Smash It Up Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Gonna smash bottles all over the street Gonna cause a threat on society! Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up Gonna run wild gonna smash it up!

Lower East Side Roger Miret & The Disasters

It all went wrong Where's it all gone Where'd it all go? Outraged on Avenue C Thinking back on how it used to be What's built up has been knocked down Those beliefs we held so strong- So strong!

Run Johnny Run Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES!

Shot Stabbed And Fooled Roger Miret & The Disasters

You say you want a revolution Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets You talk the talk--Oi! C'mon and walk the walk!

Screw You Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Got up on a Sunday morning, after playing with my punk rock band Feeling just a bit nauseous, must of drank way over my head Nobody to answer to No rules to compromise Gonna do what I wanna do Nate

Street Rock N Roll Roger Miret & The Disasters

Prison bound goin' staight to hell Another fight jailed another night Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me Fast times, fast girls, fast cars Moving on always on the gateway Lights on?

Janie Hawk Roger Miret & The Disasters

There she goes walking down the streets, Janie never hurt nobody She's a punk rocker from Queens, a sex pistol, a real tease Janie jumped the R into the city, to meet the gals on Avenue B She walked in

Radio, Radio Roger Miret & The Disasters

> What's that playing on the radio?

Kill For Cash Roger Miret & The Disasters

Terrorist kill in the name of God Is this the same God we learn to trust? Who shall we blame for all the hate today? Is it the church or this fuckin' state? Terror warning red! Kill for cash!

Look At Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

> I'm on the verge of going insane, tired of fighting Seems to me I'm always in the blame Broken dreams and old battle scars, still haven't changed I fight the law you turn away, are you listening to

Boys Will Be Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

Shove your fuckin dove Evil is the bastard that's gonna spit in your face Boots and braces we're out again Drank a bit much don't give a damn Boys! Boys will be boys They will be boys... Oi! Oi!

1984 Roger Miret & The Disasters

In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore! In the day we sweat it out For the love of the Lower East side With our gangs Street fights! 1984!

Punch The Clock Roger Miret & The Disasters

Here's the joke the last laugh's on me 9 seconds remaining, tick-tock, tick-tock 987654321... fuck you! Getting tired of punching the clock What's the point for what career?

Hooligans Roger Miret & The Disasters

Yesterday I woke up in a Queens county jail I remember throwing punches, smashing bottles, breaking chairs Post bond today, on my way home, hell there's gotta be a better way Stitches on my knuckles, blood

Give 'em The Boot Roger Miret & The Disasters

Chaos on the streets What a price to pay for glory Loud, proud, and punk Just another East Side Story 1 to start the fight 3 to do it right Bottle to the head Boot between the eyes The story of my life

I Don't Like You Roger Miret & The Disasters

Don't wanna be part of your order Wanna play in my street punk band Playing loud music Pissing off the latest fad I won't pretend to like you 'Cause I ain't no social fool I don't give a damn what you

Loud and Proud Roger Miret & The Disasters

Breaking glass in the burning nights No, it's not an illusion Figure it out, man! Can you shout! Viva la revolution!

Kiss Kiss Kill Kill Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty?

Just Us Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Spring of '81 - Summer '82 Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you? Fall of '83 - Winter '84 Infiltrated us, tried to take it all Where were you when I had no bed?

The Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

> We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey! Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets Working class pride and loyalty Injustice!

New York Belongs To Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line and sign your name And they said that our city's going bust But no-one's fooling us again ChorusNew York belongs to me A city's pride the dirty

Riot, Riot, Riot Roger Miret & The Disasters

C'mon let's go (x3) Just today like any other day Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say? Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say Who's to accuse for all this fucking mess?

New York City Roger Miret & The Disasters

remember her dark alleyways Where we learned how to fight And we learned to be brave We played handball all day and kissed girls at night Fought off rival gangs How we were so alive I grew older and watched the

It's Alright Roger Miret & The Disasters

Street punk from Brooklyn buys himself a box of matches Straps the 'ol chain, dirty trousers, ripped t-shirt and leather jacket Billy's on his way, say's he's gonna burn the state Gonna burn 'em down -

Gal Friend Roger Miret & The Disasters

> You're the greatest gal this boys ever had Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you A fool would I be to lose you A quarter to four and I haven't

Breakaway Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Don't wanna be with youDon't want, don't wanna know youYou can't believe it's trueIt's true I'm so over youI'm done giving to youThat's that, I'm so tired of your!Would you believe if I told y...

Turncoat Roger Miret & The Disasters

You fucking twoface...bite the hand that feeds you! You're nothing but a two face! Another leech of society Suck another dick! Kiss another ass!

