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Randy
The Human Atom Bombs
It took the people, at least here in Sweden, about two years to turn what used to be luxury into a way of life. Suddenly nothing will be the same again and no one can ever picture himself without one. Well baby, pick up the phone.
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication,
I need to communicate with you
090-45776 -- Useless
Hey baby pick up the phone I know that you're home -- Useless
You know I don't like talking to your answering-machine -- Useless
Well can I send you an e-mail, let you know how I feel -- Useless
We're the useless generation
In this world of information
We're the -- useless -- generation,
Baby pick up the phone
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication
I need to communicate, hello!
Well nothing, I'm just watching T.V. -- Useless
Looking for something so shallow that it's worth to see -- Useless
They're making belgian waffels in the U.S.A. -- Useless
A buddy from the internet told me that the other day -- Useless
We're the useless generation
In this world of information
We're the -- useless -- generation,
Baby pick up the phone
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication
Addicts of communication,
I need to communicate -- with you
Addicts of communication -- oh! pick up the phone
Addicts of communication -- Oh! baby, baby, please
Addicts of communication,
I need to communicate with you
I need to communicate with you
I need to communicate
But it's useless
I live way up in the north of sweden
Don't need to tell you the name of the town
I can find the most things that I need there
Enough happens to make time go by
There is only one thing that I miss there,
There is not enough punk rock shows
No place where the kids can get together
No concerts where the adrenaline flows
Down down down to punk rock city
Down down down to punk rock city
Down down down to punk rock city
Down down down down down to punk rock town
Buy me a ticket to an aeroplane
Book me a room on a cheap hotel
I'm ready to go down the fast lane
I'm ready to raise some hell
When I sleep I use to dream that I go there
In my dreams it is a beautiful town
A mix between London and New York City
In 77 when the best bands where around
Down, down, down to punk rock city
Down, down, down to punk rock city
Down, down, down to punk rock city
Down, down, down down down to punk rock town
Take me down to the punk rock city -- ma, ma, ma take me down
Take me down to the punk rock town -- ma, ma, ma take me down to the town
Take me down to the punk rock city -- oh! downtown
Take me down to the punk rock town -- downtown, baby, downtown
Take me down to the punk rock city -- down down down
Take me down to the punk rock town -- take me down down down
Take me down to the punk rock city -- take me down down down
Down is up and maybe I piss down
Must be the clothes or the shoes I wear,
Should've got no tattoo or should've cut my hair.
Straightened up, followed norms & rules,
Never look like them tough boys who dropped out of school
Cos that didn't get me nowhere
Where the fast money's at.
A hard days work don't pay no my way,
Ain't it hard when you discover that.
Got a job like my old man,
He was at the railroad, I chose the planes.
For a year or two and then I had enough,
My tender back found that way too rough
Cos that didn't get me nowhere
Where the fast money's at.
A hard days work don't pay no my way,
Ain't it hard, but you are not alone -- alone
There are so many of us who work hard only to satisfy the stockmarket brokers.
Oh yes! Oh yes! They're keeping us out of money!
Oh yes! Oh yes! They're keeping us out of money!
We got firecrackers & red balloons
And a street orcherstra that plays a tune
Confetti's flying in the air
A lot of people are gathered here
We got placards posters & stickers to
We got reggae music by Yabby You
We got redflags, blackflags & flag with stars
We got slogans painted on our guitars
We speak about freedom -- speak about freedom
We speak about war -- speak about war
We got a vision, baby -- we got a vision
That we just can't ignore
It sure rains on our parade
But the wind will change the clouds will fade
A change will come eventually
So says Karl Marx and history
We got vegetarian gumbo stew
The Rockin' Pneumonia and the Punk Rock Flu
We got iko iko and stagger lee
And the junco partner's leaning against a tree
We got Emma Goldman and Chomsky too
We got things to say we got stuff to do
We got all kinds of freedom fighters gathered here
We got our friend in the corner over there drinking beer
We speak about the future -- speak about the future
We speak about the past -- speak about the past
We speak about a new world order -- a new world order, a new world order
And we hope that we can get there fast - a new world order
It sure rains on our parade
But the wind will change the clouds will fade
A change will come eventually
So says Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
Karl Marx and history
So says Karl Marx and history
The sun is here and the summer is near, ahan, ahan
We have a plan for tonight so make sure that you're there, ahan, ahan
Summer only comes once a year round here
Make sure you spend it with someone you hold dear
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
Under the midnightsun
At night the phone calls and I do know what it means, ahan, ahan, ahan, ahan
The bros want me to be a part of their schemes, ahan, ahan, ahan, ahan
I don't have to tell you that I never ever hesitate
Cos when it comes to a midnight swim I won't be late
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
Under the midnightsun
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
Under the midnightsun
Well take me higher Johnny B.
