The Presidents of the United Mistakes
by Citizen Useless
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Too Many Victims
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Belief and Bloodshed
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Suits
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Repress to Impress
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My Girlfriend's a Zombie
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ADC
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Drunkaholic
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Waste My Time
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Alcohol-Like
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Hopeless
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No Way Out
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released 01 August 2011
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Anti-emo warriors Citizen Useless formed in Jakarta, Indonesia in 2006. Their eclectic blend of high-intensity music, distorted guitars & sick live shows is an integrated mix of mid-era Agnostic Front, straightforward punk ala U.S. Bombs, and the pop sensibilities of NoFX set to "frappe." This ain't no nice frilly punk, so hide your booze and your daughters when these boys roll into town. ... more
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Aug 2011 -
Aug 2009
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- Track Name: Too Many Victims
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There’s guns on the streets
There’s guns in our schools
Guns in church
In the hands of fools
There’s guns in the clubs
There’s guns in the diners
Guns at home
In the hands of minors
What the fuck is going on?
Can’t step outside our freedom is gone.
Bullets are flying and people are dying
Peace sells but nobody’s buying.
Shot in the back
Shot in the face
Shot by mistake
What a fucking waste
Shot in the head
Shot in the chest
Shot like a dog
For being a pest
What the fuck is going on?
Can’t step outside our freedom is gone.
Bullets are flying and people are dying
Peace sells but nobody’s buying.
Guns overseas
Sold to our kids
Guns for the world
To the highest bids
There’s too many victims
There’s too many victims
There’s too many victims
There’s too many victims - Track Name: Belief and Bloodshed
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They never asked me
When they sent me off to war
And I never knew
What the fuck I was fighting for
Handed me a gun
Taught me how and who to hate
Took away my mind
Marched me out to meet my fate
[Chorus]
Belief
And bloodshed
Killing in the name of oil
Killing in the name of God
Let’s just sit and watch ‘em die
For a larger piece of pie
Now I’m lying here
Covered in the blood of friends
I try and think back
Does this justify the end?
All I’m fighting for
A bunch of pricks in Armani suits
So they can have more
Polish on their cowboy boots
[Chorus]
[Solo]
[Chorus]
Sitting in the dark
Thinking of the friends I’d lost
Waiting for the dawn
It’s what a soldier’s life cost
Cuz all I’m fighting for
is a bunch of pricks in Armani suits
So they can have more
Polish on their cowboy boots - Track Name: Kill all the EMO Kids (Potbelly)
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Let’s kill all the EMO bands I’m sick of this stupid fad
What’s this stupid whiney shit wha wha wha
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids
HIM drives me fucking mad boys in make up what a fad
Love metal can suck a dick now slice your wrist
And get it over with…
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids
Let’s kill all the EMO Kids - Track Name: I Drink I Have a Thinking Problem
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It’s 4am and I should be in bed
Instead I’m hanging out getting out of my head
I'm seeing double and I'm seeing stars
I keep on waking up on the floor in bars
I drink I have a thinking problem
I'm not so blind I can’t see
I drink I have a thinking problem
That’s the problem with me
But I don't see any reason why we shouldn't have some fun
And if you don't see any reason, let’s drink another one
Being a wild rover can sure take its toll
I've been beaten and broken and left in a hole
Maybe straight edge is the way to go?
I’ll never find out ‘cause I'm always drunk and it shows
I drink I have a thinking problem
I'm not so blind I can’t see it
I drink I have a thinking problem
That’s the problem with me
But I don't see any reason why we shouldn't have fun
And if you don't see any reason, let’s drink another one - Track Name: Suits
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You tell us
That we’re friends
Nothing but bullshit
You just pretend
Spoiled stupid
A classic case
Of say one thing
Then turn your face
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don’t tell us to
Do it your way
Wear this makeup
Wear these clothes
It’s all about style
Everyone knows
Sing about love
So you don’t offend
It’s not about music
Just the trend
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don’t tell us to
Do it your way
You dickless cowards
Hide behind desks
Planning on who
To fuck over next
Armani suits
But they’re all fakes
You cocksucking pricks
Don’t have what it takes
To Say what you mean
Mean what you say
Don’t tell us to
Do it your way
This is our life
This is our way
We won’t let you
Throw it away. - Track Name: Repress to Impress
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They live their lives by a simple code
Impress to repress with nothing owed
Democracy has grown old and fat
Fuck equality, Fascism’s back!
Sitting high on a pile of dough
Smokin’ a joint, dick in a ho
Sittin’ pretty, finger on the trigger
Got the world, want something bigger!
Impress ‘em
Promise them their rights
Give ‘em everything they want
But only if they’re white
Repress ‘em
Take away their rights
Degrade ‘em til they’re worth nothing
And refuse to stand and fight
They live their lives by a simple code
Impress to repress with nothing owed
Take from the young, grow old and fat
Support the rich on the poor man’s back.
Do as they say, not as they do
Sheep among wolves, we don’t have a clue
Stuffing their pockets with slumlord cash
And still we kiss their corporate ass!
