the show's about to start The kids converge and now they're gonna win The band revives, they're ready to begin They didn't understand, how could they have known? The babes they would be damned, eardrums would get blown The crowd it circles round and round they go And madness tramples those who are too slow CHORUS Kicked in the nuts A shot to the head Better watch out buddy or you're gonna be dead It's a Random Killing You're a Random Killing The undertakes smiles, a terrifying grin There's fire in his eyes, an inclination to sin Falling down, and screaming out in pain Your whole world, it goes insane Smoking killer weed, drowning in their beer Falling to your knees, screaming out in fear You find yourself unable to resist A welcome to their world that can't exist
14.
Country Core 03:08
I want to grab you by the throat, make you understand I'm the opposition vote to all of your plans Your faces change as they appear on my TV But you're all the same to me I wanna look you in the eye, make you look at me I wanna see you cry helplessly The powers that surround you are a paper-thin false shield And you're all the same to me CHORUS I'm gonna fight you every day I'm gonna fight for my own way You never got me to believe You never fooled me Coz you're all the same to me You think that you're unique, all your friends are too The Losers of the Week and so are you A little glitch of insane demography And you're all the same to me
15.

credits

released April 6, 1996

PAUL GOTT - vocals, guitars
CHRIS MOROZ - bass, vocals
FRANÇOIS DEMERS - drums, vocals

Emma Tibaldo - backing vocals
All songs by Paul Gott (SOCAN)
Recorded by Rod Shearer at Piranha Studios

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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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