Happy Anterrabae Day!!!
Bomb the Music Industry! * Track #1 On To Leave or Die in Long Island
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- #1Happy Anterrabae Day!!!
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #2Congratulations, John, On Joining Every Time I Die!
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #3Showerbeers!
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #4Stand There Until You’re Sober
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- #5Dude, Get With The Program
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #6Bomb The Music Industry! (And Action Action) (And Refused) (And Born Against) Are Fucking Dead!
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #7Brian Wilson Says SMiLE A.K.A. Beard of Defiance
Bomb the Music Industry!
- #8Syke! Life Is Awesome!
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No one could explain this song better than Jeff Rosenstock himself:
This song probably took the longest out of any Bomb the Music Industry! song I’ve ever written to finish, and that’s mainly because it was predicated on ridiculousness. The introduction was originally crafted to kick off “John Star...
Happy Anterrabae Day!!! Lyrics
When we're not feeling strong, we grab the mic and sing along
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Whenever I go to a show
It always feels like I've been time warped back to the eleventh grade
The scene's uniting so the gangs can keep on fighting
"Don't say the wrong thing or I'll see you in the parking lot."
Brass knuckles are a great equalizer
When you have no self-esteem
If one guy is outnumbered
How are you the winning team?
Don't get mad if you're hit in the mosh pit
This is a friendly release
I doubt that some fourteen-year-old
Is trying to disturb your peace
When you bring your fist back to start the attack
Think about the kid
You're much too old. He's all alone
Walk away. Don't kick his fucking ass
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So if I kissed you on the nose or offered you a hug
How could you possibly still wanna fight?
We'll drink some beers (or if you're straight edge, we'll drink cola)
And we'll talk about how much we both liked Scarface
You'll back down because you're homophobic
Gold medals go to the pacifists
Who won't fight you — sorry, dude
This is passive resistance
Because we're all here for the same stupid reason
We all like some stupid band
So let's sing loud, proud and clear
In a language we both understand
When you bring your fist back to start the attack
Think about the reason
You went to shows at twelve years old
We all felt alone. It was NOT to kick my ass
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