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
We are under the midnightsun
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
Under the midnightsun
It's the summer of bros, ahan
The bros, ahan, the bros, ahan, the bros, ahan
The bros and me against everyone
Under the midnightsun
... ... ...
Well this song goes to all of my friends, and let me you we don't care about the weather we still get out there and fight against the forces of nature all night.
It's the summer of bros, ahan
This song is about male bounding and it goes out to all of my friends who were involved in making the summer of 2000 (The Summer Of Bros) something I will never forget, you all know who you are, thanks guys. -- Stefan.
"Modern man pathetic example of earth's organic heritage." -- Greg Graffin.
I was broke so I sold my time
They got me working on the production line
Five days a week from 8-5
I had to struggle hard just to stay alive
I sold my time, oh yeah!
I had no faith so I sold my soul
And all it left me was this big black hole
Now my souls's gone and I don't care
I never even noticed that it was there
I sold my soul -- he sold his soul
I even sold my family
Just to get prosperity
And a safe economy
And I don't need no love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need it
I felt alone so I sold my heart
I bought a friend and thought: "Hey! this might be a start"
But he was too much so I sold him too
Now I'm alone again and I don't know what to do
I sold my heart -- he sold his heart
I even sold my family
Just to get prosperity
And a safe economy
And I don't need no love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need no love, love, love, love, love
I don't need it
Vaya con dios
Punk rock amigos
I see the dreams glow in your eyes
I see lovers down by the coal mine
I see an empty so called paradise
I see the sun, I see the skyline
I see the sun, I see the light
Let's honour those who died for freedom
Who died struggeling in the fight
Industrial workers of the world, Joe Hill
The days of ´39 when time stod still
The anarchists, the bolsjeviks, killed
In kronstadt
If we unite we can take them
Grab them hard and then shake them
If we unite we can break them
Oh baby! wouldn't that be nice -- wouldn't that be nice
Vaya con dios
Punk rock amigos
Oh my loved one my heart of gold
I've seen you walking through arctic winters
Somehow your skin never gets cold
Let's honour those who died for freedom
Who died for trying, who died for life
Who died for living, who died for dying
Who died for trying to organize
Look ma, look what they've done
The sun over Kurdistan is gone
And there's someone up there right now
Taking down the stars
If we unite we can take them
Grab them hard and then shake them
If we unite we can take them
Oh baby! wouldn't that be nice -- wouldn't that be nice
Vaya con dios
Senoritas
May this system come to an end
That turns the people 'gainst each other
Brother against brother and friend against friend
They're leaving this town tonight
7:40 on a ray of light
I dreamed I saw you standing next to Angela Davis, baby
If we unite we can take them
Grab them hard and then shake them
If we unite we can break them
Oh wouldn't that be nice -- wouldn't that be nice
If we unite we can take them
Grab them hard and then shake them
If we unite we can break them
Oh wouldn't that be nice -- wouldn't that be nice
"Yes, government means violence and it's evil." -- Alexander Berkman.
A revolution with a goal so fine
From 36 to 1939
They say it ended that last year
But the fascists are still here
The war ain't over and the battle ain't won
The struggle, baby, has just begun
So fascist pigs start to run
We won't forget what you've done
It's a war between the classes
The privileged few against the masses
The spanish anarchists said: "¡No pasaran!"
I say we stick to that until the war is won
It's a proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
That just won't stop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
That just won't stop
Time to set the record straight once and for all
Death to all the neo-liberals
I want to see the stockmarket crash
And the ones who deserves it get the cash
It's a war between the classes
The privileged few against the masses
The spanish anarchists said: "¡No pasaran!"
I say we stick to that until the war is won
It's a proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
That just won't stop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
Proletarian hop
That just won't stop
We won't forget what they've done
The fascists may think that they've won
But the war against the fascists is a classwar too
It conserns everybody, baby, even you -- ¡No pasaran!
Everything evolves around money -- ¡No pasaran!
We don't even think about it honey -- ¡No pasaran!
There is money involed no matter what we do -- ¡No pasaran!
Everybody tries to make abuck or two -- ¡No pasaran! ¡No pasaran!
It's a war between the classes
The privileged few against the masses
Spanish anarchists said: "¡No pasaran!"
I say we stick to that until the war is won
Proletarian hop
And it just won't stop
Proletarian hop
No it just won't stop
Proletarian hop
Oh it just won't stop
Proletarian hop
Come on boys lets go
It's a proletarian hop
A proletarian hop
A proletarian hop
That just won't stop
Proletarian hop
A proletarian hop
A proletarian hop
That just won't stop
"I was saying let me out here before I was even born." -- Richard Hell
Spend all my money early every month
Don't like to hold back, I spend all at once
I don't care about a few weeks poor
Or if the landlord knocks down my door
My girl don't like it, she says I throw my life away
Down at the unemployment agency
They have a lot of different jobs for me
Don't wan't no job I just want to get payed
By the money that the rich people's made
They don't like it, they say I throw my life away
Get a job -- shape up!
