LYRICS
Drool, formed at the base of her mouth
dripped down her chin into a pool
Approval, of some sort I guess
I'm doing something right for once, it's okay
Stool, that's all he thought I was worth
I'd never win, a fool
Approval, belated acceptance, yeah
Finally doing something right, twice and it's okay
Cruel, so cruel, she drools
The onus is on me, so this is reality
Cruel, so cruel, he drools,
Yeah he's so sorry, so this is reality
Cool, that's all I wanted to be
but not grand enough you see, cause there's rules
The difference between you and me, acceptance finally
Thrice is just okay
Yeah cruel, so cruel, she drools
The onus is on me, so this is reality
I'm the master with the key, forgiveness is that me?
He drools, yeah he's so sorry
So this is reality, so this is reality...
Watch 'em drool, caked in their own stool,
I'm no longer the fool
c 1993 Mouton Music Canada
2) Chinese Eyes (1:52)
I saw her standing there, in front of her electric chair
I asked her, yes I dare, she said she didn't care
Chinese eyes, she's got Chinese eyes
The man came in the door, and so I hit the floor
I watched him as he explored, I left cause he wanted more
Chinese eyes, she's got Chinese eyes
In a far away land, in a palace so grand
Uprises the demand, and I ask for her hand
The curtains swept across, and I think of my loss
Wonder Who's the Boss, on my brain grows moss
Chinese eyes, she's got Chinese eyes
I empathize, Chinese eyes
I thought that was nice, as I harvest the rice
Later at a dinner of mice, I remember my life of vice
c 1985 Mouton Music Canada
3) Ugly People (2:31)
Ugly people all around, up and down the halls
They haunt me and I'm afraid that they
Might want to be my friend
I can not stand the thought of ugly people
Around me or around my life I don't want them
No I don't want them
Ugly people get on my nerves, no wonder I'm so bad
I don't know what to do when they come near
Maybe they are queer
No don't stand so close I might get your disease from your
Big ugly person
c 1985 Mouton Music Canada
4) Dean (2:16)
Dean is very troubled, he thinks that he is right
He is always at a loss, "come on now let's fight!"
Dean thinks he has all the answers
He thinks he reads us like a book
But it is Dean who we read like he is glass
Dean thinks he is King, but he ain't even close
He's a weasel at best, a worm who should die
Die Dean die...
Dean is a phony looking for a life
He walks all over trying to suck you in
Dean does not care, his love is all show
He will leave you when he has all he needs
Dean thinks he is a special case
He befriends anyone who he wants
And throws them away when they are no longer useful
Die Dean die...
c 1985 Mouton Music Canada
5) A Certain Sacrifice (4:44)
Everyone seems to think their so ordinary
They feel their contributions are so small
They look up to all the headline makers
And think they're the ones who walk tall
No one ever seems to look at their own lives
And see the differences they have made
Just like Jimmy Stewart in a feel good movie
You've made your mark and refuse to fade
If you take the time, and stop yourself
Look at your life, and see what you've done
We've all made a certain sacrifice
We've all in our life had to pay the price
You and I, a certain sacrifice
We'd do it again and not think twice
The problems we make are ususally our own
But sometimes that can't be helped at all
We think of them first and ourselves last
And really that's the way it should be
So don't look down when you reflect on your life
Think of all of the good you must have made
It's never easy to put yourself second
But in the end you're the one who's made the grade
c 1993 Mouton Music Canada
6) Peel (4:52)
Smoky silhouette, she has no feelings
Heat of the lights, keeps bare skin warm
Like meat under a heat lamp on an assemly line of lust
Perverts row is always full and she feels their pull
And so what's the deal? Slowly as she peels
away any remaining self-esteem, we help her peel
away any hope of a dream
Smoky silhouette, moves to center stage
She looks so happy, she looks so eager to please
But when all is said and done, we walk away having our fun
We're home in bed with a lover,
and this is something she has yet to discover
And so what's the deal? Slowly she peels
away any remaining self-esteem, yes we help her peel
away any hope of a dream
They tell me to wake up, the bitch is happy where she is
They tell me to shake up, and not be such a silly ass
They tell me not to worry about this girl
Not to worry about this girl
Well, I want to worry about this girl, just one of a million
c 1993 Mouton Music Canada
7) Fire (4:28)
Seething up from the cracks of decay
No longer caring what I do or say
I'm consumed by a hate I never knew
And all of this anger is directed at you
Once the flames have been fanned
The spite only grows in it's demand
Anger breeds much more of itself
My common sense is up on the shelf
It's a fire, burning hot,
I'm turning into something that I'd rather not,
Consumed by fire, consumed by fire
The heat and passion consume me whole
And now I'm on a destruction roll
Nothing can stop what she's begun
I unleash my wrath upon every one
I'm no longer my regular self
I don't care about fame or wealth
There is only one thing on my mind
And I work myself into a deeper bind
It's a fire, burning hot
I'm turning into something that I'd rather not
Consumed by fire, consumed by fire
How did I ever get into this way?
