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silentbob NO USE FOR A NAME is a four piece hardcore outfit based out of Sunnyvale, California. Tony and Rory formed the band in 1987, followed by a succession of lead guitarists. The current line-up with Matt Riddle on bass and Dave Nassie on guitar has broadened the band's sound while preserving their impact and power. 000917
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silentbob Justified Black Eye
She was confused and abused in this life
Emotional and violent moments
Seemed to take the longest time
Every single knockout dragout
Fight they ever had. Apologies and
Dignity denied he starts to
Laugh he starts to lie with
Suddenly psychotic eyes.
Every night she cried herself
to sleep she didn't recognize
Her own face in the mirror
Black & blue, so afraid
Intimidation like a child she
Hides away he would always
Try to justify what wasn't true
Justified black eye
Taken for granted she sleeps by
The phone waiting for a call
From him but it seems he's never
Coming home, 14 beers later
He is there without an answer
Once again she questions his
Lies he goes to bed with
No reply
Tomorrow morning different
Story and he'll be a different
Guy, he'll justify her black eye
With another lie. She packs her
bags in great temptation he's on
His knees again he cries a hug
& a kiss and a don't know why as
a tear drops from her swollen eye
Apologies until tonight and another
Justified black eye




DMV
You're feeling really good and smart
You passed your test with a high score of 93
But it doesn't really matter cause you smashed your car
Time to return to the DMV.
Parking tickets, too much money, fifty dollar fines
Sweaty people, last one in a fifty mile line
Make an appointment now if you can't drive
it's time you learn
Just get in the back of the line
What do you get, what do I get, what do we get?
Nothing in return
We make better drivers and make sure the roads are safe
Then how come kids are dying in car accidents everyday?
We have the best facilities for learning satisfaction
First they took my license and then my registration
Can't stop getting tickets
don't have the time or money man
Now they're gonna impound my car! DMV...



Born Addicted
A woman sits inside a room
enclosing her lungs with deadly fumes
her boyfriend left a long time ago
I guess he didn't know...
She'd skip lamaze class every night
stays at home with her mouth to the pipe
a basehead in full maternity
when my baby is born "It'll look just like me"

NO RESPONSIBILITY THE BABY IS BORN ADDICTED
DRUGGED AUTOMATICALLY THE INFANTILE LIFE IS INFLICTED
EXTROVERSION HAS TAKEN HER CONTROL
IT'S GIVEN NAME WAS JACK, BUT IT MIGHT AS WELL BE CRACK
BORN DEAF, DUMB AND BLIND, WHAT SHE LEFT BEHIND
IS ONLY LEFT TO DIE....WHY!

If you take a life don't take one with you
Don't pass your disease to someone else
We don't have a cure to make it all better
It's in your womb and connects to your mouth
The front door of hell...


Feeding the Fire
It used to be easy to listen to people
And take everything with a grain of salt
But now that I'm older I still hear voices
I do not wish to be involved

I don't want to be involved
With the incinerator anymore
that lifestyle is such a bore
Find the door

I want to leave this place
Can't take it anymore
Locked in a room and
The flames are burning down around me
And now I see the door
But I won't find a key
It's kinda sad but i'll never find
A better place to be
I'm not feeding the fire anymore

It makes me want to keep it locked inside
You got the gasoline but I don't have a light
I wanna hang out it's not a good time
I'd rather be somewhere that I could find
People that don't live off the words
That are said by someone else
Cause talking shit is so bad for your health



Secret
Father works the late shift,
mother drinks herself to sleep
brother's outside fiending with
a match and gasoline

They told her lies and gave her
no hope for tomorrow
and all the fairy tales just fade away
the brightest day of all the one that
she's been needing
turns to gray

The boyfriend calls her crazy,
teacher bores us all to sleep
and friends are in the bathroom
speaking just like enemies

Nobody understands her heart
that's left there bleeding
the dirty secret living in her mind
they'll always tell you that you lit the fire
you're feeding left behind

Always there to make you think that
you're no good
there's nothing wrong with what
you've done
they just wanna lift you up and throw
you down
and make you stop when all
you wanna do is run

Nobody understands the shame that
you've been feeling
the dirty secret living in her heart
it must be hard to put the pieces back
together, torn apart
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wheres my john denver album I saw them forever ago. I've never been a fan of the screaming. At least for me, it takes away from whatever they're trying to say (mostly b/c I can't understand what that is). I just want to tell them to chill out, relax. we can work this out, friend.
and to think, I'm only 23. I sound 65.
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