Bonus

* Billy's Bones
* Career Opportunites
* Denial
* Eurotrash
* Guns Of Brixton
* John Law
* Regular Guy
* Take It Or Leave It
* The Chosen Few
* White Riot
* Who Is Who / from "Tony Hawk's American Wasteland" Compilation

"Billy's Bones"
 
Billy ran around with the rare old crew. And he knew an arsenal from Tottenham blue We'd be a darn sight better off if we knew Where Billy's bones are resting now Billy saw a copper and he hit hime in the knee Took him down from six foot to five foot three Then he hit him fair and square in the do-re-me That copper won't be having any family Hey Billy son where are you now, don't you know that we Need you now With aratata and the old kow-tow where are Billy's bones Resting now Billy went away with the peace keeping force cause he Liked a bloddy good fight of course Went away in an old khaki van to the banks of the river Jordan Billy saw the Arabs and he had'em on the run when he got'em In the range of his sub machine gun Then he got the Israelis in his sights, went ra-ta-ta And they ran like Shi-ites Hey Billy Son where are you now, One night Billy had a rare old time, laughing and singing on The Lebanon line Came back to camp not looking too pretty never even got To see the Holy City Now Billy's out there in the desert sun and his mother cries When the morning comes And there's mother's crying all over the world, for their poor Dead darling boys and girls Hey Billy son where are you now, Born on a Monday, married on a Tuesday, Drunk on a Wednesday, got plugged on a Thursday, sick on a Friday, Died on a Saturday, buried on Sunday.

"Career Opportunites"

Originally by The Clash
 
The offered me the office, offered me the shop. They said I'd better take anything they'd got. Do you wanna make tea at the BBC? Do you wanna be, do you really wanna be a cop? (no fuckin' way) Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the ones that never knock. I hate the army an' I hate the Cambridge Police. I don't wanna go fighting in the tropical heat I hate the civil service rules And I won't open letter bombs for you Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the ones that never knock. Oi Oi Oi, Carney Givens, Arthur McGilvrey, Bobby Linchsky They're gonna have to introduce conscription. They're gonna have to take away my prescription. If they wanna get me making toys, If they wanna get me, well, I got no choice Career opportunities are the ones that never knock Every job they offer you is to keep you out the dock Career opportunity, the ones that never knock. Careers, Careers, Careers... Ain't never gonna knock.

"Denial"
 
In the face of all thats obvious I continue to wreck my life... So set in my ways it's impossible to do whats good... Smokin, jokin + boozin my time away Just livin for the pain + lies "caught in denial"... Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to heed the warnings my heart is turning. On with self slaught, the barfly gives in... once again the bottle is judge + jury He's caught in a struggle that calls for his life... so caught up in his own self destruction, "caught in denial"... Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to heed the warnings my heart is turning. I Made my own bed I'll sit in the mess this poison booze lifestyle is a dear friend And I know it's a lie, but it's all that I have I'm going right for the end with total abandon...! Look in the mirror to only see a liars face in front of me I've tried so hard to heed the warnings my heart is turning.
It's real.

"Euro Trash"
 
This Song Goes Out To All The Trendy, Spoiled Bastards Who Listen To Shitty Music! Euro Trash, go away, so so trenty, your pathetic. Euro Scumbag, champagne and cavier, techno bullshit, blarin from your daddys car. You are such a mess, I hate you Euro Trash. You try hard to dress like your the best. Why don't you must go away, don't you look down on me. Go away and stay. You go down to M-80 tonight, see throught clothing way too tight. Euro jerkoff who the fuck do you think you are? Spoiled rich boy, fuck your ero bars! You are such a mess, I hate you Euro Trash. You try hard to dress like your the best. Why don't you must go away, don't you look down on me. Go away and stay. Kill! Kill! Kill!

"Guns Of Brixton"
 
When they kick at your front door, How you gonna come? With your hands on your head, Or on the trigger of your gun. When the law break in, How you gonna go? Shot down on the pavement Or waiting on death row. You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton. The money feels good, and your life you like it well... But surely your time will come, as in heaven, as in hell. You see, he feels like Ivan, Born under the Brixton sun. His game is called survivin', At the end of the harder they come. You know it means no mercy. They caught him with a gun. No need for the Black Maria, Goodbye to the Brixton sun. You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton. When they kick at your front door, How you gonna come? With your hands on your head, Or on the trigger of your gun. You can crush us, You can bruise us, You can even shoot us... Oh-The Guns Of Brixton Shot down on the pavement, Waiting in death row. His game is called survivin', As in heaven as in hell You can crush us, You can bruise us, But you'll have to answer to Oh, the guns of Brixton. Oh, The Guns Of Brixton. Oh, The Guns Of Brixton. Oh, The Guns Of Brixton. Oh, The Guns Of Brixton.