What exactly was it that she had to say?
I never ever would have guessed that this was me
Who is this hate monger that you see?
c 1993 Mouton Music Canada
8) Atonement (3:05)
Feeling guilty and I don't know why
Feeling guilty and I don't know why
I feel so evil, I feel so low, I want this feeling to please go
Clear my conscience cleanse my soul
Let me drink from the Holy bowl
Feeling dirty and I don't know why
Feeling dirty and I don't know why
I feel so vile I feel so base I need this feeling to please erase
Clear my mind cleanse my heart
Let me ride in the Holy cart
In my youth I must have done wrong
In my youth I must have done wrong
I don't know why I don't know how but these feelings haunt me now
In my dreams and in my sleep the pain of youth it must run deep
The pain of the youth runs so deep
I feel so guilty don't know why
I feel so dirty don't know why
Should I laugh or should I cry, should I live or should I die?
Should I walk or should I run, should I be morbid or have fun?
Looking up towards the sky, looking up towards the sky
Where's the answers I must find?
The pain of youth it must run deep
The pain of youth runs so deep
Feeling guilty and I think I now know why...
c 1993 Mouton Music Canada
9) Sometimes, but not always (4:39)
Sometimes, but not always, I will miss you
And sometimes, but not always, I will love you
It depends on the time of day, it depends on my shades of grey
On whether I need you, or not
Sometimes, but not always, I will long for you
And sometimes, but not always, I will lust for you
It depends on the time of week, it depends on if I turn the other cheek
If I want you, or not
But you have to know, I'll not let you go
And your freedom is mine
You must realize, for I sense it in your sighs
Yes, your freedom is mine
Sometimes, but not always, I need to talk to you
And sometimes, but not always, I have to get away
It depends on my mood swings, it depends on how my soul stings
On whether I understand you, or not
Sometimes, but not always, I just want to hold you
And sometimes, but not always, I need to scold you
You say it depends on the weather, and I say whatever
As long as we can work, as one
c 2001 Mouton Music Canada
10) Are we there yet? (1:42)
Give me a gun, I want to kill, give me a gun, I want to kill
Are we there yet?
Give me some salt, I want to eat, give me some salt, I want to eat
Are we there yet?
Give me some drugs, I want to sleep, give me some drugs,
I want to sleep
Are we there yet?
c 1994 Mouton Music Canada
11) Smalltown (3:37)
We're happy little elves, happy in every way
We love our little jobs, every single day
We take the city bus to work, and pine away our time
If we're lucky we get a raise, but there's no reason or rhyme
It's your future when you live in a smalltown
It's your future, bag boy P.H.D.
You can work at seven-eleven, or pump gas downtown
Clean cars at the dealership, or pick stones for farmer Joe
It ain't easy living these days, and we all know that's true
But you gotta be yourself ya, you gotta learn to break on through
c 1996 Mouton Music Canada
12) Surreal (4:30)
I pictured you like this, blown away by a simple kiss
Your hanging on a limb, with emotion on a whim, yeah
My heart is on my sleeve, to hell with all the rules
Just a hopeless romantic, just one of those fools, yeah
And when I hold you it's, and when I touch you it's
And when I love you it's, surreal, so surreal
They say it's fashion, but I've got the passion
To see you so satisfied, is the only wish I have, yeah
My mouth is oh so dry, but my soul is oh so wet
I need to be with you, your the best I've had yet, yeah
c 1996 Mouton Music Canada
13) Fire (A Slight Return) (4:31)
(Lyrics are the same as Track 7, just a different recording)
14) Slacker Anthem (3:40)
Post-war boom, made more room, paved our way, I've got my say
We play in the streets till dawn, and then sleep it off till noon
We never need to go to school, gotta save our engery for tonight
Slacker Generation, Slacker Generation, We are the...
Mom and dad both work, so I go berserk, they're never home,
They ensure my future
No one's shown us responsibility, 'cause it would infringe on our
young rights
We have no accountability, we're party to the video game set
Slacker Generation, Slacker Generation, We are the...
Untouchable, Unstoppable, Uncontrollable, Unaccountable
c 1994 Mouton Music Canada
Lyrics to tracks 1 to 14 written by Thomas A. Ryerson
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