SCREECHING WEASEL               WIGGLE                  Lookout #63
                                                        
(c)1992
Ben Weasel - Voice                 
Jughead - Guitar        
Dan Panic - Drums
Danny Vapid - Guitar/Backing Vocals
John Personailty - Bass/Backing Vocals


(Time wasted by IAMHOLTZ@oak.grove.iup.edu)

"Destroy the things that you've been shown"
"Burn every bridge you've ever seen"
"Lock it all inside your brain"
"Kill off everything you know"

"This album was releases by an independent record label with absolutely 
 no ties to any corporations or big bussiness interests. Screeching 
 Weasel supports the independent music scene by dealing with its record 
 labels, promoters and fanzines in all aspects of our bussiness and by 
 recognizing it as a financially viable and ethically superior alternative 
 to the greedy, arrogant, major label entertainment machines."

@SONG: HANGING AROUND 
(Weasel/Jughead/Vapid/Panic/Personality)
I walked around alone last night and tried to look at people like I did back
then I kinda wanted to just hang out remind myself what it was all about about
everything I thought I shattered and left laying there that didn't matter 
every now and then comes back to my eyes moving in a new direction I know if
you're not getting better you're getting worse but watching everybody else 
it's getting harder to remind myself of what I've learned relying on another
lame religion to validate our arrogant traditions and any day we're gonna 
wonder why we've been left behind this girl came up to me and said I think my
teacher used to go to school with you and she was right and if for just a 
second I take off these colored glasses I can see it might just be a waste of 
time and I don't know everyday that passes it gets easier to walk off and it 
seems alright and everyday another person I used to call my friend just 
dissapears from sight now I see that I'm all alone just like I always was from
the beginning and I think maybe that's the reason I'm not hanging around I see
your face and wonder where you'll be five years from now and what it really 
means to you inside I can't explain the reasons why I can't hang out and bide 
my time it just keeps going on and on and on and on and on and I don't know

@SONG: I'M NOT IN LOVE 
(Weasel)
Attention losers where's your girlfriend you're no fun with all that dandruff
for the last time this is your brain on rejection get the picture I'm not in
love feeling thirsty feeling dirty maybe your hands are in your pants now 
wanna try it go on and smile at the tasty girl in the douche commercial 

@SONG: ONE STEP BEYOND 
(Weasel)
It seems to me you shut out anything that might confuse the warped and twisted
visions of the narrow little paths you choose we're all potential converts in
your eyes I think instead you need to take one step beyond cause right now
you're just standing on my head I swore a million times I'd never play this
game with you so don't act all offended when I tell you what I think of you 
you mouth the party line you learned from all your newfound friends you tell
me that you're feet are on the ground but now you're standing on my head 
another gang of whitebred privelaged kids is all I see I wonder if you really
think that all your rules spell anarchy react and call it revolution you're 
stuck in the first step so don't pretend to be my friend when all you're 
doing is standing on my head

@SONG: I WAS A HIGH SCHOOL PSYCHOPATH 
(Vapid)
I realy hated high school it was such a drag everytime I walked the halls all
the kids would call me a fag I dodn't care for physical ed and I didn't care 
for history I wanted to blow up my high school and take my G.E.D. I was a 
high school psychopath I needed therapy I was a high school psychopath with
an overload of energy there was a teenage wasteland in my brain from staying
after school I didn't wanna pledge allegiance because I thought it was so 
uncool each and everybody hated me they thought I was such a jerk with my 
leather jacket my ripped jeans and my Ramones t-shirt

@SONG: CRYING IN MY BEER 
(Weasel)
What will it take to make you happy what will it take to stop your whining 
what will it take to make you amscray what will it take to stop your crying
I know that you've been so bored since the Circle K closed down so if it 
makes you feel a bit better just picture me crying crying in my beer I got a
feeling you've been damaged I think you've got way too much time on your hands
I throw away your stupid little letter like Margie Whipple you don't get it
if you were a TV show baby you would've been cancelled do to declining 
viewership recycled plots and bad acting crying in my beer it's pointless to
wonder what life would be like with you and me cause me minus you equals one 
less little parasite less I'm crying in my beer

@SONG: SLOMOTION 
(Weasel/Personality)
Take stock of the situation assess the comlications that arise from our half 
truths the stage in this case is just a tool to make it possible for you to 
justify your blighted worldview I've got an answer if we don't need it we 
don't take it the scams transparency is we get older and we feel like we are
missing something we wonder why our plans don't work when we take a stand we 
slink away like frightened rats I've got the answerif we don't need it we 
don't take it we want to build a perfect world somehow but the prizes just 
out of reach have slowed us down

