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Less Than Jake Album


Hello Rockview (10/06/1998)
10/06/1998
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I know I know I know
I know just who I am
and what's in my head is that I don't really give a damn
just do you think I am
who you think I am
I know there comes a time when you lose faith in what you believe inside
(what you have inside)
and did you know somehow it's just a spark that's a start
(that keeps us from the crowd)
The other day this girl came up to meand asked
if she used to go to school with me and kinda laughed
and she said wasn't I the guy her friends always called a waste of time.
I know I know I know
I know just who I am
and what's in my head is that I don't really give a damn
just do you think I am
who you think I am
When I stop and think about to where I'll be 10 years from now
(10 years from now)
I wonder if the me of now would call myself washed up or watered down
(or part of the crowd?)
and the other night this guy came up to me downtown
and can't believe that after 5 years I'm still around
and he said, wasn't I the guy who walked these streets all night?
It's such a waste of time.

. . .


Sit down,
Remind me how this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost
Sit down,
Remind me how this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost


And just outside I can hear the sounds
of the early morning street becoming way too loud
and the hum of the engines in the cars on the street
yeah on the streets
And with this cigarette that I just lit
as I pass the 53rd St. Bridge
Right now the world just seems too big
the world just seems too big

Sit down, remind me how,
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down remind me how,
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.

And just outside I can see my breath
in between the words that fog my spinning head
and I can see the sun coming up.
And it's just light enough to see

Another cigarette that I just lit
As I pass the 53rd St. bridge
Right now the world just seems to big

Sit down, remind me how,
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.
Sit down remind me how,
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.

sit downnn
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost
sit downnn (remind me how)
this is the same old story fo growing up and getting lost
growing up and getting lost

And all the late night calls and all the lost hopes
and the missed connections and the lost direction.

Sit Down
remind me how
this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.


. . .


(This is a fair request.And I promise I will not judge any person only as a teenager.That you will constantely remind yourself that some of my generation judges people by their race,their belief,or the color of their skin.And that this is no more right than saying all teenagers are drunken dope attics that're glue sniffers...)

Do you think its strange?
That theres this way
Of how you look and how you act and how ya think
And pretend they're not the same as you

Do you think its strange?
That theres this way
Of how you look and how you act and how ya think
And pretend they're not the same as you

Did you know about his strength of conviction?
Or how she puts all her faith in religion?
Did we take the time?
To really discover
How little we know about each other



To keep us from saying anything
And seperate from everything
yet all this really means is
You're one in a crowd and you're parinoied of every sound
Another friend you won't miss anyhow

Do you think its strange?
That theres this way
Of how you look and how you act and how ya think
And pretend they're not the same as you

Do you know about his strength of conviction?
Or how she puts all her faith in religion?
Did we take the time?
To really discover
How little we know about each other

To keep us from saying anything
And seperate from everything
yet all this really means is
You're one in a crowd and you're parinoied of every sound

To keep us from saying anything
And seperate from everything
yet all this really means is
You're one in a crowd and you're parinoied of every sound
Another friend you won't miss anyhow

Do you know about his strength of conviction?
Or how she puts all her faith in religion?
Did we take the time?
To really discover
How little we know about each other


To keep us from saying anything
And seperate from everything
yet all this really means is
You're one in a crowd and you're parinoied of every sound

To keep us from saying anything
And seperate from everything
yet all this really means is
You're one in a crowd and you're parinoied of every sound

Paroined of every sound x2

. . .


Got on the 47, transferred to the 89
left town eastbound past all the city signs
and y'know sometimes it's hard to leave your past behind
and as I pass the crummy bars and beat up cars
nothing's gonna change my mind this time
By now you think I've found that things changed, just don't look that way to me
by now you think I've found that things change, and look rearranged to me
it never used to look that me.
At half past seven I'm on the 95
sick of malls and alcohol
just passed the next state line
and I know sometimes it's hard to leave your past behind
and as I think of the corner creeps and dirty streets
nothing will change my mind,
there's no turning back this time.
And when going off is like going on
and never going back is just like giving up
it's like I'm going nowhere fast.


. . .


On a tuesday in the rain I never thought there'd come a day
if I put myself to the test would I ever raise a fist
would I just shut my mouth, would I just block it out?
I've sworn a million times never to be left,
standing with that feeling
of hopelessness left standing, just nervous in the alley
When all is said and through
would I know just what to do
and if I put myself to the test
would I ever raise a fist
would I just shut my mouth or just block it out
I've sworn a million times never to be left,
standing with that feeling
of hopelessness left standing, just nervous in the alley
Is it a change of heart,
that keeps us apart
and you say it's true
and we know it's true
nothing left except for me and you
and it's not that strange,
when all I have left to say
is I wonder what I'm fighting for?

. . .


Have you ever felt that something,
you know that something that keeps you sane?
and you can't explain why
But you know it's what's left inside you
and I know that it's that something
you know that something that keeps me sane
and I can't explain why when it's all I have I have left to hold onto
And when I say It's everything
from my highest hopes to my dumbest schemes
you'll never know what it means to me.
I'm just a reason away, from that something that keeps me sane.


. . .


