These are the Lyrics to most of the Drunk Injuns Songs that you will find on the releases Thrasher Skate Rock Volume 1, Thrasher Skate Rock Volume 2, Thrasher Skate Rock Volume 6, Crimes Against Humanity, Frontside Grind, From Where The Sun Now Stands I Will Fight No More, Forever and Skate To Hell. These lyrics are not interpreted from listening to the songs but came from Restless Spirit himself directly and in this order.
Mental Holocaust
Listen now, mine little ones
In your dark, and violent future
You will see
Bright flashing objects
You will see mass genocide
You’ll have no friends,
And no loved ones
And everyone has lost their mind
No friends
And no loved ones
‘Cause everyone
Has lost their mind
Know, no love
No sympathy
Impulse killing
Modern lust
Then life will end most rapidly
From the Mental Holocaust
You will be walking in paranoia
Only safety, will be in numbers
Every finger will be a weapon
And every glance, is a warning
And life will end most rapidly
From the Mental Holocaust
Know no love
No sympathy
Impulse killing
Modern lust
The fire fell
From the sky
I saw a tear
In her eye
The fire falls
From the skies
I saw a tear
I thought I saw a tear
In her eye
Listen now, mine little ones
In your dark, and violent future
You will see
Bright flashing objects
There will be mass genocide
You’ll lose your friends
And your loved ones
And everyone
Will lose their mind
I reveal to you the future
‘Cause there will be no one
To real your past
Know no love
No sympathy
Impulse killing
Modern lust
Life will end most rapidly…
Question Authority
When my body’s aching
Just tryin’ to earn a dime
Boss man he is yelling
“Been late too many times!”
I can’t take much more of this
I ain’t nobody’s fool
I am gonna turn around
And this is what I’ll do:
I’m gonna Question Authority…
I’ve been kicked and spat at
Well I’ve been pushed around
Councils criticize me
They knocked me to the ground
But Now I’m on my own two feet
I ain’t nobody’s fool
I am gonna turn around
And this is what I’ll do:
I’m gonna Question Authority…
Your Mama
You walk yourself around
On the edge of town
Thinkin’ ‘bout your sister
‘Cause ya put her down
Say something bad to her
Now didn’t you?
Not so happy with yourself, you?
Now your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Okay, you can’t help your sinnin’
No.
You can’t lose for winnin’
Big life
Your life is big game
Oh, you can’t get no refrain
Now your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Listen to her lecture
With a fidgeting despair
Ask you twenty questions of: Who? What? When or Where?
Cast yourself reflection
In your bathroom mirror
Razor blade to your vein
Your zero hour
HERE!
Now your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Your mama
Your mama’s cryin’
Program
I like the times
Of panic and worry
Gives me the chance
To prove myself
As a man
A magic man
Converting a heaven from hell
Blatantly
Your history
Will never remember the tasks
But still the same
They are not in vain
It sets a course for you
I like the times
Of hurry and bury
They rush you to the grave
Live their lives
Die your deaths
Then send you to heaven or hell
Vaguely remember me
For what I do is fact
But still the same
They’re not in vain
I’ve set a course for you
I like the times
Of panic and worry
Gives me the chance
To prove myself
As a man
A magic man
Converting a heaven from hell
Blatantly
Your history
Will never remember the tasks
Still the same
They’re not in vain
It sets a course for you
YOU!
I’m God!
Bad Kid
I thought I was the only one
I didn’t care
What they said about me
They’d gawk
They’d gasp
They’d shit their pants.
That just proves
What they want me to be
Can’t I live life as I seem fit?
Or, must I be guided by society?
I’m a bad kid. Bad kid.
Outta my way
Bad kid. Bad Kid.
Hey, what’d you say?
I won’t be
What you want me to be
I won’t say
What you want me to say
I got me
A good switchblade
To cut your spirit down
Can’t I live life as I seem fit?
Or, must I be guided by society?
I’m a bad kid. Bad kid.
Outta my way
Bad kid. Bad Kid.
Hey, what’d you say?
Just a bad kid. Bad kid.
She Gots A Gun
Four leafed clover
Evil eyes
Thoughts are deceptive
This ain’t paradise
Believe what you see
Believe what you feel
Immortally foolish
So categorized
Thoughts of tomorrow
Tear me apart
I think of the past
You’re the pain of my heart
Once dead to the world
What’s right?
What’s wrong?
Hot wind cold night
Demons light is shining bright
I looked at you
I looked at her hand
She gots a gun
I looked at you
I can feel
I can touch
I can see
I can kill
I’m not a god
I’m a man
Look
Listen
Oh, why don’t you understand?
That I speak of joy
I speak of hunger
Speak of sadness
I speak of pain
I speak of the wasted
Times of worry
Can you remember?
Remember our pain?
