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The Vandals - Hollywood Potato Chip Album Lyrics



The Vandals - Hollywood Potato Chip Lyrics






How They Getcha

Deception they lie and propaganda-ize.
They prey on weakness from the seekers of a better f*cking life and bleed them dry.
Promise and faith to f*cking hook the bait till they got you where they want you
and pull your strings and taunt you every time.
I call shenanigans, it's Un-American lies, lies, lies.
Someone should do something, a day of reckoning.
It's a lie. That's how they get you.

They said they knew my fate and I'd be great and fine,
and rich in time, stay on the line. I'm gifted and one of a kind.

Bullshit! And scammed, bamboozled, swindled, hoodwinked from a false
and phony psychic who has robbed me and dishonored me with a crime.

I want my money back from that clairvoyant hack.
I've seen the future and it's my foot in your ass.
It's a lie. That's how they get you.
It's a lie. That's how they get you.
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Dont Stop Me now

[ Originally by Queen ]

[Originally by Queen]

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah!
I'm floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping me

I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic man of you

Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)
Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)
I don't want to stop at all

I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode

I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman out of you

Don't stop me don't stop me don't stop me
Hey hey hey!
Don't stop me don't stop me
Ooh ooh ooh (I like it)
Don't stop me have a good time good time
Don't stop me don't stop me
Ooh ooh Alright
I'm burning through the skies Yeah!
Two hundred degrees
That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit
I'm trav'ling at the speed of light
I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time
Just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)
Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)
I don't wanna stop at all

La la la la laaaa
La la la la
La la laa laa laa laaa
La la laa la la la la la laaa hey!!
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My Neck My Back

I'm a gonna get my worker's comp check.
I'm a gonna buy you lots of food.
I'm a gonna drop some bricks on my head.
I'm a gonna be laid up for good.

My neck, my back. My neck and my back hurt.
I had another accident, so someone tell the management.
I'll be in my kiddie pool recovering,
I'll get my tools another time.
If my spine, if it ever realigns.

My neck, my back. My neck and my back!
And I never will recover. And I never will recover.
And I never will recover. And I never will recover, yeah.

I'm a gonna get my worker's comp check.
I'm a gonna buy you lots of food.
I'm a gonna drop some bricks on my head.
I'm a gonna be laid up for good.

Compassionate society has a whole variety of saftey nets and benefits.
For anyone that's ever been a victim of negligence, stress, fatigue or recklessness.
Offer me a settlement. Just offer me a settlement.

Cuz I gotta stay at home.
My neck and back is nearly broke.
I kind of won the lottery.
I'll take what they are offering.
Vicodine and Ambien and watch alot of television.

My neck, my back. My neck and my back!
And I never will recover. And I never will recover.
And I never will recover. And I never will recover, yeah.

I'm a gonna get my worker's comp check.
I'm a gonna buy you lots of food.
I'm a gonna drop some bricks on my head.
I'm a gonna be laid up for good.
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Be A Good Robot

Acquiesce to the plea.
The decree is clear and binding.
It's required that you integrate into the uniform
And grand design.
Just go along. You can't prolong it. The power it is
Way too strong. In the throng you'll stay abide and
You'll obey, while waiting for instructions that your
Master will convey.

Be a good robot. It's easier- and if you're not,
There are many ways to punish any strays.
Be a good ro- Be a good robot.

You think you're immune to the commune's
Unbridled coaxing pressure.
Pierce your nose, wear different clothes. And
Indicate that you will never be one of them, but
That's how they win. They make you think that you
Have chosen but secretly the master knows.
It's part of the plan they guide your hand.
But you did not decide and unwittingly abide.

Be a good robot. It's easier- and if you're not,
There are many ways to punish any strays.
Be a good ro- Be a good robot.
It's easier- and if you're not,
There are many ways to punish any strays.

Be a good ro- Be a good robot.
You like it, you'll buy it. It has been decided. By
Powers greater than the average man can comprehend.
Just go along. You can't prolong it. The power it is
Way too strong. Just go along the silence says that
You concur. They make you sick then sell the cure.

