The Squad "Friday Pint"

by Johann's Face Records

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released March 31, 2015

Originally released by Johann's Face
Records in 1998 in an edition of 100 CD's.
Recorded by Greg Norman
@Truckstop Studio
Martin Geraghty: Guitar
Jeff Sillie: Guitar
Steve Gallup: Bass
C.J. Heimberger: Drums
Marc Ruvolo: Vocals

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Est. 1989. Do What Thou Wilt Shall Be the Whole of the Law. Love is the Law, Love Under Will.

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Track Name: Right Off the Bat (With The Right Off the Bat)
Right off the bat with the right off the bat
There's a lot of things you don't know
Right off the bat with the right off the bat
We still got a ways to go

Up at 6 for work
3 hours sleep
Still half fucking drunk
Paying off the bills
Cheap warmed-over thrills
Man, that really sucks

Right off the bat with the right off the bat
There's a lot of things you don't know
Right off the bat with the right off the bat
We still got a ways to go
Track Name: Friday Pint
God knows I feel like shit
It's all the stupid things that sit
In your guts they gnaw away
It's all the things you meant to say

So raise your friday pint
And drink to friday night
Raise you friday pint
We ain't getting' up tomorrow!

God knows I feel like shit
It's all the stupid things that sit
In your guts they gnaw away
It's all the things you meant to say

Forget the week that came before
Busted back, muscles sole
Forget the boss's goddamn face
We're gonna tear down this place!

So raise your friday pint
And drink to friday night
Raise you friday pint
We ain't getting' up tomorrow!

Line up some shots
The line up some more!
We're gonna get drunk
'Til we fall on the floor!

We ain't getting up tomorrow!
Track Name: Down
It's all about money
Ain't it kinda funny
How friendship just gets in the way?
Sell me down the river
Don't it make ya shiver
How cold people are today?
They don't give two shits about you

Down, down, you going down
Down, down, fucking down

Down
Track Name: (We're) The Squad
Let's drink a toast to the people who slave
Day in, day out, for a fucking wage
They don't care what's in fashion this year
Work, drink, fuck, grinning ear to ear

Look at the kids in their punk rock clothes
Actin' so tough, staring down their nose
They don't know what it's really about
They'll be gone next year, without a doubt

We're the Squad, and we're still here
We're the Squad, better hide your beer

What we do may not be art
But when the sun comes up
And a new day starts
At least I know just who I am
And if you don't like it
I don't give a damn

Look at the kids in their punk rock clothes
Actin' so tough, staring down their nose
They don't know what it's really about
They'll be gone next year, without a doubt

We're the Squad, run in fear
We're the Squad, better hide your beer

Better hide your beer!
Track Name: Pay No Mind
I got it bad, I got it bad
Wanna kill everyone in this wold
And that's fuckin' sad
I'm in a mood, I'm in a mood
Gonna drink 'til I fall down
And that's fuckin' true

Pay no mind, pay no mind to me
Dontcha pay no mind, pay no mind to me

Outta my way, outta my way
Don't wanna hear all the bullshit
You gotta say
I'm in a mood, I'm in a mood
Gonna drink 'til I fall down
And that's fuckin' true

Pay no mind, pay no mind to me
Dontcha pay no mind, pay no mind to me

I won't ever say I'm sorry
Goddamn, you know it's true
I won't ever say I'm sorry
'Cause I got better things to do

I got it bad, I got it bad
Wanna kill everyone in this wold
And that's fuckin' sad
I'm in a mood, I'm in a mood
Gonna drink 'til I fall down
And that's fuckin' true

Pay no mind, pay no mind to me
Dontcha pay no mind, pay no mind to me
'Cause I got it bad
Track Name: You're Shit
Human nature never ceases to amaze me
I can't believe you're proud of who you are
Go on, go on, go on, go on

You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are

Gotta save myself, save myself from the likes of you
Gotta save the world, save the world from the likes of

Who can say where your misery comes from?
I can't believe you like who you are
Go on, go on, go on, go on

You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are
You're shit, and you know you are

You're shit!
Track Name: We Got It Made
Streets are quiet and empty
Blanketed with snow
I turn up my collar
An icy wind begins to blow
In every frozen basement
Practices a band
We are no exception
The beer feels welcome in my hand

'Cause we're playing to the morning
And laughing without warning
Knowing that we'll never get paid
We're driving to the hall show
You know it's just a small show
But we act like we got it made

In every dirty city
Kids dream of rocknroll
No one can agree on what it is
But their dreams can make them whole
It's hard to comprehend
If you've never been in a band
Why they keep on going
You just gotta understand

We're playing to the morning
And laughing without warning
Knowing that we'll never get paid
We're driving to the hall show
You know it's just a small show
But we act like we got it made

We got it made!
Track Name: Bricks and Pricks
Got a big mouth
Common sense gone south
Got a big mouth
Think everyone's afraid of you
Just an asshole
Taking out his porthole
Just an asshole
Showing how little he really knew
Talk about politics
Talk about "dumb chicks"
Talk about politics
We know just what to do

Bricks and pricks
Fists and feet a flyin'
Bricks and Pricks
You're the fucker dyin'

Common sense gone south now
We'll teach you manners somehow
Common sense gone south now

Bricks and pricks
Fists and feet a flyin'
Bricks and Pricks
You're the fucker dyin'

You got a big mouth
And we know just what to do!
Track Name: (I Got a) Right to Know
If it's all comin' down, then I got a right to know
If I'm gonna fall, then I got a right to know

Treated more like children
Chaperoned by the church and state
Eyes in every bedroom
Don’t stay up too late
I don’t need to be sheltered
From the brutal facts of life
I’m a bloody breech birth
No need for a fuckin’ midwife

'Cause If it's all comin' down, then I got a right to know
If I'm gonna fall, then I got a right to know

Freedom of information
To see what I wanna see
I don’t need your useless moral
Code restricting me
I’ll make my own decisions
On what is right or wrong
Doin’ what I think is best
Like I’ve done all along

‘Cause I’m the one who knows
I will keep you on your toes
As you try to guess my next move
Chipping it away
And working every day
To destroy your pathetic world

If it's all comin' down, then I got a right to know
If I'm gonna fall, then I got a right to know
Track Name: Thanks For Nothing
Try try try me
I’ve had enough
I’m not your dog
That’s fuckin’ tough
Try try try me
Try try try me

Thanks for nothing mister
It’s been such a waste of time
Thanks for all the nowhere
You useless fucking slime

Try try try me
If you think you can
You little bastard
Nothing like a man
Try try try me
Try try try me

Thanks for nothing mister
It’s been such a waste of time
Thanks for all the nowhere
You useless fucking slime

Try try try me
Try try try me
Try try try me
Try try try me
Track Name: Rake at the Gates of Hell
Go ask Shane.