------------------Minor Threat Lyrics----------------------- all lyrics by Ian MacKaye except "Seeing Red" by Jeff Nelson. ------------------------------------------------------------- Filler What happened to you? You're not the same Something in your head Made a violent change It's in your head Filler You call it religion You're full of shit Was she really worth it? She cost you your life You'll never leave her side She's gonna be your wife You call it romance You're full of shit Your brain is clay What's going on? You picked up a bible And now you're gone You call it religion You're full of shit Filler I Don't Wanna Hear It I don't wanna hear it All you do is talk about you I don't wanna hear it 'Cause I know none of its true I don't wanna hear it Sick and tired of all your lies When are you gonna realize... That I dont wanna hear it Know you're full of shit Shut your fucking mouth I dont care what you say You keep talking Talking everyday First you're telling stories Then you're telling lies When the fuck Are you gonna realize That I don't wanna hear it Know you're full of shit Seeing Red You see me and you laugh out loud You taunt me from safe inside your crowd My looks, they must threaten you To make you act the way you do Red, I'm seeing red You see me and you think I'm a jerk First impresions without a word You can't believe your eyes at first But now you know you've seen the worst Red, I'm seeing red Straight Edge I'm a person just like you But I've got better things to do Then sit around and fuck my head Hang out with the living dead Snort white shit up my nose Pass out at the shows I don't even think about speed Thats something I just don't need I've got the straightedge I'm a person just like you But I've got better things to do Then sit around and smoke dope 'Cause I know that I can cope Laugh at the thought of eating ludes Laugh at the thought of sniffing glue Always gonna keep in touch Never want to use a crutch I've got the straightedge Small Man, Big Mouth Compete, compete, do it for the boys Empty barrels make the most noise You're always on the move You've always got something to prove What the fuck are you fighting for? Is it because you're five foot four? You better be happy with what you've got You'll never get anymore You laugh at a man when he tries You're trying to make up for your size To you life is a rivalry Keep a step ahead of me Small man, big mouth Screaming at a Wall I'm gonna knock it down Any way that I can I'm gonna scream I'm gonna yell I don't want to have to use my hands It's like screaming at a wall Someday it's gonna fall You built that wall up around you And now you can't see out And you can't hear my words No matter how loud I shout It's like screaming at a wall Someday it's gonna fall You're safe inside and you know it 'Cause I can't get to you And you know I resent it And my temper grows You better reinforce those walls Until you don't have no room to stand 'Cause someday the bricks are gonna fall Someday I'm gonna use my hands Bottled Violence Get your bravery from a six pack Get your bravery from a half pint Drink you whiskey, drink your grain Bottoms up and you don't feel pain Go out and fight, fight Bottled Violence Lose control of your body Beat the shit out of somebody Half-shut eyes don't see who you hit But you don't take any shit Go out and fight, fight Bottled violence Minor Threat We're not the first, I hope we're not the last 'Cause I know we're all heading for that adult crash The time is so little, the time belongs to us Why is everybody in such a fucking rush? Make do with what you have Take what you can get Pay no mind to us We're just a minor threat We're just a minor threat Early to finish, I was late to start I might be an adult, but I'm a minor at heart Go to college be a man whats the fucking deal? It's not how old I am it's how old I feel Take your time Try not to forget We never will We're just a minor threat We're just a minor threat Stand Up Something's fucked up Something's not right I came to have a good time You came to fight But if I do fight Nothing to fear 'Cause I know My friends are here I don't like to fight I don't like getting hurt Got my guard up State of alert I don't look for trouble Trouble finds me Need my friends In an emergency Don't go out alone Go with a friend You might need him In the end Stand up Stand up Stand up Stand up And be counted In My Eyes You tell me you like the tase You just need an excuse You tell me it calms your nerves You just think it looks cool You tell me you want to be different You just change the same You tell me it's only natural You just need the proof Did you fucking get it? It's in my eyes And it doesnt look that way to me In my eyes You tell me that nothing matters You're just fucking scared You tell me that I'm better You just hate yourself You tell me that you like her You just wish you did You tell me that I make no difference At least I'm fucking trying What the fuck have you done? It's in my eyes And it doesn't look that way to me In my eyes Out of Step (with the world) (I) Don't smoke Don't drink Don't fuck At least I can fucking think I can't keep up Can't keep up Can't keep up Out of step with the world Guilty of Being White I'm sorry For something I didn't