Be a good robot it's easier- and if you're not,
There are many ways to punish any strays.
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Manimal

I'm trying to be civilized and need you girl to realize,
my higher mind runs counter to my procreative self.
Although it's not my doing, nature has its way insuring
that the species will be fruitful, no matter how I try to fight it.

God's the one who made me like this- understand I'm innocent.
The drive is stronger than I am- I'm just a man, I'm just a man.

She means nothing to me, I swear.
I'm just pulled in two directions by the male condition.
There's no excuses, only reasons for what has brought us here.
I need to make it clear, so you can understand.
It's part of nature's plan. I'm just a man, I'm just a man.

It's hard to do the right thing, the hormones screaming,
pleading- with the need to seed and no relief because there's always more.
One hundred million daily, manufactured and ready for the journey to conception.
Not unlike a loaded gun.

God's the one who made me like this- understand I'm innocent.
The drive is stronger than I am- I'm just a man, I'm just a man.

She means nothing to me, I swear.
I'm just pulled in two directions by the male condition.
There's no excuses, only reasons for what has brought us here.
I need to make it clear, so you can understand.
It's part of nature's plan. I'm just a man, I'm just a man.
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My Special Moment

This is my special moment, don't question me or disagree.
I know that I have earned this, damnit I deserve this-
do not f*ck with me- it's my special time.

And I'll seize this opportunity and show them what it means to me
to be king shit for a minute then just disapear.
And with passion and/or talent, self righteously and gallantly,
I'll slip away and evryone will know it- this is my special moment.

My shitty life has lead me to this perfect minute.
Remember how I did this, taking care of business for once...
they'll see me get it right. Kicking screaming,
fighting for my life- I have decided it is time.

This is my special moment, don't question me or disagree.
I know that I have earned this, damnit I deserve this-
do not f*ck with me- it's my special time.

Oh God!

I'm doing it for real, I'm doing really doing it-
reaching for the skies and gouging out the eyes of anyone who dares to interfere.
Conquering the fear, and showing that the time is mine.

This is my special moment, don't question me or disagree.
I know that I have earned this, damnit I deserve this-
do not f*ck with me- it's my special time,
do not f*ck with me- it's my special time,
do not f*ck with me- it's my special time.
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Designed By Satan

Talking board- misunderstood.
What looked good on paper even looked better on wood.
A card game way out of control.
Divining what's to be while tempting fortune with the soul.
The table tilts the lights go dim and then the fun begins.
We stay up late and it's all great, The Parker Brother's sin, can't be undone.

Designed by Satan.
It's all in fun.
Designed by Satan.

John Edwards is much to blame.
The Renaissance is all but Fair, they all bring on the same.
When will the dirt bags ever learn?
For every Slayer melody a thousand more will burn.

A thousand miles below the floor where screams cannot be heard.
And those that don't belive don't care don't recognize the word, until he's won

Designed by Satan
It's all in fun
Designed by Satan

Let's review the rules of the game
Innpcent flirtation can lead to eternal flames.
Why chance it? Why pick up the deck?
When Chutes N' Ladders kicks much ass
And won't send you to heck.
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Atrocity

It has occured to me the reason fro my apathy,
you think that I don't give a shit,
it's just the opposite.

Loss of humanity, suffering, and atrocity.
I'm gonna join the fight, lets get this party started right.

Something's always someone's problem,
problems always never seem to end,
sometimes they just have to end.

Front page, people full of rage.
Trapped in their world, like monkeys in a cage.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.
Don't cry, not like you weren't gonna die.
If we all go at once we won't have to say goodbye.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.

I got to get me some weapons grade uranium,
just a couple little things stand between me and my dream.

And when were dead and gone,
no one left to carry on,
who's first the buy the farm?
The list is as long as my arm.

Something's always someone's problem,
problems always never seem to end,
sometimes they just have to end.

Front page, people full of rage.
Trapped in their world, like monkeys in a cage.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.
Don't cry, not like you weren't gonna die.
If we all go at once we won't have to say goodbye.
I'm building a bomb, I am I'm building a bomb.