You fuckin slob -- shape up!
You're no good so -- shape up!
Shape up! Shape up! Shape up!
Fuck you!
All my life I've been a useless slob
I fucked up school, I never had a job
I tried sports but I failed there too
I always felt like I had something better to do
My parents don't like it they say I throw my life away
Get a job -- shape up!
You fuckin slob -- shape up!
You're no good so -- shape up!
Shape up! Shape up! Shape up!
Get a job -- 2 3 4 5 -- shape up! -- 2 3 4 5
You fuckin slob -- 2 3 4 5 -- shape up! -- 2 3 4 5
You're no good so -- 2 3 4 5 -- shape up! -- 2 3 4 5
Shape up! Shape up! Shape up!
Piss off!
Rockin' Pneumonia And The Punk Rock Flu
I want to hear the drums and the sound of the guitar
I want to be right there where the good bands are, where they are
When I come home I want that ringing in my ears
If I can't listen loud then I don't need to hear, I don't need to hear
Hey little girl, have you got that sickness too?
The rockin' pneumonia and the punk-rock flu
Let me tell you something you don't know
I would be running but my feet they are to slow, way to slow
Hey little girl, have you got that sickness too?
The rockin' pneumonia and the punk-rock flu
Hey little girl, have you got that sickness too?
The rockin'pneumonia and the punk-rock flu
Inspired by the song "Rocking' Pneumonia And The Boogie Woogie Flu" by Hue Smith And The Clowns.
On an old city bus in the streets of Hanoi
The people sit quiet except for one boy
He's humming and singing on a simple melody
He said this is a song about being free
In the city of Stockholm they're reclaiming the streets
Everybody's dancing and stomping their feet
One guy is shouting in a megaphone
He said this is ours and ours alone
Come on everybody sing with me
This is a song about being free
The days of submission won't last long
This is a freedom song
Oh, here it goes!
Rama lama ding dong ding dong
Rama lama ding dong (ding dong)
O.K. ckeck this out
A russian girl on a summer holiday
On a Greyhound bus through the U.S.A.
She said so this is how it feels like to be free
Well the weather is nice and there's so much to see
Come on everybody sing with me
This is a song about being free
Days of submission, oh no, won't last long
This is a freedom song
Oh, I gotta sing it!
Rama lama ding dong ding dong
Rama lama ding dong (ding dong)
Rama lama ding dong ding dong
Rama lama ding dong (ding dong)
In Kingston Jamaica & New York U.S.A.
Across the whole world people fighting for another way
Some of them sing and some of them write
Some work hard in the factories and some just stand up fight
Come on and sing it!
Rama lama ding dong ding dong
Rama lama ding dong (ding dong)
Rama lama ding dong ding dong
Rama lama ding dong (ding dong)
I wanna know a little `bout your heart mister, is it on your right side or on your left?
Do you believe in equality or do you believe in theft?
Who's side are you on? Tell me now
Who's side are you on? Speak up
Who's side are you on?
Do you believe in solidarity or do you believe in theft?
When it comes to choice of colors brother, is it gonna be red or black or blue?
I ain't gonna wave no white flag til I get th-th-through to you!
Who's side are you on?
Who's side are you on?
Who's side are you on?
I ain't gonna wave no white flag baby, til I get through to you!
Hello everybody this cat is back,
Looking for a place called the Chicken Shack
They only serve warm beer rice and beans
But it feels just like it's down in New Orleans
Brace yourself baby I'm here to attack
Down at the place called the Chicken Schack
The girls at that place are mighty fine
But stay off sadie green cause that girl is mine
The moonlight shines through the holes in the wall
Everybody there is having a ball
They don't care that the place looks like a wreck
Down at the place called the Chicken Shack
I wanna rip it, rock it, really bop it
Flip it, flop it, David Crocket
Just like Roy Montrell everytime he hears hat mellow saxophone
The good old rockin' days will never come back
Except down at the place called the Chicken Shack
The good old rockin days will never come back
Except down at the place called the Chicken Shack
Inspired by the song "Chicken Shack Boogie" by Amos Milburn. It's available on the record "Earl Palmer Backbeat, The World Greatest Rock'n'Roll Drummer", Released on Ace Records. This song was made in 1956.
Wow, it came down upon us and it spread like the rats,
I can't seem to remember saying O.K. to that.
We're supposed to stand by and watch the swine grow fat,
No way I would've agreed with that!
