The degeneration has been well documented. The decay is real.
ITT: Americana
The 90s was the last decade before jews assumed direct control
Luke Anderson
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Owen Robinson
Falling, I'm falling
Falling, I'm falling
Have you ever walked through a room
But it was more like the room passed around you
Like there was a leash around your neck that pulled you through
Have you ever been at some place
Recognizing everybody's face
Until you realized that there was no one there you knew
(Well, I know) Some days, my soul's confined and out of mind
Sleep forever
(I know) Some days, I'm so outshined and out of time
Have you ever
Have you ever buried your face in your hands
'Cause no one around you understands
Or has the slightest idea what it is that makes you be
Have you ever felt like there was more
Like someone else was keeping score
And what could make you whole was simply out of reach
(Well, I know) Someday, I'll try again and not pretend
This time forever
(I know) Someday, I'll get it straight, but not today
Have you ever
(Falling, I'm falling) Some days, my soul's confined and out of mind
Sleep forever
(Falling, I'm falling) Some days, my darkest friend is me again
Have you ever
(Falling, I'm falling) Someday, I'll try again and not pretend
This time forever
Someday, I'll get it straight, but not today
Have you ever
When the truth walks away
Everybody's dazed
'Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay
So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
'Cause I'd like to think the world is a better place
When the truth walks away
Everybody's dazed
'Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay
So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
Cause I'd like to make the world be a better place
When the truth walks away
Everybody's dazed
'Cause the truth about the world is that crime does pay
So if you walk away
Who is gonna stay
Cause I'd like to think the world is a better place
I'd like to leave the world as a better place
I'd like to think the world
Easton Cooper
Offspring's music has aged really well.
Cameron Gonzalez
Oh god not the le based 90's meme again...
Noah Richardson
>The 90s was the last decade before jews assumed direct control
oh my sweet summer child
Joshua Rivera
Man, Offspring really turned out to be a bunch of fags
Owen Clark
>the totally organic sexual revolution of the 1960s
lol
Samuel White
>Russia
>any kind of taste in music
>2016
captcha: SAY8N
Nolan Morales
Gunter glieben glauten globen
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
And all the girlies say, I'm pretty fly for a white guy
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis
You know, it's kinda hard just to get along today
Our subject isn't cool, but he fakes it anyway
He may not have a clue and he may not have style
But everything he lacks, well, he makes up in denial
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gotta play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least that you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world needs wannabes, ah
Hey, hey, do that brand-new thing!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
And all the girlies say, I'm pretty fly for a white guy
He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
But they didn't have Ice Cube, so he bought Vanilla Ice
Now cruisin' in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
But if he looks twice, they're gonna kick his lily ass
So don't debate, a player straight
You know he really doesn't get it anyway
Gotta play the field, and keep it real
For you no way, for you no way
So if you don't rate, just overcompensate
At least that you'll know you can always go on Ricki Lake
The world loves wannabes, ah
Hey, hey, do that brand-new thing!
Now he's gettin' a tattoo, yeah, he's gettin' ink done
He asked for a 13 but they drew a 31
Friends say, he's tryin' too hard and he's not quite hip
But in his own mind, he's the, he's the dopest trip
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Give it to me, baby!
Uh huh, uh huh!
Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, cinco, seis
Mason Sullivan
1690s? maybe
Xavier Allen
Oonda gleebum glottun globum
Lincoln Robinson
Camden Taylor
When we were young the future was so bright (Whoa)
The old neighborhood was so alive (Whoa)
And every kid on the whole damn street (Whoa)
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn (Whoa)
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn (Whoa)
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives?
Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
(Go!)
Jamie had a chance, well she really did (Whoa)
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids (Whoa)
Mark still lives at home 'cause he's got no job (Whoa)
He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Jay committed suicide (Whoa)
Brandon OD'd and died (Whoa)
What the hell is going on?
The cruelest dream, reality
Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
(Go!)
Chances thrown, nothing's free
Longing for what used to be
Still it's hard, hard to see
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Ryan Young
more like fats
Gavin Harris
Yesssss powerful and symbolic poetries
Noah Thomas
>Yesssss powerful and symbolic poetries
Xavier Thomas
Age is a cruel mistress.
