White Trash, Two Heebs & A Bean

A blackened wick is what remains

The flame was blown out just recently

Although the candle hadn't burned down to the stick

It won't be lit again, the day won't be so bright

We don't know what she may have been

All we know is what she left behind

An apartment cluttered with children's toys,

Photos of good times

In the bedroom, there's sheets on the windows

There's a four poster bed for a reason

There's a box on the floor full of secrets

It won't be opened

Here older boys and girls would play

All inhibitions were left behind

As the door would close, her face began to shine

This was her finest hour, this was her finest time

Now, she's gone, and it's not gonna be alright, not for me

She's gone, but not forgotten, she's still here

In all those years she touched so many lives

Who's gonna watch the little girl she left behind?

Carol anne stands alone in the school yard

All the other children have gone

After waiting for hours,

She can't understand why her mother left her sad

In the darkness she sees definition

In the silence, she hears someone calling

After nightmares, she lies in bed screaming

But there's no reaction

There's no one listening, there's no one

Now, she's gone, and it's never gonna be alright, not for me,

She's gone

Sometimes i feel my life is going 'round in circles

Beneath my eyes are bluish black

There's nothing new, no one i wanna talk to

Nothing i wanna think about, i got soul doubt

I stick my head out of the window, it's closed

Instead of air, i get glass stuck in to my head

The city's sounding, and i can't seem to stop the pounding

Can't keep my thoughts from flying 'round ( x 2 )

Not sure what i am thinking about, i got soul doubt

A shameless display, wearing a smile full of pain

A frameless erte, a painting without a signature

She's waiting for someone to save her

As i pass her i see cinderella

She dosen't fit into the slipper

Like she fits in a bottle of liquor

There's no one to take her away

Her eyes meet mine, she sees right through me

The question is asked, whatcha' gonna do for me?

I don't want nothin', just a connection

I gotta know what she's all about

Cause i know she's been there --

Soul doubt

I stick my head out of the window once again

This time i see a thousand faces all too clear

They wear the same expression, i've seen in my face

So many times, i know exactly how they feel

I know exactly how they feel

I know just what they think about

They've got soul doubt

One more time for ho jo, you know i can't wait

Another wasted line

I'm sittin' in the corner, i can feel the weight

Of my head on top of my spine

There's nothing to be scared of once you've

Seen the the light, reflecting through the screen

A eudaemonistic life composed of tar and nicotine

You know it, you know it, you know it

'cause you've seen it, now you believe it

You know it because it seems so real

You know it because you've seen it, now you believe it

You know it because it seems so real

It seems so real, it seems so real, it seems so real

Sit back and relax and do nothin',na,na,na,na

You'll laugh, then you'll cry, then you'll feel nothin',na,na,na,na

Implanted images of morality

Images of life, they seem so real

One more time for ho jo, what does it mean?

I'm not sure i know, while looking for somebody

Deep inside a dream, my sunshine turns to snow

Now it's blowin' inside, i don't feel the cold

Yet i'm frozen to my seat

My eyes have seen the truth

And still my mind admits defeat

I'm a person just like you

But i've got better things to do

Than sit around and fuck my head

Hang out with the living dead

Snort white shit up my nose

Pass out at the shows

I don't even think about speed

That's something i just don't need



I've got the straight edge



I'm a person just like you

But i've got better things to do

Than sit around and smoke dope

'cause i know i can cope

Laugh at the thought of eating ludes

Laugh at the thought of sniffing glue

Always gonna keep in touch

Never want to use a crutch



I've got the straight edge

(lyrics by ian mckaye of minor threat)

Through word of mouth let it be known

The man who spends his life on a mission, he's legendary

Travelling from coast to coast

He's the contemporary johnny appleseed

He's making sure his garden grows

He'll plant a seed in every town he goes

Fertilizing the country side

Couldn't stop him with insecticide

Makin' sure that the garden grows,

Yeah,yeah,yeah

Groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed

When diggin' holes, he'll be wearing a glove

He go into the shed, get out a shovel, and he shove

He'll plant the seed, makin' sure it's sown

He go into the shed, and he start hoein' with the hoe,

Ho,ho,ho

Makin' sure that the garden grow,

Yeah,yeah,yeah

He'll water the yard with the garden hose

Groomin' the backyard, or whackin' a weed

Yeah,yeah,yeah

The contemporary johnny appleseed

When i look 'round, i only see outta one eye

As the smoke surrounds my head, the sauna

I hear the voices, but i can't make out their words

Saying things, saying things that

I got something sticking in my eye

Got something sticking in my eye ( x 2 )

I feel unusual from thinking

About the underground decay, god help me

Kill beneath the camera, watch the world begin to cry

It's not from pity, it comes from

What's been sticking in my eye

Got something sticking in my eye

We wrote this song, it's not too short, not too long

It's got back-up voc's in just the right places

It's got a few oohs and ahhs

and It takes a little pause

Just before i sing the refain

Please play this song on the radio

Almost every line is sung on time

Almost every verse ends in a rhyme

The only problem we had was writing enough words

But that's okay, because the chorus is

Coming up again now

Please play this song on the radio

Please play this song on the radio