Just talked to this girl who used to live on my street
After all these years you're here and you remember me
She said her old boyfriend
Packed up and headed back east
But she always knew someday he would go
She just got a new job and she doubts it will last
So let's take a drink and never think and here's to the past
She says it's so funny how life burns out so fast
It's just another wasted day

A boring life in a boring town
In the same old crowd
And I used to say that I'd never stay
But I'm rotting here today
With that same old crowd that's always been around
And I always thought I'd be the first to go

That same old crowd that drags me down
Another day in a boring town
That same old crowd that brings me down
A boring life in a boring town

Just talked to this girl who used to live here on my street
After all these years you're here
And it's still just you and me
Somtimes I can't believe after all these years
I just think that I'll never leave here
She said it's so funny how life burns out so fast
So let's take another drink and here's to the past

That same old crowd that drags me down
Another day in a boring town
That same old crowd that brings me down
A boring life in a boring town

And remember when they'd look through you
And they'd look past me
We were the ones they said would always leave
So when you go just think of me
Think of me
Think of me

A boring life in a boring town
In the same old crowd
And I used to say that I'd never stay
But I'm rotting here today
With that same old crowd that's always been around
And I always thought that
Yeah and I always thought that
Yeah I'd always thought that I'd be
The first to go

A boring life
A boring town
A boring life
A boring town
A boring life
And a boring town

. . .


So you think of what it could've been
when "time is all you've lost"
keeps burning through your head
now you fall asleep standing but lie awake in bed
watch the clock drag on and think about what you should've said
It's for the better your better half is gone
its O.K. you didn't need her anyway
and I don't want to hear you say nobody can take her place
and what more can I say you dont need her anyway
So you think of how it should've been
and "it's just over" keeps going through your head
you're hearing all those words
time and time again
watch the phone all night and think about what you should've said.
It's for the better your better half is gone

. . .


Danny says that he got caught up
in all the talk of how it used to be
and he says "I never used to mind"
that same lame line "it's just you and me"
Danny says that he's so boring now
since he figured out that back in the day
really says"..how I remember this,
and don't give a shit about what you have to say"
He's only 19 burnt out on this scene
and just getting by on its memories


. . .


Sometimes, I think
something's wrong with me
because I was never one to believe
in anyone or anything
it's always been just me.
and y'know they've always had big plans for you
just to walk you through and cloud your views
and I'll never say that everything's O.K.
and you don't want to say that you're giving up right now
so hold your ground
don't give up in what you believe

Chorus

big crash big crash
somethings different when you can't be yourself
big crash big crash
somethings different when you can't be yourself

sometimes I think
something's wrong with me
because I was never one to believe
in anyone or anything.
and i can't say i'll ever change
because things always change.

. . .


You know my best friend,
just left yesterday and I know
I know your girlfriend, couldn't explain, why she moved away
things are so the same,
that all I can really bring myself to say
is that I know
and yeah just outside,
the conversation's getting old
and I know they're right,
betting smokes that our end is just as close.
things are so the same
and remember when they said
just how long can your ideals
keep you warm
and we just laughed that kinda nervous laugh
and we just sang along to that song on the radio
you were right about,
just how we'd figure out things change
but beliefs stay the same
and you were right about just how we'd figure out
a change of ideas I've known


. . .


Everyone to the bar
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
just call me Cheez thats who I am
But not Rich not George I'm Cheez
Civilized?
Until the keg runs dry
and he's tried
to drink from 9 to 5
and then from 5 to 9
always drunk and going crazy
always drunk going crazy
you'd better believe it
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
just call me Cheez thats who I am
But not Rich not George I'm Cheez
Chesterfield
where the keg's never dry
it's always filled
have another beer with fear
have another beer or two
then he'll show you his cheez tattoo
always drunk going crazy
you'd better believe it
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
Just call me Cheez thats who I am
Don't call me Rich dont call me George
just call me Cheez thats who I am
But not Rich not George I'm Cheez

ay ya ya ya
cinco de mustache
the kids that are hip
they grow hair on their lip
they don't have their razors
and don't give a shit
they grow and grow and grow
so let your mustache show

oh yeah oh yeah whoo!

. . .


When I think of how things are
right now it feels like
yeah it all feels like some kind of circus show
and how this town it keeps you pinned down
with the same old song from years ago
and y'know this place will chew you up and spit you out
before you go
and when they drag you
kicking and screaming from the scene you know
it's time to leave
when I think of this town right now
it's filled with speed freaks and assholes
and all kinds of creeps
and somehow every new face in every single case
in a year or two will be erased
and to think of how I'm feeling right not somehow
I still remember how I felt 4 years ago
and when I think of how things are right now
it's still the same old song from years ago
what do I know?
that it's still the same old song from years ago


. . .


Al said goodbye to his mom and dad for the first time in his life
tonight he left the house and walked to the waiting car outside.
Yeah and somehow he thought they'd never understand
that nothing lasts
and he just knows that time is just spinning by
and life is passing him by so fast
And sometimes I think I'm the only one
that feels like going nowhere
Its like giving up
Sometimes
I think I'm the only one
that feels like going.....
Al said to me a few days ago
that he just thought for the first time in his life
he feels that the last few years were only a waste of time
Yeah and that it was always a compromise of what he always felt inside
his declaration
under the orange street lights
And sometimes I think I'm the only one
that feels like going nowhere
Its like giving up
sometimes I think I'm the only one
that feels like going ...yeah!
he was the one
who always did the right thing
he was the one who would always listen to everything they'd say
but today he's never going back.
And nobody said that there would be days like these,
there'd be days like these, there'd be days!
And sometimes I think I'm the only one
that feels like going nowhere
Its like giving up
sometimes I think I'm the only one
that feels like going nowhere
like giving up wooooo
like giving up wohhoo
like giving up wohoooo
im not giving up wohoooo

. . .


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