I looked at you
I looked at her hand
She gots a gun
I looked at you
Look at her hand
Look at her hand
Take it away from her
I gotta live some more
I looked at you
I looked at her hand
She gots a gun
I looked at you
I looked at you
I looked at her hand
She gots a gun
I looked at you
I looked at the trigger
The flash of the gun
Oh no
For Real
Bite through the neon with rage
Won’t let you out
‘Til your dues are paid
Hide yourself
From civilian throngs
They’ll find you out
If you live too long
For Real
Hold yourself for yourself
Listen to deaths sour song
Are you ready to go through a steady stream
The freedom you seek
Is only a dream
For real
Use your charm
As an electric eye
It’s your advantage
To escape and fly
But then you’ll see
And then you’ll bleed
But try to remember
Just who you are
For Real
Y-Camp
Instrumental
Heal Me
The beggars and workers
They can’t get along
The ones who do the fighting
They think that they’re strong
Love is a hardship
And I tell you life is too
I only live once now, baby
So this ones for you
Why don’t ya heal me?
Heal me. Heal me?
I need an antidote
My heart, it’s not right
My emotions ripped
You’ve impaired my sight
I’m putting it simple
But I’m telling it to you straight!
This is something
And it ain’t about hate
Why don’t ya heal me?
Heal me. Heal me?
Why don’t ya heal me?
Only can do it!
Went to a physician
Didn’t do me no good
I kept yearnin’
Like I should
There’s bruises on my forehead
Hemmorage of my brain
But it’s deep in my heart
Where I feel pain
Why don’t ya heal me?
Heal me. Heal me?
Pumpshank
You beg and you beg
You beg me some more
There’s someone knocking
At my front door
The police cop
And he’s comin’ after me
Look here, and see
What you’ve done
I still, want you around
You cry and you cry
And you cry at me
For our loves ghost
But can’t you see?
That thing is dead
No room for more
Of that stuff
That you’re
Craving for
I still, want you around
Y’know that I, still,
Want you around
I still,
I want you around
Well I still, want you around
Ancestors : Gods Of Sound
Nothing left
In this world to live for
Nations play
With nuclear war
Monumental fees for taxes
And I don’t know
Where my life is
Nowhere to hide
Where will I hide
Contemplating suicide
Safest place for me
Contemplating suicide
Please don’t think I’m crazy
I’m only human
I’ve got to live some
They don’t care
Ancestors: Gods of Sound
Music for your ears
Ancestors: Gods of Sound
Realize your fears
I’m only human
But they don’t care
I’ve got to live some
They don’t care…
Treasures Of Mankind
You always have comments
On the thoughts that I’ve made
And of my moments opinion
Now, left better not said
And the Treasures of Mankind
Is a mortal sin
And the treasures of my mind…
The spirit of your eyes
Lies heavy on my mind
Slight blessings of laughter
Now, so hard to find
And the Treasures of Mankind
Is a mortal sin
And the treasures of my mind…
Of my mind
Virgin time passes slow
Parades past my life
Of the heroes I have known
My judgement now thinks twice
And the Treasures of Mankind
Is a mortal sin
And the treasures of my mind…
Of my mind
Hidden Bonus Track: Juanita
1908 a flower did bloom in Nuevo Leon Mexico
Planted with love and treated with love by Jose and Eva Munoz
A girl barely sixteen years old,
across a river,
a skiff she rowed Through Eagle Pass,
to Austin, Texas She met a man, Juan Guzman
Juan put his head lightly on her lap,
Beneath a tree, on a bank, by a brook
Joining their hearts, dreaming of their future
Running her fingers through his hair
They were married in ‘24, by ‘43 had nine children
Migrated west to California, where they had four more
Juanita, Juanita – The flower is now a garden
Juanita, Juanita – A family, healthy and strong
From Santa Maria, the San Juaquin Valley,
Madera, Modesto they roamed
Her young men worked so hard in the fields
While their children nestled under her wing
In ‘51 they bought their castle, in eastside, San Jose
Working hard caring for their kingdom
While outside the children did play
Juanita, Juanita – Madre of mi madre
I love you, I love you, your memory I’ll never forget
Living through a long full live
Through good times and bad times and more
Curandera, the magic touch
Bendi´cion for those off to war
Juanita, Juanita – Mothered her childrens children
Juanita, Juanita – Your heart beats in so many more
Then one day Juan’s life slipped away,
Your true love now he is gone
Though not alone, her loneliness showed
But her love refused to grow old
Juanita, Juanita – Oh you’ve lost your darling
Juanita, Juanita – Somewhere Juan’s waiting for you
A decade passes your beautiful soul
Some bright petals now have fallen
The sun now sets on your long full life
There’s so much fruit in your garden
I see you now beneath that tree
In the shade, on the bank, by the brook
Stroking Juans’ hair, his head in your lap
What a wonderful family you’ve grown
Juanita, Juanita – Our hearts will love you forever
We’ll miss you, we’ll miss you – Your memory, I’ll never forget
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