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NOFX
NOFX


Background information
Origin Los Angeles, Southern California, United States
Genre(s) Punk Rock
Ska punk
Melodic Hardcore
Hardcore Punk
Years active 1983—present
Label(s) Fat Wreck Chords
Epitaph Records
Website Website
Members
Fat Mike
El Hefe
Eric Melvin
Erik Sandin
Former members
Dave Allen
Scott Sellers
Scott Aldahl
Dave Casillas
Steve Kidwiller



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Maximum Rock'n'Roll (1984)
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Gonna find some girls tonight
My friday night has washed away
Beer bong has me wandering around
The girls that look like drugs and alcohol

Six pack girls,
Six pack girls
Six pack girls
Six pack

So you pick her up and you bring her home
And you think about it for a while
Wake up the next morning and sure enough
It's not two girls!

Go to work, and then go to bed your friday night,
Has washed away your bummed out,
About your work 'cause you've already put in,
Your thousand hours they're all

Six pack girls,
They're all six pack girls,
They're all six pack girls,
Six pack

So you pick her up,
And you bring her home
You take her out,
And that's all you're alone,
And you want it sure
Enough your, stuck with her they're all

Six pack girls,
They're all six pack girls,
They're all six pack girls,
Six pack

. . .


We don't care, cause we're in a gang
Parties that we go to end up in a bang
Look at us funny and we'll shoot you dead
While we're there, we'll fill 'em with lead

Of all the gangs, we are the worst
We'll be the last, but we weren't the first
We've been in together for a year and a half
There goes our future, but we live in the past

Let's go out shoot some people tonight
We use guns, cause we don't wanna lose a fight
When we'll fight, it's 20 on 1
Cause fighting that way, is much more fun

Everyone knows that we're so bad
Our nights are long and our days are sad
Cause when we go out, someone might die
But we don't care cause we're in a gang

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You tell me you don't like the taste
Drugs and alcohol are such a waste
You got better things to do
Like hang around,
Be straight and screw

Enjoy your day,
What to say
Hell of a friend
Why do they know
You don't know any compassion
You don't like the drink
You tell me i've ruined my life
Well i don't care what you think

Why do you say we're mad as hell
Why do you say we're mad as hell
I've got my own set of values
Why don't you go enjoy yourself?

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One night, I fell asleep
A man dressed in black in front of me
I said "whatcha going to do to me?"
He said "I'm gonna set you free."
From all the pressures of society
From all your responsibilities, your bills and your job
From all the burdens that they put on you
And anything else that you want
Now everytime I look at drugs
I need a line, I need some stuff
You need a sell really quick
With anything to get me ripped
I don't care anymore
My normal life is such a bore
I bet that I look all fried
Until the day that I die

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When I was on the freeway, doing 70 all drunk
A copper pulled me over, and I thought that I was sunk
He came up to my car, I thought up a little trick
I took a donut, jelly filled, and put it on a stick
He came up to my window, and shouted to get out
So I quickly took the donut and I shoved it in his mouth
So I drove away, he shouted for some more
So I threw it out the window and he ate it off the floor

Cops and donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops love donuts
Cops and donuts

. . .


[Originally by "Black Sabbath"]

I am Iron Man!

Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?

Is he alive or dead?
Has he thoughts within his head?
We'll just pass him there
Why should we even care?

He was turned to steel
In the great magnetic field
Where he traveled time
For the future of mankind

Nobody wants him
He just stares at the world
Planning his vengeance
That he will soon unfold

Now the time is here
For Iron Man to spread fear
Vengeance from the grave
Kills the people he once saved

Nobody wants him
They just turn their heads
Nobody helps him
Now he has his revenge

Heavy boots of lead
Fills his victims full of dread
Running as fast as they can
Iron Man lives again!

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Never thought it could happen to me
Again and now look at me
I'm alone, standing in my cell
Staring at the wall, living in hell
All my life, I never said when
Again, again and again
Breaking, smashing, and killing
I never knew when to quit
How much do they take, I should have stopped
Thought I'd never get caught
But I did, I got caught
Now I feel pretty stupid. Fuck!

I'm shitting shitting bricks
I'm shitting shitting bricks
I'm shitting shitting bricks
I'm shitting bricks by the dozen
I'm shitting shitting bricks
I'm shitting shitting bricks

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Why can't I do what I want
Why must I do what my parents want

??

I gotta live by Mom's rules
I gotta live by Mom's rules
I gotta live by Mom's rules
I gotta live by Mom's rules
I gotta live by Mom's rules
Yeah!

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Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark

Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark

Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark

Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark

Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark
Lager in the Dark

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We don't like him
He's such a dick
He wears funny glasses
He has so many zits

Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a turkey
Bob Turkee he's a dick

He has a beer belly
He doesn't drink beer
He doesn't like girls
He's such a queer

Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's a dick
Bob Turkee he's turkey
Bob Turkee he's a dick

Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick
Bob Turkee, he's such a dick

We don't like him
He's such a dick
He wears funny glasses
He has so many zits
He's such a dick

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I've got no problems

Sitting by yourself,
No friends are near
You got a needle in one hand,
And in the other one a beer.
You can't cope with life,
You can't even get up,
Who's gonna help you?
You've got to pick yourself up.

But I've got no problems,
I've got no problems...

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Lies, don't waste again, ahhhhhhh
Can't comprehend
What, the daily bite
Just another friend
My stomach
Stucked on the floor
Of all the memories
I don't wanna think about it anymore
What you doing, she's coming back
I wanna reject, damn
But I know I can't
I never will

. . .


Computers had a war
And you're gonna die

We won't be anymore
We'll all turn to steel
We'll be in hell
Talking to our friends

Nothing to talk about
Coz' everyone will be dead

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