do Lynched somebody But I don't know who You blame me for slavery A hundred years before I was born Guilt of being white I'm a convict Of a racist crime I've only served 19 years of my time Guilty of being white Betray Maybe it was no one's fault I know it wasn't mine But now that you've moved along I guess I'm next in line I thought we had the same ideas But you, you proved me wrong I've been played the fool before But never for quite so long Betray So what now? do we shake hands, And go our separate ways? Or do I open my mind And follow you into the haze? No, I'll see you tomorrow Same channel same time same place I'm not going anywhere 'Cause I quit your fucking race Betray Godammit, we were supposed to stay young And now it's over, it's finished, it's done Normal expectations, they were on the run But now it's over, it's finished, it's done It Follows I thought I had left it behind In another fucking time When boys were boys, girls were girls And faces were hard to find It follows me All the stupid thinking The stupid people thought The rules that we lived by The friends that we bought The asshole with a strong arm In the shape of floating friends The young ladies and their secrets In the soap that never ends I thought I had outrun it When i crossed the tracks I thought I had gotten away When it tapped me on the back It followed me It followed me Think again Everybody's right Everything I've done is wrong You know I tried to keep it short I know it took too fucking long Too much has been said You think it fucked my head Think again Ignorance, it set your standards Intelligence, that don't work in your brain You're an adult, so you act like a child Don't even try to explain This stupid shit, it's been done You think you're the only one? Think again A hand to your mouth A performing yawn I guess you know What the fuck is going on You're on top, you're on the ball You think you've seen it all? Think again Before you take another crack And slap yourself on the back Before you tell me what you heard And sum it up in one word Before you start talking shit Before you throw another fit Think again Look Back and Laugh I want to tell you a little story 'Cause it makes me warm inside It's about some friends growing up And all the things they tried I'm not talking about staple shit They went for something more I guess it was too much dreaming Too much to hope for One day something funny happened But it scared the shit out of me Their heads went in different directions And their friendship ceased to be I'm telling you I want it to work I don't like being hurt Something's not right inside And I can't always put it aside What can we do what can we do? Try Mr. Present, go away Come back and fuck with us another day Mr. Feelings, run and hide You have no right to what you feel inside Motherfuckers, quick to kiss Talk your shit don't fuck with this All I want to know is Am I holding on, am I moving on? What can we do what can we do? Try Sob Story Life's not been good to you It's just not fair You did nothing to deserve it You did nothing at all Sit back and watch It turns from bad to worse No matter how loud you cry It always hurts Boy I'm glad I'm not in your shoes How could things Get any worse for you? You're so fucking alone How could things Get any worse for you? I don't blame you When you piss and moan Everybody gets What you should've got Everybody takes Your opportunities Everybody gets The breaks that belong to you Everybody takes Your just desserts Life's not been good to you It's just not fair I've got some news for you Nothing is fair I wish there was a way To make it all better I pray for a way To make you happy 'Cause I'm sick and I'm tired Of your whining, complaining, bitching and moaning... Boo fuckin' hoo No Reason So you hate me That's the way it goes What the fuck? I guess I'll never know If it makes you feel better, Then I guess it's just as good You know I'll never accept it 'Cause I never thought you could Sit in the same room We look the other way Fuck conversation We've got nothing to say I'm sure we both hate to be ignored Haven't we met some place before? What's the problem? Is it justified? Or are we dealing With our fucking prides? Do you really want to leave it alone? I don't know what it's worth to you It's all I fucking own Haven't we met someplace before? Little Friend There are no words For what I want to say No description For what I feel It's a non-emotion It's something gray Way down Inside of me You could call it anger You could call it fear You could call it frustration That's as close as you get Now I'm waiting For security There's something racing Inside of me I'm waiting, I'm waiting For a sign Waiting for something Got nothing but time I said I'm waiting Waiting for a sign Just me and my little friend He's deep inside Salad Days Wishing for the days When I first wore this suit Baby has grown older It's no longer cute Too many voices They've made me mute Baby has grown ugly It's no longer cute But I stay on I stay on Where do I get off? On to greener pastures The core has gotten soft Look at us today We've gotten soft and fat Waiting for the moment It's just not coming back So serious About the stuff we lack Dwell upon our memories But there are no facts