@SONG: LIKE A PARASITE 
(Weasel/King)
Like a parasite I wanna crawl all over you like a parasite think of all the 
cool things we could do like a parasite I wanna crawl all over you like a 
parasite I wanna lick you head to toe like a parasite come now it's only me
and you like a parasite I wanna crawl all over you I can tell by the way you
are looking at me we'll be together tonight like a parasite like a leech like
a parasite I wanna be your Siamese twin like a parasite I'll worm inside you
underneath your skin like a parasite I wanna crawl on you again like a 
parasite I wanna lick you head to toe like a parasite let's hang out it's only
me and you like a parasite I wanna crawl all over you like a germ or a virus
we can stay up sweating and rolling all night like a parasite like a leech

@SONG: JOANIE LOVES JOHNNY 
(Weasel)
Let's go to Milwaukee say hi to Mr. C. Fonzi Potsi Richie too Ralph's at
Arnold's sniffing glue Joanie loves Johnny Joanie and Johnny kiss Chachi
is getting pissed these aren't very happy days cause nobody's getting
laid Joanie loves Johnny now Jenny Piccolo works at the peepshow Pinkie
Tuscadero's stewed Fonzie's all fucked up on 'ludes Joanie loves Johnny
Joan and John got tattoos now they're going to inspiration point that's
where we're all shooting heroin Joanie loves Johnny

@SONG: SECOND FLOOR EAST 
(Weasel)
She falls asleep the same way every nightshe dreams of new worlds in the TV 
light she's lonely she's tired she's lonely she's crying it makes her feel 
like something is going on it makes her feel like people are around to tell 
her she's alright to keep out the ngiht she wonders why she feels this way 
she wonders if she'll ever be okay there's nothing she can laugh about no 
anthem for a new tomorrow cut off a long time ago now no one wnats to hear
about it she thinks about how everybody smiles but no one ever seems to
have the time to ever stop and try to think to ever crack a little bit she
knows that someday things are gonna change things will get a little better
but it just seems like everyday it slips a little more and fades it should
feel good to be alive the world keeps dropping back but she's still trying
she leaves the TV on at night so she won't have to keep on crawling inside
herself

@SONG: AUTOMATIC REJECTOR 
(Weasel/Vapid/Jughead/Personality/Panic)
He had a big mouth he didn't know when to stop he said "maybe we'll see some
action tonight from that bitch" but he was wrong she's the Automatic Rejector
he came up behind her and started grabbing her tits see his hands and his 
mouth pulled the same kind of shit and when she pulled out her gun she said
"why don't you suck on this" she's the Automatic Rejector

@SONG: JEANNIE'S GOT A PROBLEM WITH HER UTERUS 
(Weasel)
Jeannie's having problems with her ovaries she's got trouble with her tubes
if you go past her vagina and her cervix you will find a completely empty
room because Jeannie's got a problem with her uterus her uterus is useless
her physician has injected fluids in her private parts but she just won't
believe that the efforts to eradicate her female trouble will cause her to
conceive no simple yeast or bladder infection could compare to the pain
that Jeannie's going through this year her husband's sperm was studied and
swiftly passed the test now Jeannie's operation must commence artificial
insemination can't fertilize poor Jeannie's rotten eggs Jeannie isn't 
ovulating even though she took all the proper pills Jeannie wants a baby but
she cannot pay the giant doctor bills

@SONG: SAD LITTLE GIRL 
(Weasel/Vapid/Personality)
Your smiley face is out of order today everything's wrong and you can't shut 
it off just stop resisting you'll never change anything start sharpening your
claws don't try to live the way that you want cause it's a lost cause the time
goes by so slow there's nothing to do except claw at yourself just try to find
a way to make it through fifty more years without screaming all the way the
one solution is to stop thinking at all rip out your brain and sew up your 
mouth cuase things never work out for you and they never will

@SONG: AIN'T GOT NO SENSE 
(Lewis/Stipanitz/Kerr/Mahon - Teenage Head)

@SONG: IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD 
(Weasel)
Everywhere I went today four walls kept following me around laughing quietly
threatening to break down and leave me curled up screaming I watch them cackle 
like baboons and snd smell the stench of their perfume the've single-handedly
stopped evolution it's all in my head and it's gonna stay that way I gag and I 
force down this spoiled version of the facts of life I cram my square head in
to the round holes but it's pointless trying I wish that I could make my mind
accept the lies that keep those blobs of human meat alive I know I can't and
I wonder who was around with a shovel when we paved these roads that don't go
anywhere standing around while the wires jumped and burned with a where's my
paycheck look on their faces keep it around so you feel a little safer when 
you drag your fat ass to bed at night keep it going around keep the rotten
foundation of your cheap little lives from caving in it's all in my head it
better stay that way