Albums:Minority Of One

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Ghosts


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

Ghosts
swirling all around you
now I don't know what to do
and I don't know how to feel inside
I wish I could get off this ride
everything I do, everywhere I go
I see a memory of what we used to know
I'm seeing ghosts everyday
they're no more real than the lies you used to say
and I'm not scared for me
I'm scared for you
but your ghosts won't let me be
so maybe I'm dead too
and I tried and tried but I just can't hide
wish I could sleep tonight
everything I do, everywhere I go
I see a memory of what we used to know
I'm seeing ghosts everyday
they're no more real than the lies you used to say
can I escape?
well not today
and I still see them even though I moved away
it's a bitter shade of gray
and it leaves a bitter taste
everything I do, everywhere I go
I see a memory of what we used to know
I'm seeing ghosts everyday
they're no more real than the lies you used to say
everything I do, everywhere I go
everything I do, everywhere I go
everything I do, everywhere I go
everything I do, everywhere I go
I'm seeing ghosts

Minority of One


Music and lyrics by Dave Smalley.

Look back on what they told you
and see what truth can't hide
the government controls you and brother that's not just a line
but don't trust them to tell you what is right
no one can tell you how to live your fucking life
question priorities
don't trust the majority
question priorities
don't trust the majority
even when you're a minority of one
now some will try to dictate and tell you what to say
they say that they control you but don't give yourself away
but don't trust them to tell you what to say
burn free and bright and walk your path today
question priorities
don't trust the majority
question priorities
don't trust the majority
even when you're a minority of one
Look back on what they told you
and see what truth can't hide
the world want to control you and brother that's not just a line
but don't trust them to tell you what is right
no one can tell you how to live your fucking life
question priorities
don't trust the majority
question priorities
don't trust the majority
even when you're a minority
when you're a minority of one

Bottle This


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

So tired of trying to keep up with someone else's pace
you got a new tattoo, but the same old face
complacency is the enemy and I've been acting old
there's got to be more to life than doing what we're told
you can't bottle this - it always slips away
shut out - of a dream we had not long ago
there's nothing to prove, nothing to show
we've been told all this before
so why am I still keeping score
constraints are all around you every single day
when you're feeling overloaded you can't run away
and everywhere you go there's another wall in life
no matter where you look there's no end in sight
you can't bottle this - it always slips away
shut out - of a dream we had not long ago
nothing to prove, nothing to show
we've been told all this before
and I'm still keeping score
I understand you've got pressure's
but I can't accept your reaction
it's been a long road
is it all a distraction?
birth, school, work, death
these are things we all have to accept
and sometimes it feels like you're hitting a wall
I can't make sense of it all
shut up!
it's another time and another place
get a different view and a brand new take
it's a brand new day, it's a brand new day
brand new day
it's a brand new day
brand new day

Broken Days


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

Now you really should be above all this
but in fact I can't avoid your Judas kiss
and I keep turning the other cheek for you to slap me down
it hurts when the knife's in deep, but I won't make a sound
turn off the song of broken days
burn through another masquerade
and I don't see it all as a blaze of glory
fidelity is a timeless thing
I hold it dear - it's what I'm offering
it's priceless like a matter of faith
time to pass it on hold the light in the darkness until it's gone
turn off the song of broken days
burn through another masquerade
and I don't see it all as a blaze of glory
and I keep turning the other cheek for you to slap me down
it hurts when the knife's in deep, but I won't make a sound
broken days in the hourglass
broken days in the hourglass
broken days in the hourglass
broken days in the hourglass

Your Words


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

Mobilize, it's to realize
energize, it's time we justify
this time around, there's no slacking
no wasted moments, or useless spaces
the nameless faces who try to put us down
they're still here, but they don't run this town
your words
launched a battle cry
we're here to prove you wrong
this is our town
this is our song
mobilize, it's time to realize
energize, I think it's time to justify
we never guessed we'd be put down
for moving out from under covered ground
we forged a path all our own
and we won't forgive your hostility
your words
launched a battle cry
we're here to prove you wrong
this is our town
this is our song
your words
launched a battle cry
we're here to prove you wrong
well where were you in '82?
we weren't aware of the battle lines
so they were the saints and we were the sinners?
that's fine
now it's our time
we're justified

Incinerate


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Brian Baker and Dave Smalley.

Incinerate the pictures we once had
I guess it's over with you
obliterate
every morning since we met
and every nighttime too
explosive
is how I feel when I hear your name
in my head now
won't you get it out
won't you tell me
that you're feeling sad
won't you tell me so I feel so bad
tell me tell me
that you cried and cried
but please don't tell me any of your other alibi's
see your face
in my head now
won't you get it out
see your face
in my head now
won't you get it out
(spoken part) you know...you left me for dead...no matter how hard you try...I'll still be standing here...bloodied and battered...but I'll be standing...tired, dejected...but I'll be standing...