BOOM.
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Dig A Hole

It's a sacrilege to question and thinking is a crime,
"Let the 'tards eat twinkies" is the mantra of our time.
F*ck no it isn't who you are, you're only what you've bought.
With Teletubbies teaching toddlers take it down a notch.
The glory of misinformed who never leave the couch.
Crying when their favorite guy is voted from the house.
The future can't be better but the childeren they won't mind,
just give them shiny objects and tell them never try. Never try.

You think it's stupid now?
You'll see, we're only borderline retarded compared to where we'll be.
The future generation has their work cut out for them.
Keep lowering the bar and dig a hole to put it in.
Dig a hole. Dig a hole.

The dumbing down of dummies in a shameful, spinning spiral.
With puppet masters mastering with plausible denial.
They give us what we want, but make f*ck sure we're addicted.
To sugar coated fluffy air and guilty pleasure sickness.

We're fat and lazy mongoloids on pink electric scooters.
With chaffing thighs we supersize and only later realize-
we're cattle for the slaughter and laughing on the way.
Deal with it tommorow not today, not today.

You think it's stupid now?
You'll see, we're only borderline retarded compared to where we'll be.
The future generation has their work cut out for them.
Keep lowering the bar and dig a hole to put it in.
Dig a hole. Dig a hole.

Take a pill it disapears, while loafing through our golden years.
And pass the torch and let them sort the shit we left piled past their ears.
Our children's children's children in the tradition of our lives
will deal with it tommorow and never try, never try.

You think it's stupid now?
You'll see, we're only borderline retarded compared to where we'll be.
The future generation has their work cut out for them.
Keep lowering the bar and dig a hole to put it in.
Dig a hole. Dig a hole.
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Don't Make Me Get My Fat, Lazy Ass Off This Couch

I know it's not my fault
I've been held back, under attack
By parents, teachers, lawyers, past employers
That hold me down

My efforts all disgraced
And criticized, thrown in my face
Their only joy to plot and foil my conquests
And hold me down, I hope they're happy now

I blame the people who are in front of me
Deliberately they block me
From my dreams and progress, I just let them win
And never try again

I've never stood a chance
My bets laid plans we're quickly dashed
By cheaters, thieves and squealers, glory stealers
That hold me down, I hope they're happy now

I blame the people who are in front of me
Deliberately they block me
From my dreams and progress, I just let them win
And never try again

I gave it one last shot
They knocked me down and ripped me off
Again they win, I quit, they won't admit it
They hold me down, I hope they're happy now

I blame the people who are in front of me
Deliberately they block me
From my dreams and progress, I just let them win
And never try again, never try again, no
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I Guess Ill Take You Back

The reason that I'm calling you is to let you know I thought it through,
and after much debate in fact I guess I'll take you back.

I've heard from friends you've moved around
and maybe you have settled down
so when you get this message please call me back.

It's been a rough few years for me,
I moved back with my family,
but I'll still take you back.

And maybe it's too late to call or maybe it's the alcohol, but I think I want you back.
I guess I'll take you back.

I realize it's been a while you might be married or have a child.
So give me your address and I can help you pack.

I need you worse now than before,
I'll offer you the chance once more.
Cuz everthing considered, guess I'll take you back.

I know that things ended bad,
but let's stop living in the past.
I think I want you back.

And let's forget the things we said,
and start again with clearer heads.
I guess I want you back.
I guess I'll take you back.

Please don't make me ask again,
my calling card is nearly spent.
And life without you has been so bad.
I don't require apologizes- just think of what I'm offering

I think I want you back.
I guess I'll take you back.
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Christian Or Canadian

It couldn't be worse. From chorus to verse.
It sounds like Korn but a little bit worse.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!
On 90.7 it's bad 311.
Evidently it's a hit. But it stinks to high heaven.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!

Play the game that isn't fun, can't be ignored,
and can't be won. Someone get me a gun.

