Operation Ivy to The Bosstones to Rancid and beyond — the 50 greatest ska punk albums ever, ranked and drawn from the best 1,000 albums ever project.
Operation Ivy to The Bosstones to Rancid and beyond — the 50 greatest ska punk albums ever, ranked and drawn from the best 1,000 albums ever project.
Sound system gonna bring me back up, yeah, one thing that I can depend on.
And what do we learn? To kill better.
One, two, what’s in the stew? Three, four, no one’s really sure.
Fred’s got slacks on the boulevard.
The band was so hot, my beer got warm.
Everything is cool, how are things with you?
Good morning heartache, you’re like an old friend, come and see me again.
All systems go! Soon the world will know the fury of attack – feel the wrath of the super rad.
If I fall back down, you’re gonna help me back up again.
Lord knows I’m weak – won’t somebody get me off this reef?
Please don’t hate me because I’m trendy – they’re not gonna laugh at me again.
You’ve got the answers that you need right up in your backyard.
There’s no need for violence against your fellow man. We must live together in this corrupted land.
All people in the dance will agree that we’re well qualified to represent the L.B.C.
They are the moron brothers, don’t get along with others.
All my dreams were just islands in the sky.
When I am down and I am blue all I have to do is close my eyes and think of you – and the world is new.
Wrapped around your finger but I think my time has come, but I never can be too sure ’cause I like to have a little fun.
Let’s shoot the moon.
Who would’ve thought that the dreams come true? And who would’ve thought I ended up with you?
When I got the music, I got a place to go.
I like noise and it’s gotta be loud.
There’s all this fighting and we don’t know what for, so the rich get richer and the poor stay poor.
Let’s get moving into action.
I heard you think you’re bulletproof.
You’re nobody’s zero.
Open your mouth and close your eyes and let the overlord’s spoon slide deep inside.
Party at ground zero, a B Movie starring you, and the world will turn to flowing pink vapor stew.
Naughty boys in nasty schools, headmaster’s breaking all the rules, having fun and playing fools, smashing up the woodwork tools.
When it all came down on a Saturday night, should I choose a side at 9th and Pine?
Take a look around you, you might not like what you see. Yeah, we’re all comfortably living in a privileged society.
This crowd is tight, tight. Gonna party all night, night.
Wake up in the morning and it’s hard to live.
I won’t spend another day in this heart attack city, it’s messed up here and everything’s money.
I’m living in a nightmare can’t you see, I need some musical therapy.
Gotta watch those corners in the stretch of danger, a problem could arise eventually. I’ve walked this earth for twenty years and now my mind is floating out to sea.
The doctor says to take it easy because this isn’t healthy, but I need things a doctor can’t prescribe. I’m running the race on a treadmill going nowhere fast; I need an outlet in my so-called life.
Why are you listening to all the things they tell you every day? Why are you listening, what happened to your own mind anyway?
We question one accessory: don’t think the piece is necessary. We agree you’re dressed to kill, but wonder if you will.
Something in the way she never looks my way, I’m in love, I’m in love.
My soul is sound when I’m in my hometown, yeah, and no place I’d rather be.
You know, I’ve made mistakes. I’ve had my ups and downs, my ins and outs, my share of bad breaks. But when it’s all been said and done, I raise my beer and I swear, “God, it’s been fun!”
It’s only human nature, pollutes temptation. We have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation.
She don’t like The Toasters or The Skeletones, she’d rather pound some beers and listen to the Ramones.
Hey kid! What do we got? Not a lot. So what?
You think it’s funny but what I say is true.
Hey baby, it’s hella good, okay?
Nada en la cabeza.
Drink smoke drink smoke this is what we do. Well, not what I do necessarily but… you get it.