Useless Songs: A Decade Under The Influence 2006​-​2016

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    This is the official CITIZEN USELESS compilation of our personally chosen "BEST OF" tracks. The tracks included here represent 10 years of drinking and inebriation... touring and fraternising... and basically making music with friends. We offer this to everyone who ever supported us by coming to our shows, drinking with us, touring with us, and sharing the stage... we couldn't have done it without any of you. Peace, Love, Anarchy, and Respect.

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This is the official CITIZEN USELESS compilation of our personally chosen "BEST OF" tracks. The tracks included here represent 10 years of drinking and inebriation... touring and fraternising... and basically making music with friends. We offer this to everyone who ever supported us by coming to our shows, drinking with us, touring with us, and sharing the stage... we couldn't have done it without any of you. Peace, Love, Anarchy, and Respect.

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released December 29, 2016

All music & lyrics by Citizen Useless except tracks 22, 23, 24, 25
"Kill All The EMO Kids", by Potbelly. Lyrics and music by Jason Potbelly Rodger
“Everybody Fight”, by The Dehumanizers.
"Can’t Help Falling in Love", by Hugo Peretti, Luigi Creatore, & George David Weiss
“Together On The Sand” by Steve Kidwiller and NoFX, © 1991

Music and Lyrics © Copyright 2009, 2011, 2013, 2015 & 2016.

Album Produced by Citizen Useless and Uzeless Rekordz
Executive Producers - Dang Dut, J.Sin, and Citizen Useless

Album cover designed by J.Sin

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Tracks originally appeared on the following albums:
Don’t Die For Lies (2009)
The Presidents of the United Mistakes (2011)
Any Port In A Storm (2013)
Many Fingers Make A Fist (2015)
Jakarta Punk City E.P. (2016)

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Formed in Jakarta, Indonesia in the wee hours of 2006 under the influence of lots of beer & good friends. A blend of high- intensity music, distorted guitars, & an integrated mix of straightforward punk &blues-inspired rockabilly coupled with the pop sensibilities of NoFX set to "frappe" is the Citizen Useless sound. ... more

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Track Name: It's Hard To Be A Punk In Aceh
It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
When they wanna shave your hair
Lock you up in a dungeon
Rehabilitate with prayer

It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
Cuz there’s fuck all else to do
(and) They never listen when we say
We don’t wanna be like you!

It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
When all you got are dirty clothes
It’s hard to get a drink
When the bars are always closed

It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
And do what you wanna do
(and) They never listen when we say
We don’t wanna be like you!

We don’t wanna be
controlled by hate
And we don’t wanna live
in a fascist state
We don’t wanna do
What you say
We just wanna live our life
And do it our way

It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
When there’s morons in control
Don’t care about our freedom
Wanna take away our soul

It’s hard to be a punk in Aceh
When you got a job to do
(and) They never listen when we say
We don’t wanna be like you!

We don’t wanna be
controlled by hate
And we don’t wanna live
in a fascist state
We don’t wanna do
What you say
We just wanna live our life
And do it our way
Track Name: The Devil's Dice
Sippin’ on some home brew
In my thirty-six coup
The music’s leading me astray

Talkin’ with some loose lips
Tuck away the crucifix
There’s always something in the way

My heart’s on fire
Can I get a little ice
I never hold back when I make a bet
I’m playing with the devil’s dice

Wrap myself in barbed wire
Standing in the line of fire
Just to get a look at you

Screaming down the Vegas strip
Ready for a guilt trip
I got nothing else to do

Stickman’s got some ill eyes
Playing with some capped dice
Down a couple thousand grand

Betting on some boxcars
Devil’s back against the wall
Pigeon’s got the upper hand

Seven is the sun rise
Snake eyes and my angel cries
Nothing really left to sell

Now I’m at the cross road
A suicide reload
I’ll see all you boys in Hell
Track Name: Sick Of You
Low on money get a job
You sit there like a fucking slob
Had a bad day whoopdee shit
Get the fuck over it

Your flapping lips sound like shit
I don’t care one little bit
About who said this who said that
You’re acting like a little brat

I am getting sick of you
And you’re useless
And your fucking useless bitching too!
I am not insensitive
I just don’t fucking care!