Throwing Darts


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

So sorry you think I'm not the best
I didn't know I had to pass your fucking test
you're throwing darts
but what a price I'm paying for all the stupid thing you're saying
you write in cheap shots everyday
did you think I won't hear what you say?
it's pathetic - you never got the point
I shouldn't let my nose get out of joint
this is serious, it's not a game
poured it on, and still you say we're lame
a sad state we're in we worked so hard to make this real
I didn't think that you came with the deal
faceless, nameless, safe behind a screen
but did you ever stop to think what words could mean?
it's pathetic - you never got the point
I shouldn't let my nose get out of joint
this is serious, it's not a game
poured it on, and still you say I'm lame
it might be stupid, might be naive
but there are some things we can all believe
throwing darts again
throwing darts again
and I know to you I'm just a name but I wonder if you'd feel the same
everything I stand for, you never got
so here I am with my heart exposed, take your best shot
just put me up against the wall
take off my blindfold
put on yours
line up - fire
you're throwing darts again and again and again

White Flag


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

Detonate this illusion
wave a white flag, now I see
capitulate, I surrender
wave a white flag, when will I be free?
I never wanted to believe what you told me
I thought I knew best, I was so sure
all the doorways you held open for me I just said thanks
thought I was too pure
all the time I wasted gone
I can see it now, I can see it now
detonate this illusion
wave a white flag, now I see
capitulate, I surrender
wave a white flag 'til I'm free
detonate this illusion
detonate this feeling inside
capitulate, I surrender
wave a white flag, when will I be free?
life goes in cycles of highs and lows that's only something that time can show
I've been up and now I'm down but I'm hoping we could rebound
o.k. here it is - I'm sorry I made mistakes, I'm not the only one
I broke it down - can we build it back again? can we build it back again?
detonate this illusion
wave a white flag, now I see
capitulate, I surrender
wave a white flag, when will I be free?
it's an illusion
detonate this feeling inside
it's an illusion
wave a white flag now I'm free
wave a white flag now I'm free
detonate this feeling inside me

Twisted Again


Music and lyrics by Dave Smalley.

I've been thinking up a storm but it doesn't mean my thoughts are clearing
burning rage will keep me warm but you're too gone to hear it
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge
yearning for a better way than to say 'to hell with this'
I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain
everyday there's something new it just goes on and on
I try to take a different view still I'm doing something wrong
burning but I hesitate to burn this final bridge
yearning for a better way to say 'to hell with this'
I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain
bills spilling out onto the floor welcome to life my friend
working but there's so many more will this shit never end?
too much responsibility I just can't take much more
and when you act so cold it just points me to that door
I'm twisted again
I'm twisted again
doubled in pain
a shell of myself is all that will remain

Average Man


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley and Colin Sears.

He looks back to the days when the lyrics and chords meant everything
these days he stares at the screen so complacent and without dreams
change, but he can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
he needs goods and services for which he pays a premium
just a display for his neighbors dot-comers who earned a fortune
change, but we can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
take us to our cubicles today
and it's the hell we make o.k.
nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man
burnt toast at 6 a.m. it's not gourmet, but it's adequate
waste away precious hours in front of the flat screen monitor
change, but you can't hide it - that's the story of an average man
take us to our cubicles today
and it's the hell we make o.k.
nobody cares, nobody cares, no one cares about the average man
just when you think you've got everything you've got nothing at all
take us to our cubicles today
take us to our cubicles today
take us to the hell we made
take us to the hell we made
can we escape? can we escape?
how can we escape the hell we've made?
can we escape? can we escape?

Wasting Away


Music by Brian Baker, lyrics by Dave Smalley.

This is the voice of something to believe in
a tattered flag, a change of a season
everybody hooked on negativity
won't you come along
so many people full of disillusion
it's time to re-think, make a new conclusion
I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
you get one shot - what you gonna' do?
so here's a call from a voice to you and me
let's take a break from yawning apathy
turn on, tune off, use your energy, just answer a call
where are you ever really going here?
is the destination ever clear?
I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
you get one shot - what you gonna' do?
the answers they offered - they never touched me and until I find one, I'll never really be free
so where's the voice of something to believe in
a tattered flag, a change of the season?
everybody adrift in negativity
won't you come along
I'm wasting
I'm wasting away
you get one shot - what you gonna' do?
you get one shot - what you gonna' do?
you get one shot - what you gonna' do?

100 Punks (hidden track)


Music and lyrics by Generation X. Altered slightly by Dag Nasty.

They customized their gear and synchronized
The flame out in the streets with flame in their eyes
Guerilla operator ain't heard of cool
Check out any wall - one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule
A hundred punks run with London town
Down Wardour Street to the Soho Sound
Don't sleep all week only when they fall down
A hundred Rumble boys and Tumble girls
Protected by steel in a private world
Tomorrow's next faces advertise today
And the studs on their backs say
One hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule
A hundred punks run the loaded gun
They look so sharp they look like one
If you ain't got the look you'll never be one
A hundred punks run with total suss
A hundred good mates you know you'll trust
There's never no bother and there's never no fuss
Check out any wall - one hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule
Fat Mike's number 101 - knows one day he'll be one
Watch him - watch him Go!
A hundred punks run the leather army
nobody's side not at home with TV
Even when I'm down I hear 'em sing for me
Check out any wall - One hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule
Check out any wall - One hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule
I checked out all the walls - One hundred punks rule
One hundred punks rule O.K.

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