"John Law"
 
Now let me tell you about a man named John Law
He's a neighborhood cop, the toughest man I ever saw
A man who knows his duty, a man with a gun
To the people in the neighborhood John Law is number one

Freeze, we said stop (His name was John Law)
For John Law, neighborhood cop (A man we know and love)

When John Law's not kicking ass on robbers and rapist
He's helping little kids deliver newspapers
When John Law's not chasing crackheads from their perch
He's helping old ladies on their way to church

Freeze, we said stop (His name was John Law)
For John Law, neighborhood cop (A man we know and love)

He walks the beat
Riding scumbags from the streets
He turns his eye to petty crime
Cause John Law will never drop a dime

Suburban anarchists who've never broke the law
Sing about police oppression, but they've never met John Law
He doesn't fuck with young kids drinking in the Park
But he makes the city safe for women after dark

Freeze, we said stop (His name was John Law)
For John Law, neighborhood cop (A man we know and love)

"Regular Guy"
 
Iive got two hands in my pocket and a pistol to my head as I walk the line in front of me theres no looking back. As I trudge the path of destiny my opinion doesnit pay, Iim a blue collar simple mind who cannot find his way. His Way. His Way. His Way. Now my Mind set may vary but here I still lay Donit know how I got here or think I care to stay The past will be present if I dare to forget Iive got two feet in the future but its not here yet Here Yet. Here Yet. Here Yet. This life is here to stay, and you canit take my pride away I was born in to this life, and these are the cards Iim delt Iive got two hands in my pocket and a pistol to my head as I walk the line in front of me theres no looking back. As I trudge the path of destiny my opinion doesnit pay, Iim a blue collar simple mind who cannot find his way. His Way. His Way. His Way.

"Take It Or Leave It"
 
See it
Do you believe it
You can take it
Or you can leave it

See it (take you on a rockin' stroll)
You can believe it (dig yourself a deeper hole)
You can take it (looking high but feeling low)
Or you can leave it (pray to God to save your soul)

Too fast, living on the edge
Don't wanna die before my time
But 12 beers later I'm a terminator
Hey, hey!

See it
Do you believe it
You can take it
Or you can leave it

See it (take you on a rockin' stroll)
You can believe it (dig yourself a deeper hole)
You can take it (looking high but feeling low)
Or you can leave it (pray to God to save your soul)

Too fast, living on the edge
Don't wanna die before my time
But 12 beers later I'm a terminator
Hey, hey!

Too fast, living on the edge
Don't wanna die before my time
But 12 beers later I'm a terminator
Hey, hey!
Punk rock'n'roll, 1996

See it (take you on a rockin' stroll)
You can believe it (dig yourself a deeper hole)
You can take it (looking high but feeling low)
Or you can leave it (pray to God to save your soul)

Too fast, living on the edge
Don't wanna die before my time
But 12 beers later I'm a terminator
Hey, hey!

Too fast, living on the edge
Don't wanna die before my time
But 12 beers later I'm a terminator
Hey, hey!

"The Chosen Few"
 
Allow me to tell a story about our little town,
The big movies film here now and the stars all hang around,
Some celebs are from here but we still hope they know
That we’re the ones that made you, we’ll decide when you can go.

We can’t stand your success, we aren't afraid to let it show,
Just ask Lenny Clark, he’ll be sure to tell you so.
We’re arguing for sport here, and itching for a fight,
We’re obsessed with your presence,
Yet repulsed by your sight.

God loves the city's chosen few congrats to one and all,
You’ve battled to the top my friends, now we’re ready for your fall,
You’ve reached new heights and seen the sights,
Smell the roses while you can,
For another star is falling in Boston tonight!

We’re creatures of habit, nothing ever changes here.
2 a.m last call, so you better buy more beer.
When our teams win it all, all we get’s a rolling rally,
And every goddamn function’s MC’d by Mike O'mally.

It's 2008 and new kids are still the rage,
Well at least we know when they play Peter Wolf won’t come on stage.
The church is in a bind, there’s trouble in the halls,
But it’s that senator from Arlington that tried to grab my balls.

God loves the city's chosen few congrats to one and all,
You’ve battled to the top my friends, now we’re ready for your fall,
You’ve reached new heights and seen the sights,
Smell the roses while you can,
For another star is falling in Boston tonight!

If your name ain't Russell, Williams, Brady, Ortiz, Yaz, Orr, Bird,
This place can be a little tough, some might say absurd.
Dale and Holly build you up while the big show tears you down,
Just like Edgar Renteria, we’ll ship you out of town.

But it’s the GM’s and the owners who’ll take it on the chin,
Cause we don’t want excuses, we just wanna win.
Ya see when losing your everyone’s enemy,
I wish Henry, Kraft and Wyc would kick the shit out of Jeremy.

God loves the city's chosen few congrats to one and all,
You’ve battled to the top my friends, now we’re ready for your fall,
You’ve reached new heights and seen the sights,
Smell the roses while you can,
For another star is falling in Boston tonight!

How about those “Automatics”, Ernie’s got a lot of fans.
They don’t sleep in cheap hotels or ride in crappy vans.
They’re headed for the top, though they may not be there yet,
They’re still the only bar band that’s touring in a jet.

And don’t forget our actors, Chapman, Scannell, Lynch and Goodman,
The directors always seem to make our hometown guys the hoodlum,
But i’ll tell ya finding talent in this town it ain’t easy,
Even Marty had to use a lousy local band from Quincy.

God loves the city's chosen few congrats to one and all,
you’ve battled to the top my friends, now we’re ready for your fall,
you’ve reached new heights and seen the sights,
smell the roses while you can,
for another star is falling in Boston tonight!