• Airfare
• Nonpoint
• Grade
• The Fatima Mansions
• 311

We don't mind the attitude.
but if you plan on comin' in,
i'll be the first one
to tell you.
We can find what you're looking for.
we can find the life source
of your goddamn attitude.
Now how do you say
leave it alone?
Black horns of the minotaur
that adorn the future cars.
You give it a real nice color.
We can find what you're looking for.
We won't find the life source
of your goddamn attitude.
And now how do you say ..ooo
leave it alone?
...Oh why?
Why do you waste your time
you silly thing? You
know i am a liar.
why?
Why do you waste your time
i'm almost a dying.
The ice behind
the face that hates mine,
I'm gonna get you runnin'.
The ice behind
the face that hates mine,
i'm gonna get you screamin'.
And now how do you say ...ooo
(you) leave it alone?

...Go... It's time
To do a quick rewind
And find another line
And bring it back to get
The juices flowing You
Found infection
With injection
Tell me lies
Time is moving faster
You were the last one
To reach inside
And grab my soul and kill it
Now you realize
What you've done
Now you realize
What you've done
Your time has come
Go...
Pick it up pick it up pick it up
Heart beats
Pains inside
You wonder why
You can't breathe
You're about to see
Your maker's eyes
That breath you took
Was terminal.
Now you realize
What you've done
Now you realize
What you've done
Your time has come
Go... Pick it up pick it up pick it up...
Here we go
Oh girl
Take my hand I understand, I understand
You got it right there
Oooh girl it's the right time I feel you're taste you're feelin so fine
So fine Soft white skin
The air the color of sunsets
Kiss your neck
The tone is all set
You tell another lie
You're flyer than the girl I had before
Then I kiss your bottom lip and
Have you screamin for more
Close the door
And hope that nobody's home

as sperm pools in the palm of your hand attempt to solve national affairs with only the understanding that lysol can give you a buzz if you sip it slowly view the innocent and the guilty dying before us the apathetic hive of uncertainty only to dismiss and decline it the only way political agendas affect us is that the evening news is more colourful or the price of toilet bowl cleaner inflates twenty percent sink back into the hive.

Do you think they could see us in this base circumstance
You with blood on your knees and me with my hand down your pants?
If a lad wears a dress then won't George want his sex?
[As his explorers buy butt] sex operation, decision time's come
At the end of our useful lives
We're out of the hive
We must be groovin'
We're out of the hive
in the land of the black and white minstrels
What do you call him, boyfriend or [flat bone]?
He's a sensitive artist--come on, let's leave him alone
You've got to watch the blind
I said you've got to watch the blind
On the day of the [morning] festival
The bleakest afternoon of the season
All drones everywhere arise from mildewed states of unconsciousness
and go to celebrate their condition in the abandoned village greens
where the fairground is down
with its revolving towers of burning colored lights
and its roaring tin can music, its people and fumes
Drunks stagger everywhere
and paw each other in the half-light at the edge of the confusion
Out of the hive
We must be groovin'
We're out of the hive
We're out of the hive
We're out of the hive now
We might as well come and die
We're out of the hive
in the land of the black and white minstrels
Hallelujah!
Do you think they can see us? Oh, I do hope they can
They can do me a favor and bury you where you stand!

Coming like a nightmare word like I'm gonna go for it
Fuckin' around what ya got to show for it?
Let it be know that I'm in the zone
And whatever I need I just pick up the phone
'Cuz I'm true with it and you're new with it
I just swing the thing and then I'm through with it
I don't need friends to act like foes
'Cuz I'm Nick Hexum the one who knows
About things...
'Cuz it takes two and we swings better than you
Then it's time for the dub so we roll out the club
And you know just what I do
I'm hitting in the freak mode
Puttin' on a load sippin' on a guinny
Then lo and behold una vision from bottom to top
And I just can't stop
311 show them the air is rarified
But you don't give a damn 'cuz the groove is hellafied
Grew up punk, listen to funk
I'm a hyper type of fella that does not touch junk
You're the back of the pack and the bottom of the stack
That's waht you get when you're steady talkin' shit
Not goin' for self that shit is on the shelf
It's 95 and we go for the hive
Listen up this you're gonna bump to this
And if I'm feelin' mean I'm gonna clutch my fist
Now when I say mean, I mean I'm gonna rock it
You're gonna find out kid I'm bout to shock it
When I'm on I'm gone I hear the beat that spawns
The way we freak it and we kick up a storm
The day we turn to pop the show will stop
So feel the beat and get lost now
Back to part 2 the hard way we play
Sublime on time to all the