Hate The Police

Mommy, mommy, mommy. Look at your son. You might have loved me. But now I got a gun. You better stay out of my way. I think I've had a bad day. I've had a bad day.

Fish Out Of Water

Lie. . I'm a fish out of water. Kill me and choke on the bones. Nothing seems to matter anymore. Gotta get back to the reason. Gotta get back to the hole.

Halloween

There's somethin' shiftin' in the distance. Don't know what it is. Day as dead as night. Except for the feelin'. That's crawlin' up inside of me. As you sing your song.

Fear

Fear is an emotion inside us. Deeper growing my deaths content. Eating away our insides. Watching themselves and they step out of skin. So darkness it surrounds the being.

Good Enough

I've made mistakes. That I'm sure I'll make again. Guess I liked them enough. The first time around. No way to fight them. No use denying. The way it grows.

Ghost

I'm a ghost. I'm driftin' into oblivion. Just a gray, old ghost. And a messy oblivion. . Well I've had my hopes. They're not what they used to be. I've had hopes.

Fall Into Sleep

Dreams of earthquakes. Dreams of hurricanes. Dreams of pouring rain. Dreams of tidal waves. (To wash us all away). . Dreams of guns blazed. Dreams of fire rage.

Get Into Yours

I'm crawling out of my skin. I'm needing you again. I'm crawling out of my skin. Trying to get into yours. Got to get into yours. Got to get into yours.

Everything And Nothing

We swallow the spit,. Steal acceptance lend denial,. Telling me that my life is free and boundless,. Then I'm forced to stay between the lines,. They construct death to demolish life,.

Generation Spokesmodel

Oh I got these looks. That just won't quit. I got at least. A half of some kind of wit. I got a guitar. Check it out, I'm a star. Hey kids, how would I look on.

Generation Genocide

Dull Boy

All work and no play makes me a dull boy... All work and no play makes me a dull boy... All work and no play makes me a dull boy... ALL WORK AND NO PLAY MAKES ME A DULL BOY!!.

Fuzzgun 2001

Do What You Do

Lips bleed from the rings. All these little bruises, the little things. That provoke the segregation. Lead the separation. . Cage and clip the wings. Little noises, the little screams.

Dig [future Evolution Remix]

Dig, bury me underneath. Everything that I am rearranging. Dig, bury me underneath. Everything that I was slowly changing. . I would love to beat the face.

Fuzz Gun '91

Freak Momma

The mack is back. Sweeping up snack packs. Still slinging that game on the rock track. Feeling this bank and it don't stop, no. Here we go again setting up shop, yep.

Flat Out Fucked

All sprawled out. Laid to rest. Woke up early. Got it again. . I feel so stupid today. Why ain't it any other way. It's too late to complain. Bad, bad timing.

Dig [everything And Nothing Remix]

Dig, bury me underneath. Everything that I am rearranging. Dig, bury me underneath. Everything that I was slowly changing. . I would love to beat the face.

Fix Me

(hi, this is matt lukin from mudhoney, and I like to smoke a lot of pot and listen to black flag all the time.). . Someday. I'll feel no pain. Someday.