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Bomb The Music Industry! - Depression is NO FUN
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Future 86
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Stuff That I Like
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Bomb The Music Industry! - (Shut) Up The Punx!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - $2,400,000
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Bomb The Music Industry! - 25 Hour Goddamn Telethon
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Bomb The Music Industry! - 25!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - 493 Ruth
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Bomb The Music Industry! - 5 Funerals
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Bomb The Music Industry! - 9/11 Fever!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - All Ages Shows
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Bomb The Music Industry! - All Alone In My Big Empty Apartment
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Anywhere I Lay My Head
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Big Plans Of Sleeping In
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Bike Test 1 2 3
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Blow Your Brains Out On Live TV!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Bomb The Music Industry! - Bomb The Music Industry! (And Action Action) (And Refused) (And Born Against) Are Fucking Dead
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Brian Wilson Says SMiLE Aka Beard Of Defiance
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Campaign For a Better Next Weekend
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Can I Pay My Rent In Fun?
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Can't Complain
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Cold Chillin' Cold Chillin'
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Congratulations, John, On Joining Every Time I Die
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Does Your Face Hurt? No? 'Cause It's Killing Me!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Dude, Get With The Program
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Even Winning Feels Bad
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Everybody That Loves You
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Everybody That You Love
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Felt Just Like Vacation
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Fresh Attitude, Young Body
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Bomb The Music Industry! - From Martyrdom To Star(tyr)dom
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Frrreeeeeeeee Biiiiiiirrrrrrd!!! Frrrreeeeeeeeeeeeee Biiiiiiiiirrrd!!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Fuck The Fans
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Funcoland Verus The Southern Electorate
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Gang Of Four Meets The Stooges (But Boring)
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Get Wamer
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Get Warmer
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Ghost of Corporate Future
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Grudge Report
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Happy Anterrabae Day!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Hurricane Waves
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I Don't Love You Anymore
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I Don't Love You Anyore
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I'm A Panic Bomb, Baby!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I'm Terrorfied!!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I'm Too Cooool For Music
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Bomb The Music Industry! - I'm Too Cooooool For Music
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Bomb The Music Industry! - If Assholes Got Awards I'd Have A Trophy Case
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Bomb The Music Industry! - It Ceases to Be "Whining" If You're Still "Shitting" Blood
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Bomb The Music Industry! - It Shits!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - It's Official! We're Booooorrrrring!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Jobs Schmobs
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Bomb The Music Industry! - King Of Minneapolis Pts. I & II
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Bomb The Music Industry! - King Of Minneapolis Pts. III & IV
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Bomb The Music Industry! - My Response To An Article In Alternative Press
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Never Trust A Man Without A Horribly Embarrassing Secret
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Bomb The Music Industry! - No Rest For The Whiny
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Old And Unprofessional
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Pike St
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Pizza Claus Is Comin' To Town
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Ready... Set... No!!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Saddr Weirdr
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Save The War
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Savers
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Showerbeers!!!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Sick, Later
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Side Projects Are Never Successful
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Slumlord
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Sorry, Brooklyn. Dancing Won't Solve Anything.
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Sort Of Like Being Pumped
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Stand There Until You're Sober
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Sweet Home Cananada
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Syke! Life Is AWESOME!
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Tell My Boss, "I Hate You"
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Bomb The Music Industry! - The First Time I Met Sanawon
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Bomb The Music Industry! - The Last Party (Foul)
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Bomb The Music Industry! - The Shit That You Hate
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Bomb The Music Industry! - The Soul Crushing Northeast
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Bomb The Music Industry! - This Graceless Planet
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Bomb The Music Industry! - This is a Singalong
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Bomb The Music Industry! - This Year for Presidents' Day, I'm Giving Up on Rock and Roll
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Unlimited Breadsticks, Soup and Salad Days
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Vocal Coach
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Wednesday Night Drinkball
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Bomb The Music Industry! - Why, Oh Why, Oh Why
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Bomb The Music Industry! - You Still Believe In Me?
Side Projects Are Never Successful
Bomb The Music Industry!
It was a hot June day, and my ass was sticking to the seat of my girlfriend's car.
Staten Island traffic in the summer, baby.
And when you stuff yourself into a suit and tie do you think the judge can see through the sweat as he gives you your fine for a post-panic attack speeding ticket on a 90 degree day in New York. And yeah, you're gonna drive home for three hours to work in a basement for tribute bands making posters to pay about a fifth of that price. It's just Staten Island traffic in teh summer. Oh!
That orange ball.
That burning orb of fire in the sky is gonna explode and we're all gonna die!
Except for the foolish few who will "think ahead" and drive their SUV's to their bomb shelters
Complain about air conditioning because "baby, we ain't got no more electricity."
They wanna rise when it's done, be a leader with a gun.
Be a leader of what? Like a hundred and one?
Well, fuck it, I'm gonna hang out on the rooftop when it comes.
'Cause when it's dark, it'll be night time, baby.
And I'll get my ass on up out of this mess.
The only stores that are open, baby.
They gonna sell beer, and they're gonna sell ice cream.
And we'll drink drink drink and get drunk drunk drunk
and we'll talk talk talk about how much fun we had, yeah, when
we were fuckin' the world.
Through the glares on our windshields, we can't see each others eyes, just McDonalds cups and wrappers that they're throwing at full speed. And yes, I long for a shadow. And yes, I always appreciate the irony that the only cool comfort that allows us to see is a goddamn billboard. Sing it with me.
A BILL BOARD IS THE ONLY THING PREVENTING US FROM BLINDLY CRASHING. And we'll never see a city not marred by advertisements, and we'll NEVER have a future not working for those companies, and it's sure as shit not getting better so we might as well accept it now, oh.
And that really doesn't cheapen anything because, baby, we're all born to be businessmen. Every Fugazi record has a catalog number and a price tag and every independent label is selling you another goddamn product. But, NO, WE'RE not slaves to the music. Oh no, WE'RE not slaves to the company, baby. We do what we're born and raised to do and when you create something, you're producing something and that act of producing is the creation of a product.
'Cause when it's night, it'll be night time, baby.
And I'll get my ass on up out of this mess.
The only stores that are open, baby.
They gonna sell beer, and they're gonna sell ice cream.
And we'll drink drink drink and get drunk drunk drunk
and we'll talk talk talk about how much fun we had, yeah, when
we were fuckin' the world.
Oh we were fucking the world.
Yeah, we were fu fu cking cking the the world world.
When the sun drops, you ain't gonna be hungover the next day.
When the comet hits, you ain't gonna have no bills to pay.
When the bomb hits, it's gonna be a four day weekend. Hey hey!
When it's all done I'm gonna feel great finally.
And when I finally got to work today, I ate my Subway sandwich, and I drank my Coca-Cola Classic, and then I ate my Sunchips and I thought about the weekend when I'd fill up my Ford van with Mobil brand gas and drive to the Clear Channel venue and I'd drink myself a Budweiser and play my Fender guitar through my Fender amplifier and tell the kids with a straight face through a Shure microphone and JBL speakers that corporate rock is for suckers.
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