Impress ‘em
Wear a friendly mask
Talk the talk and fake the walk
Extend the olive branch
Repress ‘em
Kick ‘em when they’re down
Lie, betray, cheat ‘n steal
Burn ‘em to the ground
Sitting high on a pile of dough
Smokin’ a joint, dick in a ho
Sittin’ pretty, finger on the trigger
Got the world, want something bigger! - Track Name: My Girlfriend's a Zombie
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My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
She looks all right to me
My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
Undead apathy
She said she had a little pain
When Trioxin got into her veins
Her skin has gone a little pale
But she’s still a sexy piece of tail
It doesn’t matter that she’s dead
I just tie her to the bed
I know it’s wrong to use the chains
But she keeps on trying to eat my brains
My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
She looks all right to me
My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
Undead apathy
She’s my girl and she’s one of a kind
Yeah she’s a corpse, I’m not blind
I keep her locked in the shed
But she got out and she fed
I didn’t know how to react
She ate the neighbor and her cat
Now the army’s taking her away
But I’m wanna marry her someday
My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
She looks all right to me
My Girlfriend’s a Zombie
Undead apathy - Track Name: ADC
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I am sorry to refuse
But I am getting sick of you
I’ve always been your fucking dog
I am sorry to resist
But I am getting bored of this
I won’t live by your fucking rules
I am sorry to evolve
It’s a problem you cannot solve
I won’t live with your fucking lies
I am sorry to fight back
You call yourself a Mom and Dad
You treat me like your fucking slave
Don’t tell me what to do
Don’t tell me what to say
This is my fucking life
I’m gonna do it my way
Don’t tell me your beliefs
Don’t tell me your lies
I’ve lived with your bullshit
You think you’re so wise
Don’t tell me to be polite
My life was shortchanged
Fuck you Mom and Dad my
Attitude did change
You know what Mom and Dad? I’m not you. I don’t want to be you.
You threatened me to follow and took away my life.
Always do as I say and not as I do.
Lead by example, have you ever heard of that!?
You’re fucking pathetic.
Fuck you.
I’m done with this. - Track Name: Drunkaholic
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Yes I am a drunkaholic!
I love being drunkaholic!
Let’s all be drunkaholics!
Drink more booze drunkaholic!
It’s 8am and I’m getting drunk
Haven’t studied don’t care if I flunk.
Wearin’ same clothes smell like a skunk
Ask if I care, Don’t give a fuck!
Yes I am a drunkaholic!
I love being drunkaholic!
Let’s all be drunkaholics!
Drink more booze drunkaholic!
Playin Xbox and playing Wii
Smoking a joint piss where I sleep
Drinking a beer watchin’ TV
Listening to Propagandhi!
Yes I am a drunkaholic!
I love being drunkaholic!
Let’s all be drunkaholics!
Drink more booze drunkaholic!
Go to the gig stumble on stage
Scream out a song get out the rage
Give a chick a beer cuz she’s under age
Now she wants me to fuck her backstage - Track Name: Waste My Time
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Why do I believe what you say
When you tell me you’re on your way
Now I sit around all day
With my life wasting away
If you’re gonna suck my time
Don’t waste your breath with your lies
Better that you suck my dick
Than waste my time you fucking prick
Don’t you know I got things to do
Other than waiting for you
And when you show don’t give me shit
Because I call you a fucking twit
If you’re gonna suck my time
Don’t waste your breath with your lies
Better that you suck my dick
Than waste my time you fucking prick
Sick and tired of waiting for you
Your bullshit lies are nothing new
I’m sorry to be be blunt
But it’s called respect you fucking cunt
If you’re gonna suck my time
Don’t waste your breath with your lies
Better that you suck my dick
Than waste my time you fucking prick
- Track Name: Alcohol-Like
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Gives lots of pleasure
Gives lots of pain
Bad for my kidneys
Fun for my brain
Pagi mabuk
It’s all right
Anggur merah
Find a fight
Searching for heaven
In a glass of beer
Suck down some vino
Chase away the fears
Siang mabuk
It’s all right
Anggur merah
Start a fight
Wake in the morning
I don’t have a clue
What happened last night?
What did I do?
Malam mabuk
It’s all right
Anggur merah
Win the fight - Track Name: Hopeless
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Looking for an escape a reason to sway
Don’t wanna fight don’t wanna decay
A knife in the gut’s not the only way
To keep the forces of evil at bay
Turn your back and forget your name
Not living your life cuz it’s just a game?
If you don’t fight it you’re to blame
Hopeless
In your mind, you think it’s fine,
Not this time, Hopeless
Take the stage, feel the rage,
Like a cage, hopeless
Build a wall, standing tall,
Fuck em all, hopeless
Empty friends, hollow trends,
It never ends, hopeless
Kneel on the ground and pick up your guts
Take out a needle and sew it all shut
It’s never safe when the wolves are about
It’s always the same when you’re caught in a rut
Burn it black and erase your name
Live your life like it’s just a game
Fuck shit up it’s all the same
Hopeless - Track Name: No Way Out
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Born into a world
Filled with war and pain
Grew up on the streets
Not knowing who to blame.
Suck a teacher’s dick
Just to graduate
And spend 20 years
In a job you fucking hate.
There’s no way out, is there? No way out.
You sit behind a desk
Wife and kid at home
Wallowing in Hell
That chills you to the bone.
You were never there
Are you even here?
You've been brainwashed
With a life of hate and fear.
Basking in the glow
Of the nightly news
The anchor filled you in
And gave you all the clues.
We are all to blame
And it all began to burn
The bullet in the gun
Was the only place to turn.
