NOFX - So long and thanks for all the shoes

So long and thanks for all the shoes

It's my job to keep punk rock elite Kids off the K-hole Murder the government Monosyllabic girl 180 degrees All his suits are torn All outta angst I'm telling Tim Champs Elysees(French) Champs Elysees(English) Dad's bad news Kill rock stars Eat the meek The desperation's gone Flossing a dead horse Qart in session Falling in love

PUNK ROCK ELITE

Indiscriminate I'd rather be elite
I'll choose my own shit scene
unsubstantiated rumors flown are true
I'm here for me not you

Noncunglumurate I mean what I say
I'm not your fucking scape
goat apparently I've alienated some
it seems my job's half done

You'll never understand it
try to buy and brand it
I win, you lose, cause it's my job
to keep punk rock elite

This music ain't your fuckin' industry

KIDS OF THE K-HOLE

Everybody needs some time away
just stuck in the K-hole again
an 18 hour holiday
just stuck in the K-hole again, just once again

Mrs. Kitty ketamine your perseverance may
Outlast my ambition to go home

infatuation with your dark side I obey

forbidden pleasures, I have grown to loathe/love

Somewhere between eden and north utopia

somewhere beneath the astral plain

I've taken residence on sybaritic soil

You won't be seeing me again

Dropping crumbs and flying thumbs

won't help me get back home

the home is where the hart is, I've been told

'cause I promised my heart to her

she cooked it medium weel

then proceded to swallow it whole

It may sound good to you

it may sound oh so wrong

just stuck in the K-hole again

winter's broken, summer's gone

just stuck in the K-hole again

just once again

MURDER THE GOVERNMENT

I wanna see the constitution burn

wanna watch the white house overturn

wanna witness some blue blood bleed red

I wanna tar and lynch the KKK

I wanna pull and shoot the NRA

I wanna pay the lobbysts to kill themselves

I wanna dose the DEA

I wanna join the CIA (not really)

It just seems so fucking easy to make this

country a better place to live

illegalize guns and lobbying (jail murders and extortionists)

... legalize drugs and prostitution (free salesmen and saleswomen)...

murder the government murder the government

murder the government and then do it again yeah

murder the government murder the government

murder the government and then

murder the government

MONOSYLABIC GIRL

I take her to the aquarium, she says shark

I take her to the planetarium, she says dark

I take her to the seaside

where she likes to spin and twirl

she says sure and cool and yeah

she's my monosylabic girl

I take her to the university, she says huh

I take her to out anniversary, she says one

I take her to the jewelry store

I say diamonds, she says pearl

oh everyone knows I'm in love

with a monosylabic girl

180 DEGREES

It's so easy to defend the status quo

with everyone so cool and cyncal

but when you see the end don't justify the means

it's just that 180 degrees

The great thing about bein' a human

the ability to reason

but reasning don't work when no one cares

2 parts apathy, one part despair

Guess what, this might come as surprise

I'll no longer roll my eyes

a change of heart to let the conscience breath

one quick twist, just 180 degrees

Yeah, I now know the right thing to do

Yeah, anti tradition tried and true

Yeah, a world where wrong has right of way

Yeah, fuck that world, fuck that hierarchy

Go ahead, work, waste your life away

fuck that world, go fuck that right of way

ALL HIS SUITS ARE TORN

Billy Cobin lost it all

we knew he would eventually

some wonder why he took the fall

others just ask who the hell is he

and why should we care for him?

A baggy man with baggy clothes

a face made of paper mache

he lost his humor years ago

along with his molars

his head planted beneath his shoulders

Kill the pain, integrity don't keep you warm and sane

don't throw me out with the bath water

don't wanna be, anyone who would wanna know me

Billy Cobin had a time, Billy Cobin had a place

following his iffteen minute climb

Billy took a seven second leap a cannonball

plunge of the deep

ALL OUTTA ANGST

I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out

I got no one to blame, nothing to change

I got no evil to fight

One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst

society dont' bother me

and there's something wrong with that

So I'm off to Pakistan, learn the laws of islam

fundamentalism, forget that rock'n'roll

no cigarette, no drink, in fact

it's difficult to thikn about getting laid

when you don't even get to see her face

I'm not insane

I'm not insane, I'm not liquored

I got nothin' to do, nothin' to lose

I got no place to call home

one thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst

society don'r bother me, there's something wrong with that

Next stop Mongolia

don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with 'ya

throw out that handicap

no stepping out, till spring, in fact it's

difficult to sing when it's 20 below

and that's during the day

I'm not insane

I'M TELLING TIM

You better watch out you better not cry

you better put out records DIY

cause its not what you've done it's what you've been

if you fuck up I'm telling Tim

Take you out of book your own life part six

you wont play again at ABC

you're gona get ostracized like Lawrence

when I tell Tim I'm telling Tim

I'm telling Tim I'm telling Tim

CHAMPS ELYSEES(French)

Je me baldais sur l'avenue le coeur ouvert a l'inconnu.

