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• Your Games - Misdemeanor
• Blind Fold - Misdemeanor
• Forget And Regret - Misdemeanor
• Gigapet (a Punk Song) - Misdemeanor
• How To Become A Rock Star - Misdemeanor
• Idiots With Instruments - Misdemeanor
• Mike Tyson - Misdemeanor
• Purple Mustard And Xena - Misdemeanor
• Smashing Guitars - Misdemeanor
• Things In My Room - Misdemeanor
• Toothpick (a Song About Love) - Misdemeanor
• Barrel Of Monkeys - Misdemeanor

You wanna know how I feel
Well, here I go
Fed up with your games
And all that will follow
We make the plans
To meet up together
You don't show up
Well, you say it's the weather
Your games are getting me down
Yeah, it really sucks
How you play me
Your games are getting me bummed
Why must you betray me?
Well, the time has come
To tell you everything
I don't like the way you
Step all over me
You treat me like a
Tiny, little play toy
You got me whipped
Like a fat, little school boy
Your games are making me mad
Yeah, It's just not right
How you use me
Your games are screwing me up
Yeah, what do you think?
That they amuse me?
I'm giving thought into
Thinking of leaving
I'm not liking the way
I've been treaten
You talk to me like
I need no respectin'
Hey, I'm just human
I need some affection
Your games are getting me down
Yeah, it really sucks
How you play me
your games are getting me bummed
Why must you betray me?
Why must you betray me?
Yeah, why do you betray me?
Your games suck.

Superficiality shouldn't mix with congeniality
It's all a conspiracy if you ask me
Well, you may be talking, but that doesn't mean I'm hearing
a single world that you say
Quote my buddy, Fat Mike, "I'll take responsibility,
for what I've done but not for who I am."
So label me what you will, Call me what you may
But I'm still not getting out of bed today.
Wear your blindfold long enough to escape
your problems and try to raise someone else's kids
But look at your child now, he's mentally deprived
of emotion, An angst-filled heap of confusion.
You give advice to all the rest, show them how to
manifest, but as far as family is concerned,
they're second best
Love is now a political state of mind, you call it
crass commercializing, as hate overwhelms.
Don't you understand? It's not about supply and demand.
Can't you get past all the big words, and just be yourself?

Things will get better
I tried to tell myself
Things will work out
And resolve themselves
But my lies were not coming true
I became a prisoner of my feelings for you
And I wasn't in love
I was in love with love
I wanted it all, without consequences
I was drifting too far into selfishness
I was lost in myself
Well forget and regret
And now it's all gone
I've pushed it away
I still remember the
First time I heard you say...
Hello

My little gigapet
Yeah, we're so close
He's always near
I never leave him at home
We're real good buddies
Till the end of time
Yeah, little gigapet
Your mine all mine
I feed you chicken
and then I watch you grow
And after a long day
We play tic-tac-toe
Well, then I have to scoop your crap
But then it all pays off
When I see you take a nap
My little gigapet
Yeah, we're so close
He's always near
I never leave him at home
We're real good buddies
Till the end of time
Yeah, little gigapet
Your mine all mine
You bark when you need help
When you're troubled
You give me a yelp
When I you're bad, I slap you in the head
If I keep doing that, well, you'll be dead
My little gigapet
Yeah, we're so close
He's always near
I never leave him at home
We're real good buddies
Till the end of time
Yeah, little gigapet
Your mine all mine
Yesterday I was playing
Kick ball with my dudes
Then you barked because
You needed some foods
Oh, how I love my little gigapet
And when you die
I just press reset
My little gigapet
Yeah, we're so close
He's always near
I never leave him at home
We're real good buddies
Till the end of time
Yeah, little gigapet
Your mine all mine

Seems I just can't break
into the music industry,
With my happy childhood
and perfect family.
They don't want a clean-cut
kid like me, oh no siree!
I have to be abused, misused and fondled sexually.
Cause, they want Marilyn Manson
They want that guy from the Cure
Suffering from manic depression,
and raping a bunch o' minors.
So I got a brand new idea,
A way I could become popular.
I'll start my own punk rock band,
And I think I'll call it MISDEMEANOR!
It'll send the kiddos a' runnin'
To buy our new record.
We'll sing about killing policemen
and on the cover we'll be flippin' the bird.
Cause, they want heroin addicts
They want coke-sniffin' fiends
But with my new band name,
I think that now they'll want me!
So I gotta go build my ego,
I think I'll start a fight in a bar.
I'll even try to slit my wrists,
But first I'll learn to play the guitar.