Surviving Disasters Our Last Night

> Say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away this ship is sailing away say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away and as we watch the sky consume its remains we watch the sky consume

Miniature Disasters KT Tunstall

I don't want to be second best Don't want to stand in line Don't want to fall behind Don't want to get caught out Don't want to do without And the lesson I must learn Is that I've got to wait my

Walking Disasters The Wombats

She used to get her kicks from a fall to the floor But now she's always wasted A total looker, but she's jaded The kind of shivering wreck that I adore I can't offer you a rescue I can tell you what I'd

Roger Frenzal Rhomb

I turn you on at 6 o'clock why is it that you're such a cock You smile and tell me that it's a good evening Then you put on that stupid frown talk about the bullshit going down It's hard to stop

Natural Disasters Propagandhi

When your parents left the house we would creep up to their room, to the drawer beside the bed. We would pull out the shining dildo. One side dink, the other side Jesus. Not hedonists. Not atheists.

Sweet Disasters Hot Water Music

So things are not the same Cut all loss and walk away What was said is done so independence comes and there is none the like No more lonely souls under changing leaves and no more weary wrecks Seeking

Waiting For The Worms Roger Waters

Waiting, to cut out the deadwood Waiting, to clean up the city Waiting, to follow the worms Waiting, to put on a black shirt Waiting, to weed out the weaklings Waiting, to smash in their windows And kick

Words ROGER

Oh my love, why don’t you say the words ? I’d be around if you would Oh my love, why can’t you say the words ?

Roger Wilco Shawn Colvin

It's all yours it's anything that you say My company fell in we were dropped like like sticks in the wind I relinquish this misson sir in the intrest of my men I do not expect to see my children again

I Heard It Through The Grapevine Roger

gonna leave me, oh, I I heard it through the grapevine, oh Oh, oh, oh, I heard it through the grapevine Somebody told me 'bout your plans to leave me Oh, oh, oh, I heard it through the grapevine, oh,

Smash offspring

Head over heals I've fit in before Now I don't want to do it no more I've held it all in with blood on my face Built it up man so bad you can taste I don't slag no one I don't even judge Don't

Smash offspring

Smash Head over heals I've fit in before Now I don't want to do it no more I've held it all in with blood on my face Built it up man so bad you can taste I don't slag no one I don't even judge

Smash Norther

Smash Offspring cover +++++++++ Head over heals I've fit in before Now I don't wanna do it no more I've held it all in with blood on my face Built it up man so bad you can taste I don't slag no

SMASH offspring

Head over heals I've fit in before Now I don't want to do it no more I've held it all in with blood on my face Built it up man so bad you can taste I don't slag no one I don't even judge

Smash The Offspring

Head over heals I've fit in before Now I don't want to do it no more I've held it all in with blood on my face Built it up man so bad you can taste I don't slag no one I don't even judge Don't give a

Jolly Roger Adam & The Ants

In days of old, when ships were bold Just like the men who sailed them And if they showed us disrespect We'd tie them up and flail them Often men of low degree And often men of steel They'd make you walk

Tune Up #1 Various Artists

NINE PM, EASTERN STANDARD TIME FROM HERE ON IN I SHOOT WITHOUT A SCRIPT SEE IF ANYTHING COMES OF IT INSTEAD OF MY OLD SHIT FIRST SHOT - ROGER TUNING THE FENDER GUITAR HE HASN'T PLAYED IN YEAR

Smash It Zowie

I'ma love to beat you out Of my system Overdrive, all the time Hit you up until your mine I'ma love to get you down Smash, smash, smash, sma- sm- Smash, smash, smash, sma- sm- Smash, smash, smash

Hai Hai Roger Hodgson

The sun goes up, the sun goes down And still my life is just spinning round It builds me up, it drags me down And keeps me looking for some solid ground Hai Hai, Hai Hai, Hai Hai The race is

Jolly Roger Adam and the Ants

Jolly Roger in days of old, when ships were bold just like the men who sailed them and if they showed us disrespect we'd tie them up and flail them often men of low degree and often men of steel

Queen of England Roger Glover

Through the cane field come a lullaby Say a prayer for the lost and the broken down It don't matter where you come from You will end up being from the wrong town I came up from Jackson Corner Just to have

Smash Sumthin' Redman

Yo.. set it off Set it off, yo yo yo Let's start ridin, my flows bring the tide in While John Cochran break your pride in I shacked up before you married up Took the ring, pawned it for an Acura

Again Roger Sanchez

I mean u wake up in the morning at what u think is the crack Of dawnonly 2 realize that your alarm clock didnt go off 4 The 3rd time this week And now you are 2 hours late 2 work..and u say 2 yourself