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Huge Guy in the Mosh Pit
01:22
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Went to a show
My favorite band
Found a spot on the floor
A place I could stand
From here I could see
And not get squashed
But right in front of me
There's a huge guy in the mosh pit
Chorus:
Huge guy in the mosh pit!
One at every show
Huge guy in the mosh pit!
Please don't crush my toe
He slams his bros
He flails his arms
I move to the back
Escape from harm
Back to the wall
I can't even see
But my favorite band's
Still playin' for me!
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Punk rock girl
listenin’ to the country radio
whiskey and betrayal
everybody feelin’ low
Betrayin’ each other, and whiskey
Everybody’s so sad
then I hear, “The Drink I Didn’t Have Last Night
Is the Drink I Shoulda Had.”
I’m a punk rock girl
Just turned sixteen
haven’t ever even had a beer
so what’s that line supposed to mean?
I hear the bottle lets you down sometimes
but this line just drive me mad:
“The Drink I Didn’t have Last Night
Is the Drink I Shoulda Had.”
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Went to the thrift store
with my best friend
we loaded up on shirts & boots & hats.
The bus doesn’t stop
very close to his house
but that’s OK – we don’t mind walkin’
I headed for the front door
but he said, “No,
the back door’s better, cuz it’s . . .
(Chorus)
Half a bus closer to home
Half a bus closer to home
when you have to go there,
they have to let you in.
Half a bus closer to home
Back at his house
we ordered pizza and wings
And watched The Avengers again.
His mom made us brownies
his dad told bad jokes
and nobody talked about homework
Then I rode the bus home
and when I got to my stop
I used the door that was . . .
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Loser
02:56
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This is a song about not bein’ popular
and not givin’ a shit
Sounds easy but in practice
not givin’ a shit is a hard mark to hit
So I practice
real hard
try not to let down my guard
And if I crash
I start over again
from the beginning
I’m a loser,
but I’m gonna make it look
like I’m winning
And everybody looks right thru ya
like you’re not even there
They walk right up to ya pass thru ya
like you’re made outta air
Last one picked for the team
if they pick ya at all
Well I’m pickin’ me for my own team
if anybody else needs me have ‘em give me a call.
This is a song about bein’ invisible
until somebody looks
‘Bout standing up, coming out,
and layin’ down your own righteous hooks
So you practice
in your room
tryin’ to roll back
the stone from that tomb
Band comes out ragin’ and swingin’
like a ball team in a big inning
We’re all losers
but we’re gonna make it
look like we’re winning.
I know I’m a loser
So why do I feel like I’m winning?
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St. Rage Seattle, Washington
St. Rage is a fictional teenage garage band created by author Karen Eisenbrey in the novel The Gospel According to St Rage. Their adventures continue in Barbara and the Rage Brigade.
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