I would be surfing and ignoring reality if I could, ain't no fucking hero.
Ian Howard
Ryan Lopez
Had the best music, deal with it zoomer.
Isaac Butler
>canada
Fuck you
Parker Johnson
Feelings
Nothing more than feelings
Trying to forget my
Feelings of hate
Imagine
Beating on your face
Trying to forget my
Feelings of hate
Feelings
All my life I'll feel it
I wish I'd never met you
You'll make me sick again
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
Of hate on my mind
Feelings
Feelings like I never liked you
Feelings like I want to kill you
Live in my heart
Feelings
Feelings like I want to deck you
Feelings like I've got to get you
Out of my life
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
The hate's in my eyes
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
You're not very nice
Go!
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
The hate's on my mind
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
Get out of my life
Feelings, whoa feelings
Whoa feelings
Get out of my life
Christopher Ortiz
I'm seeing this girl and she just might be out of her mind
Well, she's got baggage and it's of the emotional kind
She talks about closure and that validation bit
I don't mean to be insensitive, but I really hate that shit
And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues
And I'm going to pay
Yeah, yeah
She thinks she's the victim
And she takes it all out on me
Now I know she'll feel abandoned
If I don't stay over late
And I know she's afraid to commit
But it's only our second date
And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues
And I'm going to pay
Yeah, yeah
She thinks she's the victim
And she takes it all out on me
I don't know why you're messed up
I don't know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door
Now she talks about her ex
Nonstop, but I don't mind
But when she calls out his name in bed
That's where I draw the line
You told me a hundred times how your father left and he's gone
But I wish you wouldn't call me 'daddy' when we're gettin' it on
And I say yeah, yeah
Oh man, she's got issues
And I'm going to pay
Yeah, yeah
She thinks she's the victim
And she takes it all out on me
Yeah, yeah
My God, she's got issues
And I'm going to pay
Going to pay
Going to pay
Going to pay
Going to pay
Going to pay
If you think I'm controlling
Then why do you follow me around
If you're not co-dependent
Then why do you let others drag you down
I don't know why you're messed up
I don't know why your whole life is a chore
Just do me a favor
And check your baggage at the door
Jordan James
Feels bad man
Adam Peterson
>donkeyfag didn't post Staring at the sun
fag as expected
Jason Nelson
I look at that album very fondly. It was my first rock punkish album and my second overall one I think
Jace Gutierrez
>VHS shenanigans
basederino
Levi Lee
Goodbye, my friend, you've messed up again
You're going to prison, you're off to the pen
You've gotten off easy so many times
I guess no one told you how to get a life
The judge wasn't lenient like he was before
You got three to five and a kick out the door
The public defender really did try
Too little, too late, you didn't get a life
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom Prison is the destination
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others
Oh! Well, I'll see ya
That car looked so tempting, so easy to drive
Just like that apartment that you burglarized
You started to run, but didn't get far
'Cause under your arm was a VCR
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom Prison is the destination
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others
Oh! Well, I'll see ya
I'm innocent
I didn't do it
I didn't do nothin', man
This is bullshit
He gave it to me... it was, it was a present
Ho ho, not this time, my friend
You'll be in lockdown by ten
I'm afraid you can't talk your way out of this one, son
Now four walls are your 24-hour-a-day, constant companions
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Folsom Prison is the destination
Hey, in Walla
I'll see you in Walla Walla
Slap on the wrist? Well, not this time!
In the scheme of life, we're all just brothers
Rehabilitate with all the others
Oh! Well, I'll see ya
Well, I'll see ya
Have a nice life!
Aaron Cook
>staring at the sun
FUCK
brb kms
Hunter Brown
I disagree with your timeline.
To assassinate a U.S. president over nuclear non-proiferation and threatening the central bank, and to get away with it... that's a milestone of total control.
It was the 1960s.
