Wasted

by Misty Beethoven

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released August 23, 2004

Toby - Riffs
Jack - Lines
Kyle - Beats
Knapps - Words
Ben - Toots
Oman - Boners

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Misty Beethoven Erie, Pennsylvania

Toby, Jack, and Kyle were playing ska music in Toby's mom's sun room. In March of 2004, they moved to Kyle's mom's basement next door, and asked Knapps if he wanted to sing. Everyone who was there knows the rest. In August 2004, Misty B recorded these ten tracks. Fast, hard, but never forgotten. The essence of the 3rd wave. ... more

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Track Name: Intro
Remember in the day, when you hated first wave?
Every time I'd try to put it on you'd just complain.
Now you're all about it cause of Sublime's Ball And Chain.
Ain't it fuckin' funny how quickly shit can change?
Ok. So now you know it, but there still ain't no respect.
It's not your AC/DC records that make me upset.
You still make fun of The Specials for their covers. What?!
At least you'd know exactly where their sound is coming from.
If you're not part of the answer, well, I guess you have to go.
Don't need no assholes fuckin' up my skankin' at the show.
I'm bigger than the labeling, but what'd you think you are?
Cause I wake up in the morning to that true king of ska!

Rudy turns away, as here comes another wave.
Trad band trying to save the scene from an early grave,
to keep the roots alive, cause the scene has all but died.
Don't ever think they're gunna tell you what you've got left
until it's gone, and theirs, and you've got nothing, except
all your old records, her in that skirt, but now it really hurts
cause no one remembers the long, hot, summer days
you spent at the arcade, watching all the rich kids.
Now the times have changed. Love the image, great,
but they hate the Maytals. Lame. Start a fucking ska band
to cover Saves The Day. Fuck you.

Let's go!

Remember in the day, when you hated first wave?
Every time I'd try to put it on, you'd just complain.
Now you're, "Fuckin' A, man. This shit's ok,"
and you still get pissed off at me when i tell you what you'd say.
I don't care if you don't like it. Show respect
to the scene you claim to love, but about which
you know jack. You still make fun of The Specials for their covers.
What!? At least you know exactly where their sound is coming from.
Can't see where it's been, how can you see where it will go?
Don't want no fucking sk-emo music at my third wave show.
Can't have the young generation thinking Cherry Bing is ska
while they put down Desmond Dekker.
Who the fuck do you think you are?
Track Name: Wasted
Wasted on the front line
Waiting for attack

Wasted in the back
Even though he talks mad crap

He doesn't stop and talk
He only smiles back

Wasted on the front line
Waiting for attack
Go

Friends don't come so easy
All they say is please me

Then you turn around
And there's drama in the town

No matter what I do
You'll always fuckin' hate me

I guess the only thing to do
Is get fuckin' wasted

Wasted on the front line
Waiting for attack

Wasted in the back
Even though he talks mad crap

He doesn't stop and talk
He only smiles back

Wasted on the front line
Waiting for attack
Jack
Track Name: Outside In
They say, "Don't!" I say, "Go!"
Everybody wants to know
what I'm saying' here,
but you can't compare
to all the shit you've heard before!
Ask them what they think of me,
typical rudy, speakin' unity.
It's a goal, they say, is out of reach.
It's something' you can't ignore!

I'm on the outside, lookin' in and
that's fine from where I'm standing.
Just chillin', and watchin' you!
I know you stereotype me.
Most of you fucks, I know, don't like me.
I don't really care if you do!

They say, "How?" I say, "Now!"
I'm up here trying to break it down,
tryin' to spread some hope to those
who think they are totally alone!
Strong enough to be yourself!
Leave the image on the shelf!
They put a price on everything.
The truth is never shown!

I'm on the outside, lookin' in and
that's fine from where I'm standing.
Just chillin', and watchin' you!
I know you stereotype me.
Most of you fucks, I know, don't like me.
I don't really care if you do.

You say you won't be bought.
Your culture that they sold.
But, still, you buy it up, to save your image.
Low!
I know I'm just as bad,
pray my fashion's not a fad,
but I won't ever look at you twice
because you're not dressed like me!

I'm on the outside, lookin' in and
that's fine from where I'm standing.
Just chillin', and watchin' you!
I know you stereotype me.
Most of you punks, I know, don't like me.
I don't really care if you do!

It's punk rock, there's no totem pole.
No hierarchy. No one has control.
We're all here because we need to let go.
Shouldn't have to worry about being judged at a show!
Same message, just different tastes.
So what if I'd take Bad Manners or Bad Brains?
Can't say I don't want it played,
I just can't see how that's a reason to hate!

I'm on the outside, lookin' in and
that's fine from where I'm standing.
Just chillin', and watchin' you!
I know you stereotype me.
Most of you fucks, I know, don't like me.
I don't give a shit about you!
Track Name: Original Rude Boy
Rockin' to the beat of the song that he's singin'
Skank his pain away to the rhythm on the street

Friday night is the only time he's livin'
Woah that reggae music, it sounds so sweet

Fightin' every night with his switch blade knife
Cut up real bad, almost killed a man twice

Doin' what he likes to get by in his life
It's hard, the livin's tight, but he knows he's doin' right

Feels the music hitting', drifin in from far away
Takes him to the past, a flash, a boy back in the day
Takes him to a time in his life when things were simple
Livin' on the street, now he lives his life in limbo
Wakes up in the morning and he wonders why he tries