J'avais envie de dire bonjour a n'importe qui
n'importe qui et ce fut toi, je t'ai dit n'importe quoi,
Il suffisait de te parler, pour t'apprivoiser.

Aux Champs-Elysees, aux Champs-Elysees
au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit,
Il ya tout que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees

Tu m'a dit "J'ai rendez-vous dans un sous-sol avec des fous,
qui vivent la guitar a la main, du soir a matin".
Alors je t'ai accompagnee, on a chante, on a danse
et l'on n'a meme pas pense a s'embrasser

Aux Champs-Elysees, aux Champs-Elysees
au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit,
Il ya tout que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees

Hier soir deux inconnus et ce matin sur l'avenue,
deux amoureux tout etourdis par la longue nuit.
Et le l'Etoile a la Concorde, un orchestre a mille chordes,
tous les oiseaux du point du jour, chantent l'armour

Aux Champs-Elysees, aux Champs-Elysees
au soleil, sous la pluie, a midi ou a minuit,
Il ya tout que vous voulez aux Champs-Elysees

CHAMPS ELYSEES(English)

I was walking(strolling)on the avenue,the heart opened to the unknown
I wanted to say hello to anyone
Anyone and that was you,I told you anything,
Just hadda talk to you,to tame(win over)you.

On the ChampsElysées,on the ChampsElysées
Under the sun,under the rain,at midday or midnight,
There's whatever you want on the ChampsElysées

You said"I have rendez vous in a basement(underground) with
mad(crazy)guys who live with guitar in the hand,from evening til'
morning"
So,I've accompanied you (came with you),we sang,we danced
And we even not thought about kissin'(embracin')

On the ChampsElysées,on the ChampsElysées
Under the sun,under the rain,at midday or midnight,
There's whatever you want on the ChampsElysées.

DAD'S BAD NEWS

Don't belive a word your grandfather says

he's been classified grade a psycotik

you can see it from the hole in his head

a saner man would have used a bigger gun

degeneration ah ah ah ah ah

the lunatic clause was written for you

The story spoken is a story unheard

by you so listen cause it's unbelievable

a certain trait has passed while centuries turned

this certain trait has been a family tradition

No simple way to tell you son

we share the same red tainted blood

I'm gona kill me, you're gona kill you

kill you

Don' belive a word your grandfather says

he's a psycotik, grade a psycotik

KILL ROCK STARS

"Kill the rockstars" how ironic, Kathleen

you've been crowned the newest queen

kinda like the punk rock Gloria Steinham

you can't change the world by laming men

can't change the world by hating men

Just cause I don't know the reason you're so pissed

don't dare tag me mysoginist

I thought the goal here was mutual respect

not constructing a seperate sect

I wish I could have seen Courtney

demonstrate some real mysoginy

cant change the world ba hating men

EAT THE MEEK

Y mussed oui stay wear wee dont bee long

Because there 's never gona be enough space

so eat the meek, enjoy the waste

it's allways gonna be a delicacy

lick your chops and eat the meek

Y mussed oui stay wear wee dont bee long

The factory mass production fear, bottled,

capped, distributed near and far

sold for a reasonable price

and the people, they love it, they feed it

brush with it, bathe with it, breath it

inject it direct to the blood

it seems to replacing love

Y mussed oui stay wear wee dont bee long

Because there always gonna be token truth

forgotten code discaret youth

you know there's always gonna be pedigree

one own the air one pay to breath

Y mussed oui stay wear wee dont bee long

THE DESPERATION'S GONE

Trip down the stairs into hell

cathay de I miss your smell

a mixture of puke, beer, stale piss

fuck, sweat, and fear

adrenaline addicted, the blood leak

from my head kinda concerned my friends

but at the time it felt so right

the music blaring on, now the desperation's gonne

Turn, tune the knob K-go

some alterna radio

strategic marketing hype, media, stereopype

has our music been castrated? yes

to you it may sound good

to me it sounds all wrong

the notes and chords sound similar

the same forbidden beat, but

the desperation's gone (the song's the same)

but the desperation's gone

QUART IN SESSION

It's funny how nothing seems much fun

anymore to me now that I quit the drink

'cause soberness, it might be what I need

but it's certainly not how I wanna be

Nothing seems much fun anymore to me

Consequence never had anytime to think

about what coulda, should, happen to me

C-common sense my parents said I

didn't have any, but now look whose

got the dough

No longer born to lose

put away my party shoes

missin' the alcohol

don't feel like goin' out

nothing worth singin' about

missin' the alcohol

without tonic n gin

without no vicodin

Nothing seems much fun anymore to me (x4)

FALLING IN LOVE

Blast oxygen masks, smoke filled cabin

depressurize, don't be afraid, hold onto me

we're going down, but not our love

Death don't seem so bad, 'cause I'm with you

my only love, so close your eyes

kiss me on the last time, we're gonna

die, but not our love, not our love