Double Album
NOFX
2022 Released
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1
Darby Crashing Your Party
02 : 24
2
My Favorite Enemy
02 : 34
3
Don’t Count on Me
04 : 18
4
Johanna Constant Teen
01 : 19
5
Punk Rock Cliche
03 : 22
6
Fuck Day Six
02 : 22
7
Is It Too Soon If Time Is Relative
02 : 18
8
Alcopollack
02 : 27
9
Three Against Me
02 : 28
10
Gone With the Heroined
03 : 32
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Track Lyrics
Darby Crashing Your Party Lyrics
[Intro]
Banned from the bar and barred from the club
And clubbed by the cops for copping some drugs
Drugged down the street by his self-abuse
A candy-man hanging from a self-tied noose
-ance in public with panties and bra-hies
Not like the beaver of Harriet and Ozzies
He's the bastard son of the Colonel Kurtz
Lucille Ball-buster, crystal meth-el Mertz
[Verse 1]
I wasn't born this way, I was raised
Not by wolves but by Jews I was guilted and hazed
A middle class clown waging lower class war
A Beverly hillbilly peeled off the floor
[Pre Chorus 1]
The erratic irreverent reverend that wreaks
Havoc and wreckage whenever he speaks
I'm not the first, I'm your last second shot
A film about grave robbing without a plot
[Chorus 1]
Throwing a party? I'll Darby Crash it
My Captain's Sensibilities tells me to smash it
I am the shit smeared in your pillowcase
I'm not the texting, I'm the upper case
[Verse 2]
Ranting and cursing, he sings in the third person and then
I'll catch myself and start singing about me again
[Pre Chorus 2]
Because of your harelip I shaved your mustache
Your Donner party has just been darby crashed
I'm anti-Christ, the unoriginal sin
The ten months of relevant Johnny Rotten
[Chorus 2]
I am the victim in victimless crimes
Painting the town red between the lines
Losing is delightful, when you always win
That's why I push my chips GG All-in
Don’t Count on Me Lyrics
[Verse 1: Fat Mike]
Whenever you're in need, or just feeling down
Remember that I'm probably on tour in a different town
If you're in a bind or feeling against a wall
Please don't make me one of the first people that you call
And I mean this very sincere-ishly
[Chorus: Eric Melvin]
Don't count on me, 'cause I'm the worst
If I'm there, it'll be a surprise to so many other friends that I'd call first
It's not that I don't care, I just don't care very much
'Cause I'm either on the spectrum, or just plain out of touch
That's who I am, that's what I do
I could change if I wanted to, but I don't
[Verse 2: Fat Mike & Eric Melvin]
But if you really (But if you rеally)
Need someone to count on (Need someonе to count on)
To bring you stress, to extinguish happiness
And anxiety and duress
You can always count on me
[Chorus: Far Mike, Eric Melvin, Fat Mike and Eric Melvin]
'Cause I'm chalant, I'm inspiteful
I am peccable and compliable
I'm a cockroach in a salad
I'm invalid, not invalid
I'm an empty diary
As useful as a college degree
I put the "emo" in chemotherapy
If you ever really need some one to be there
[Chorus: Fat Mike]
Don't count on me
I'm just a clown
I'm gonna wind you up
I'm gonna cheer you down
I made the choice
To accept what people think of me
I'll be your whipping boy
Or your friendly effigy
I'll even go down for the count
[Chorus: Eric Melvin]
Don't count on me
I've no hand to lend
I was born in the beginning
So I won't be there in the end
So feel free to call me friendly
Just please, don't call me friend
[Interlude: El Hefe & Fat Mike]
After thirty years I'm still the new guy
Sometimes guitaring feels like work
When I feel like Chekov or Sulu
And Fatty's Captain Kirk
I think he's the punk rock William Shatner
I can see the similarity
His clothes are too tight
He's out of touch and lacks sensitivity
Don't look at me like you're in shock
Smelly is our redshirt, he sure ain't Mr. Spock
And Melvin is a Klingon, look, they've got the same shaped face
And I'm sorry to tell you, Hefe, but in the future
There's still no Mexicans in space
[Chorus: Fat Mike]
So don't count on me
'Cause I couldn't be prouder
The coke I shared with you
Was just crank and baby powder
Just like Cokie the Clown
I'm gonna wind you up
I'm gonna cheer you down
'Cause this is what I consider fun
Making you think the song was already done
[Outro: Fat Mike]
So don't count on me
Don't count on me
Johanna Constant Teen Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A woman that has not quite been decanted
Will so often be forsaken and taken for granted
Maybe some flowers just don't care enough to bloom
'Cause they'd rather live longer and spend every day in a costume
[Verse 2]
Don't you know a true maestro
That knows their expertise
Won't let themselves love themselves
More than they love their masterpiece?
