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Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)

The Hombres

Sixties: Collected

2010

(Spoken):
"A preachment, dear friends, you are about to receive
On John Barleycorn, nicotine, and the temptations of Eve"
(Bronx cheer)

No parkin'

Built to Survive

Suicidal Tendencies

Freedumb

1999

lost again

What I don't need is a friend
I want more you fascist pig
We are family, we live to live

Built to survive,
Built to survive,
Built

beautiful
if i am can you say 

what a beauttiful girl
my soul inside
puts trust on you
you are the only friend i have
please give me the answer

i have so

care?
When I'm gone
Are you gonna tell them all that you were there?
Is it fair?
Now you're all by yourself
Just staring at an empty chair
There's regret

Stand alone in my thoughts
While I observe your every move
I'm watching out for
Fake love, fake niggas, and fake friends
Only run up this paper
And count

The tension breeds

Floating faces stare, suspended through the night
Frozen in the air from the brake light red inside
His thoughts alone
Are not his own
But

now that is ripe
You've offered your future as
King of this realm
Reverse what you plea as the
Moon turns to stone

Where are you taking him? Leave him

till they're swallowed by trees
Those bright yellow birds in a forest of acorn and green
Oh, grace, why are you just out of reach
Oh, peace, the promise

him down from the shelf on the wall
Get drunk as hell, we have a ball

The doc says if I don't stop drinking I don't have long
All the better for me

finally found a place in this world this is what life is all about
Hanging with my friends and every morning sleeping in
Things felt right for the very

know what I’m doing here
friends are near and farther still, under razor palms
you’re dragging me around again saying, ‘don’t ever look down’
you’re

I told

I met some new friends

They opened up to me
I don't like that are sad
I understand tragedy

Need to break down these walls
Kick people in

to OD'ing on the mattress
Staring down at my scars, are they really that thick
Am I really past the aftermath of a kid entwined in plastic
Standing on my

and knowing which of these that are the days 

REF
Crumbling slightly 
Is this ground all safe? 
Stepping lightly 
As these boots are weary 

The promised

You seem to be terrified
'cause you don't know what to do
make out of someone like me
It's not just my bank account
there are several parts that

Where everybody's talking
Everybody's happy
Who the hell invited you

Handshakes and hugs from all these faces
Two or three that I have met
I tripped over

shuffled out the room
You just stared down at your shoes
Its nice to know you feel the same
But what the fuck are we supposed to say
'Cause when you noticed

overwhelmed
I'm just trying to stay true to myself
Before you reach, for someone else
Know men like me are so extremely scarce
I'm a boss and I know you know

You're running 30 minutes late and can't find a thing to wear
And those curls you spent an hour on are falling from your hair

I'm glad it was me here by

And I am friends with tarantulas,
Though they don't think of me as such.
And though everyone seems to fear them,
I am content with what little may come.

love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister but then the passion flares again

And after all

strapped down by watchful peers
Cause from the outside I look lazy, no hustle, static for years
They can’t make out the muddled mess of a million moving

Hearts weren't meant to part
The lives we tried to start, left unfinished
If you have to stay where you are
I'll try to be there from afar
If you by

or more
Now your stomach is stuffed but it wasn't enough
And you wonder what good all that water was for

Hiccups, hiccups, still coming strong
Hiccups,