It sounds kind of emo, or not so tight screamo.
And he keeps saying 'Him', so i'm gonna say homo.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!
He's wearing a sweater, like '98 Vedder.
But it's 2002, and the song could be better.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!

Play the game that isn't fun, can't be ignored,
and can't be won. Someone get me a gun.

It's said that those that cannot do
will end up teaching stuff to you,
or some of them find God instead or better yet the border.

I cannot quite place it. It sounds like Ocasek.
But 20 years later, so you might as well face it.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!
It's so non-commitish, like light Reel Big Fish.
Or rock en Espanol, translated into English.
Is it Christian or Canadian? Guess!

Play the game that isn't fun, can't be ignored,
and can't be won. Someone get me a gun!
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I Am Crushed

(Chorus)
Oh, I am crushed. And I am devastated.
And contemplating suicide but I don't have the nerve.
And what's the rush? It all should end real soon.
And so I'll just keep waiting and I'll listen to them say,
"You've got your life in front you," and so I must reply.
"That is just more bad news cuz I'd really rather die."
Than limp around in agony, reliving all the tragedies and face another day.

Oh I am crushed. And I am devastated.
And it's something I can't mend, it ain't going away, soon.

I hurt so much. And I cannot explian it.
It seems like there's a purpose but I still don't understand.
But that's my luck. So I'll just wait in pain.
And though it doesn't help I have to listen to them say,
"keep looking at the bright side," oh that just hurts my eyes.
And if you really care then you would simply let me die.
And leave here with some dignity but it just keeps on making me face another day.

Oh I am crushed. And I am devastated.
And it's something I can't mend and it ain't going away, soon.

Repeat (Chorus)

OH I AM CRUSHED!
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Steal The Flag

Hey!
Woah!
Hey!
Woah!
Hey!
Woah!
Hey!
Woah!
Well, you see you can't take the world and grab it by the tail.
Put it in your pocket and then you wanna watch it fail.
God damn the odds – I'm still alive, and I will thrive.
You see the winner is a man who doesn't understand the meaning of “NO” and he always has a plan.
I'm half way there.
God dammit I will try.
Hey!
Woah!
Don't say (Hey!) impossible (Woah!)
We'll make (Hey!) a miracle (Woah!)
At least do (Hey!) the least you can do (Woah!)
We'll (Hey!) do the least we can do.
They say a dream's just a dream.
But it's just the other team tryin' to steal the flag, while I'm caught up in the scheme.
Put your hands on your ears and scream “God dammit I will try”
They say you can't make an amputee dance around in glee.
You'll never save a life with psychic surgery.
There's power in belief.
And God Dammit I will try.
Hey!
Woah!
Don't say (Hey!) impossible (Woah!)
We'll make (Hey!) a miracle (Woah!)
At least do (Hey!) the least you can do (Woah!)
We'll (Hey!) do the least we can do.
Hey! C'mon! Who let the dogs out?
Woah-oh woah-oh-ohh woah-oh you say impossible we'll woah-oh-ohh make a miracle.
To the sayers of nay - Get the f*ck away
OK!
We're here! Don't fear!
Get used to it. I'm gonna try.
They say you can' take the world and grab it by the tail, put it in your pocket, then you wanna watch it fail.
God damn the odds. I'm still alive.
Don't say impossible.
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Hollywood Potato Chip is the tenth studio album by the Southern California punk rock band The Vandals, released in 2004 by Kung Fu Records. A music video starring guitarist and producer Warren Fitzgerald was filmed for the band's cover version of Queen's "Don't Stop Me Now". The album's title is a euphemism for dried semen on a casting couch. Its original cover art used lettering that parodied the logo of Variety, prompting legal action and a cease and desist order from the magazine which resulted in a replacement cover with redesigned lettering. In 2010 the magazine brought further legal action against the band over third-party uses of the original cover appearing on the internet.
Performed By: The Vandals
Genre(s): Pop punk, punk rock, skate punk, melodic hardcore, comedy rock
Producer(s): Warren Fitzgerald
Length: 33:24
Released: June 29th, 2004
Year: 2004

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