[Outro]
That's Johanna
This Constantine is a constant teen
How can such a meek girl have a streak so mean?
She'll dish out your penance with a Florentine
There's the ego-driven, then there's the always-giving
Not concerned with selfless self-esteems
Johanna's not just livin'
She's livin' out my dreams
Punk Rock Cliche Lyrics
5 ContributorsPunk Rock Cliché LyricsWho made this mess
We once called home?
Sins of the flesh
Are not sinned alone
Invite the "our sin"-ist
For incendiary fun
Where there's smoke there are cigarettes
And blindfolds and guns
The house was on fire
As the victim screamed
While her hands were tied
As he barely breathed
We had it all, that's what they'll say
We did not seize, we stole the day
Now there we are, punk rock clichés
We knew the risks
We played the game
With our own rules
We fanned the flames
Punk rock clichés
Her lies success-
-ful as a lie can be
Those who need to blur the truth
Believe lies set you free
Enter the arsonist
When the fire began
Trust can burn like the Hindenburg
And one gasoline can
We had it all, gave it away
The peruvincent price we have to pay
When we licked clean the silver tray
Why did our home burn down so fast?
Castles of stone are supposed to last
Why can't I get passed through the past?
We knew the odds
We placed the bets
If you play the domme-con
There's no regret
In punk rock roulette
'Cause when I watched
It all crumble away
I realized the walls we built
Were just papier-mâché
How punk rock cliché
Fuck Day Six Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When I pissed a perfect rainbow
And aced every drug screen
I needed help, so I called up this skinhead
Lisa Brownley's old boyfriend
Noah Levine
He had a place against the stream
And he is a punk from Santa Cruz
A Buddhist with a Jewish name
How could I ever lose?
He'd give me a bro rate at a triple A-A-A discount
If I checked into his mansion
And paid the right amount
Getting clean in seven days sounded pretty good
In a gentrified hipster neighborhood
They told me my addiction wouldn't be too hard to fix
What they didn't tell me was about day six
[Chorus]
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
[Verse 2]
The guy who searched through all my things
Was a producer Jim Goodwin
I giggled 'cause he missed my two milligram strip of Suboxone
He said this isn't funny big Mike
This is serious detox
I said, "I'm laughing 'cause your hand was inside one of my jerk off socks"
My semi-private room smelled like rubbing alcohol
So I wore a leather blindfold and a latex camisole
Two days later when I woke up
I was in such a good mood
'Cause I was three days clean
And on Tuesday nights they served Mexican food
I never tried to quit drugs or hang out with Buddha before
But after four or five days I had no urge to score
I thought I kicked ass on the narcotics
But then I woke up as a toilet on day six
[Chorus]
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
Fuck day six
[Outro]
Day six can suck my dicks
Three Against Me Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Bloody nose as often as people stub toes
I got a fat lip every other week
Learned to breathe on the wrong end of a sleeping bag
Forced to read the Bible superglued to my hand
[Chorus]
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
[Post-Chorus]
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
It's called tough love and accepted by the neighbors
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did to pass the time
[Verse 2]
The bеatings never stopped and I rеalized
There was no place to run, nowhere to hide
I'll never forget my thirteenth birthday
It was the first time I considered suicide
[Chorus]
It's not called abuse
It's called sibling rivalry
And it's always three against me
Three against me
[Post-Chorus]
No one calls it hate when it's your brothers
A closed door and a blind eye from my parents
It's not called a hate crime
It's just what my brothers did to kill—
[Verse 3]
Then my mother left an envelope on the bed
With a one-way ticket and a note that said
"There's no room in my house for a queer
And you're never welcome back here"
A year later when my father had died
His obituary online
Said he was a loving husband and father of three
He tried to change my history
Did he think that he could just erase me?
You can't erase me
You can't erase me