Julian Torres
Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them
If I seem bleak
Well, you'd be correct
And if I don't speak
It's cause I can't disconnect
But I won't be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
When I ran, I didn't feel like a runaway
When I escaped, I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying
Though you hear me
I don't think that you relate
My will is something
That you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I won't be frustrated
By destruction in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
When I ran, I didn't feel like a runaway
When I escaped, I didn't feel like I got away
There's more to living than only surviving
Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying
Though you hear me
I don't think that you relate
My will is something
That you can't confiscate
So forgive me, but I won't be frustrated
By destruction in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway
Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way
Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing
It brings me down, but I won't let them
If I seem bleak
Well, you'd be correct
And if I don't speak
It's cause I can't disconnect
But I won't be burned by the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Whoa
As you're staring at the sun
Blake Perry
Leo Watson
90s Offspring was my gateway drug to hating jewish tricks and general kikery
The nigger-fetish forced meme was alive and well in the 90s
Luke Lee
When the sirens flash is gone
And we're left to carry on
All the memories are too few
When the pastor's music plays
And that casket rolls away
I could live again if you
Just stay alive for me
Please stay now, you left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay I can't make it on my own (it's the end of the line)
Make it on my own, whoa
It's the end of the line, whoa
Now that you are dead and gone
And I'm left to carry on
I could never smile cause you
Won't stay alive for me
Please stay now, you left me here alone
It's the end of the line
Please stay I can't make it on my own (it's the end of the line)
Make it on my own, whoa
It's the end of the line, whoa
Finally
Your final resting day
Is without me
I weep
And think of brighter days
What about me?
You can't take back, the one mistake
That still lives on after life it takes
In that one day, that changed our lives
And bitter memories are left behind
You can't take back, the one mistake (whoa)
That still lives on after life it takes
In that one day, that changed our lives (whoa)
And bitter memories are left behind, oh yeah
Please stay now, you left me here alone (whoa)
It's the end of the line
Please stay I can't make it on my own (it's the end of the line) (whoa)
Make it on my own, whoa (It's the end of the line, whoa)
Please stay now, you left me here alone (whoa)
It's the end of the line (whoa)
Please stay I can't make it on my own (whoa)
Dylan Jackson
The 90s music was about people bitching about having it too good. Welcome back to reality, faggot.
Cooper Campbell
>post-WW2
>un-Jewed
ok retard
Nathan Wilson
Now we talkin
[Verse 1]
Well, I'd like to tell you all about my dream, it's a place
Where strip malls abound and diversion's mere moments away
Where culture's defined by the ones least refined
And you'll be left behind if you don't fit in
It's all distorted in Americana my way
Well, fuck you!
[Chorus]
Well, my dream has come true
My vision has come true
[Verse 2]
Now give me my cable, fast food, four-by's, tat's right away
I want it right now ’cause my ge-generation don't like to wait
My future's determined by thieves, thugs, and vermin
It's quite an excursion but it's okay
Everything's backwards in Americana my way
Well, fuck you!
[Chorus]
Well, my dream has come true
My vision has come true
Yeah, it's all coming true
[Bridge]
I'm a product
Of my environment
So don't blame me, I just work here
But I wanna fuck it up
[Verse 3]
My rights are denied by those least qualified
Trading profit for pride, but it's okay
Everything's backwards in Americana my way
Well, fuck you!
Cameron Perez
"No Brakes"
Lay awake
I don't give a shit
If I even ever wake up in the morning
Down below
There's a pile of sin
Always waiting for a, waiting for a warning
Burned at the stake
Inside I'm blistering
Not a whisper, looking in you'd never know it
Miles below
I look up again
When you snap, they say before you never show it
Someone said it's all right
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's all right
Faster now, you know I got no brakes
No brakes
Fuses glow
Wounds are festering
'Til the wind comes up and takes it to the last "Pow"
Back and forth
Staring at the wall
This room's a cage, I know that something's got to give now
Lay awake
I don't give a shit
If I even ever wake up in the morning
Down below
There's a pile of sin
Always waiting for a, waiting for a warning
Someone said it's all right
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's all right
Faster now, you know I got no brakes
No brakes
Someone said it's all right
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's all right
Faster now, you know I got no brakes
Someone said it's all right
Save it now, don't say it for my sake
Someone said it's all right
Faster now, you know I got no brakes
No brakes
No brakes
No brakes
No brakes