We shall have no other god than the new economy,
But don't you believe there's gonna be room for you and me.
We must have found a way of making money for free,
They call it alchemy, but I call it fucking robbery
Maybe the sun will rise and the grass will grow,
I just thought, I just thought I'd let you know
If this is only gonna be about win or lose, win or lose,
Then may I please be excused
Well it's here to take over you may rest assured,
Unless you make yourself heard, stand up and tell them to stop!
But it won't be stopped easily,
No it won't even slow down for a little democracy
Maybe the sun will rise and the grass will grow,
I, I, I, I just thought I'd let you know
If this is only gonna be about win or lose, win or lose,
May I please be excused
If we still dont recognize who's being used, who's being used,
May I please be excused
I played some Little Richard songs on my stereo
Tutti Frutti and Ooh! My Soul
He sang so wild and he sang so frantic, he's the father of rock'n'roll
Human atombomb -- atombomb
The human atombomb
Human atombomb -- atombomb
The human atombomb, yeah!
Played some Little Richard songs on my stereo
Bama lama baby bama loo,
I need love, I need love, sweet little baby do you need love too?
Human atombomb -- atombomb
The human atombomb
Human atombomb -- atombomb
The human atombomb, 2 3 4
Bomb, atombomb
Bomb, atombomb
He was born in Macon Georgia back in 1932 -- bomb, atombomb
To get his teenage kicks he knew just what to do -- bomb, atombomb
He learned to play the piano, wrote the worlds first rock n'roll songs -- bomb, atombomb
He had his roots in gospel music and nothing could go wrong -- atombomb, atombomb
Could go wrong, no! nothing could go wrong, sweeter baby... Ooh! My Soul
Human atombomb -- atombomb, atombomb, atombomb
The human atombomb
Human atombomb -- atombomb, atombomb, atombomb
The human atombomb, yeah!
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!
I Believe In The Company
The company got my freedom, it got my loyalty.
The company was my first concern, took all that used to be me
Gave up my inspiration, too tired for such crap you see.
I gave up my relation to my girl, my family.
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe in the company
Company was my #1, was my first priority.
I'm not complaining for in return I got monthly salary.
Their success is my security, so their troubles I make mine,
Cos I been told prosperity means money in the pockets for me.
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe in the company
I believe -- oh yes!
Oh! I believe -- oh yes!
Oh yes! I do believe -- oh yes!
Come friday night and now I'm gonna consume,
That's what I'm gonna do!
Put the money in motion, spend without restriction
What I'm required to do, and I will adapt.
I will gladly put myself deep in debt.
I shove my earnings into a secret well kept
I was the one who kept the system running while they slept!!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe in the company
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe -- oh yes!
I believe in the company
"Well, you heard of The Rockin' Pneumonia and The Boogie Woogie Flu, I got a brand new sickness that no Dr. can cure and it's called Easy Rockin'" -- Eddie Lang.
Dial 9 -- Dial 9 -- 1 1 -- 1 1
They say I'm sick that I'm no fun
They even call it emergency
But there is nothing wrong with me -- no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I got a sickness that no Dr. can cure
Don't need no medicine that's for sure
I got the heebie jeebies and honey I just want more
Dial 9 -- Dial 9 -- 1 1 -- 1 1
They say I'm crazy, that my sense is gone
But all I got is this restless soul
And a fever called rock'n'roll -- no, no, no, no, no, no, no
I got a sickness that no Dr. can cure
Don't need no medicine that's for sure
I got the heebie jeebies and honey I just want more
I got the Rockin Pneumonia, the Boogie Woogie Flu,
The Rock'n'Roll fever and the Easy Rockin' to
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Dial 9 -- Dial 9 -- 1 1 -- 1 1
Either you got the Rockin Pneumonia, the Boogie Woogie Flu...
I got a sickness that no Dr. can cure
Don't need no medicine that's for sure
I got the heebie jeebies and honey I just want more
I got the Rockin Pneumonia, the Boogie Woogie Flu,
The Rock'n'Roll fever and the Easy Rockin' to
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Easy rockin' easy easy rockin'
Randy.
Fredrik Granberg -- drums.
Stefan Granberg -- vocals & guitar.
Johan Brändström -- vocals & guitar.
Johan Gustafsson -- vocals & bass.
With some help of these friends:
Pelle Gunnerfeldr -- vocals & percussion.
Fredrick Brändström -- vocals & slideguitar.
Oscar Brändström -- saxophone.
Maria Andersson -- vocals.
Rickard Nordstöm -- vocals.
Frans Johansson -- vocals.
Per Nordmark -- vocals.
Heeke Walse -- artwork.
Torbjörn Persso -- photos.
Recorded and mixed by Pelle Gunnerfeldr at his studio September 1st to December 28th 2000.