Nate, he was a big mistake
Oh Nate, all his dates inflate
It's Nate, loves to be butt-raped
that's Nate
Next Nick, that selfish little prick
Oh Nick, you know he makes me sick
It's Nick, his ass I'd like to kick
That's Nick
Now Steph...
Ok, now Steph's retarded
Well Joel, he's a big asshole
Oh Joel, he's a HUGE asshole
It's Joel, HE'S ONE, BIG, FAT ASSHOLE!
That's Joel
Our band, full of bullshit
That's our band, we're really sucking it
Our band, getting Jiggy with it
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
We're Idiots with Instruments
We can't play worth dick
We're Idiots with Instruments
We're Nate, Joel, Steph and Nick

Justice prevails as
the system fails us
Kind of ironic, it's making me sick
champ undisputed
the witness is muted
Mike Tyson is such a dick
He rapes
He bites
He hits
He fights
He cheats
He walks
BUT HE CAN'T EVEN TALK
He's big
He's dumb
He's slow
And dumb
He's stupid
Dumb
I think he's really, really dumb.
He's a moron and a dick
a dick and a moron
A moron, dick, moron
A dick, moron, dick, dick dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick, Dick
What a big dumb dick.
(solo)
I laugh when he talks

spoken: "Ahem, this is my poem
from me...to you, I wrote it to prove
how much I love...you. You aren't goofy,
and you always smell...good, you're very
perty, and your breath is real...good."
Let's Go!
You're the loveliest girl I have ever met
And probably ever will
When I'm with you, I just wish time
would please stand still
When It's just you and me
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than sit around and hold your hand
And say how much I love you
Everytime I see you
My heart skips a beat
My friends all think you're rad
And my mom thinks you're neat
You're beautiful and sincere
And not to mention sweet
I just wanna' bake you pie
And wash your pretty feet
I love the way you smell
And how you say my name
You do that cute thing with your hair
And you don't think I'm lame
You forget things easily
And my letters make you cry
When I see your perfect smile
All I could do is sigh
Cause, Everytime I see you
My heart skips a beat
My friends all think that you're rad
And my mommy thinks you're neat
You're beautiful and sincere
And not to mention sweet
Hey, Darling, you're the one
You've swept me off my feet

Seems like no one pays attention to me
I'm just so plain and ordinary
I wish I could leave my mark like him
He went out like a superstar
O.D.'d blazing heroin
Yeah, Kurt, Well he knew what was down
Blew his head clean off, And just look at him now
Nirvana merchandise is up six points
Don't waste your time learning chords
Just buy a gun and smoke two joints
Cause It's not about music anymore
They forgot what guitars are even for
It's all about sex, drugs and cash
Stick a needle in your arm and you're famous in a flash
Bands used to practice their songs
Now they practice loading their bongs
Too stoned to strum a bass
So stick a gun in your face
And you'll be on a T-shirt before long
Skills and tempo ain't the way to fame
Aids and syringes help to build a name
So keep chugging on that booze
You'll be on the evening news
Believe me, your life will never be the same

My crusty bed that's all messed up
And my ronchy ass guitar
An old wrestling trophy I bought at a yard sale
And a Bart Simpson doll
My rusty old television that only gets three channels
And my broken Nintendo, thats next to my Right Guard
A Calvin and Hobbes treasury and a flyer for
A concert I never went to
My old skate board and a picture of my
Girlfriend that isn't really my girlfriend anymore
A MAD magazine and a Rage Against the Machine poster
Some socks that hang over my toy box and
A picture I drew of this guy that smells
That is now my girlfriend's boyfriend
That old pencil sharpener that vibrates
And a moldy cup of milk my friend left in here
While we were watching Jerry Springer
A clock that runs two hours late
And a half empty can of spray paint
An old seven Inch of Ronald Lovemaker
And a framed picture of a guy in a yellow suit
There's also some boogers, but I'm
not telling where those are.

So much took place in the last couple days
So many people hurt in so many ways
I can't hide like this anymore
It hurts too much, you know how I feel for...
You, are everything to me
You're in my heart and thoughts constantly
But now I'm giving it all up, it's the best thing to do
Believe me, it's not my choice, I really love you
This is so Romeo and Juliet
It's like forbidden love, and stuff like that
I care for you too much to bring more pain
The way I think about you, it drives me insane
But this can't continue going on
It seems so right but you know it's so wrong
You're so close, yet so far away
What I'd give for just one more day...
With you, are everything to me
You're in my heart and thoughts constantly
But now I'm giving it all up, it's the best thing to do
Believe me, it's not my choice, I really love you
And now, here I am, with your picture in my hand
Remembering how you smell, and walk, and talk...and
The way your smile made my whole day
And how you captured my heart just to take it away
The way your voice assured me of your care
The way your letters comforted me when you weren't there
The way our memories played back in my head
Over and over and over and over and over and over forever more
You are everything to me
You're in my heart and thoughts constantly
But now I'm giving it all up, it's the best thing to do
Believe me it's not my choice I really love you
What I'd give for just one more day with you

You suffer from a
kleptic, anerexic, genitexic pesticide
It hides inside
You don't realize the commercial
Qualities of a sentimental suicide
Just let it ride
The lemon-scented geometric
Carbonated Neo Warhead
Left for dead
The love triangle jaculate
The food stamp circle hesitate
It's red
That's what he said
But do you understand?
This rancid residue
It's in you, It hides in you
All you know is what you don't
You always read what is not wrote
It's okay, but just today
Your persecuted privelidge
Alone, home, confused little kid
Not the way, well hey, hey, hey
But do you understand?
The half-truth, white lie stew
It's in you, It's all in you
Follow me
I said now, Do you understand?
This rancid residue
It's in you, It hides in you