Friends and family got you down
All you do is fucking frown
Whine and bitch and complain
You’re nothing but a constant pain

Got a problem fix it quick
Your whining makes me fucking sick
When the shit hits the fan
Grow a backbone be a man.

I am getting sick of you
And you’re useless
And your fucking useless bitching too!
I am not insensitive
I just don’t fucking care!

My Dad won’t buy me a Lexus
My Mom won’t let me get tattooed
My friends tell me they hate me
I lost my job
Boo hoo
Poor you!

You don’t tell me that you love me
You don’t give me enough money
My girlfriend won’t let me fuck her
I miss you
Boo hoo
Poor You!
Track Name: Too Many Victims
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: I Don't Owe You Anything
Yer standing on your soapbox
The King of the fucking hill
Spewing bullshit from your mouth
Like it’s a fucking thrill

Didn’t give you what you asked
Didn’t bow and kiss your feet
Gave the test, I didn’t pass
What the fuck d’you want from me?

I don’t owe you anything [x4]

Didn’t give the attention you need
Didn’t jump when I was told
Didn’t grovel, beg and bleed
Or fit into your mold

Acting like you’re good as gold
Like the world’s in debt to you
Motherfucker I don’t play those games
What the fuck you going to do?

I don’t owe you anything [x4]

[bridge]

Didn’t give the attention you need
Didn’t jump when I was told
Didn’t grovel, beg and bleed
Or fit into your mold

Acting like you’re good as gold
Like the world’s in debt to you
Motherfucker I don’t play those games
What the fuck you going to do?

I don’t owe you anything [x4]

Anything
Anything
Nothing!
Track Name: Common Enemy
What you touch ain’t always what you see
Your faith is not the same as their belief
Think for yourself. Trust in yourself
We’re fighting with a common enemy

You will live and die on your knees
If you don’t question all authority
It is your right. Stand up and fight.
The system is our common enemy

When the lies hit you in the face, it’s too late
When the cage locks you inside, it’s too late

Sometimes friends ain’t always what they seem
And words of wisdom just ain’t what they mean
Think for yourself. Trust in yourself
We’re fighting with a common enemy

Cuz you drink don’t mean that you’re a drunk
Just cuz you’re young don’t mean that yer a punk
It is your right. Stand up and fight.
The system is our common enemy

When the lies hit you in the face, it’s too late
When the cage locks you inside, it’s too late
Track Name: Belief And Bloodshed
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: The Streets
I walk the streets
Underneath an empty sky
They draw me in
And there is no question why

There is a purpose
To every step that I take
I walk the line
And every turn that I make

It starts a chapter
Tells the world I am free
and every corner
Is a wave upon a sea

That has no ending
So why not open up your mind
And take off that suit
And refuse to be confined

The streets are calling me home
The streets are calling me home
The streets are calling me home
The streets are calling me home

There is a truth
That is there for you to find
If you go looking
Within the galleys of the mind

Where every echo
And every choice that you make
It brings you closer
‘til you know it’s not too late

To let it go
And end it all with good bye
Find some good friends
Who will never ask you why

You walk the streets
Underneath an empty sky
Guitar on your back
And the future in your eyes
Track Name: Repress To Impress
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: Good Times Wasted
Many a morning I’ve awoke on the floor
Vomit-stained shirt and an arm ‘round a whore
Friends pick me up throw me into a cab
Drank so much that I couldn’t pay the tab
Crawl through the door of my girl’s empty home
She kicked my ass out now I’m left all alone
Family is gone and I’m workin’ the docks
Last friend I’ve got is a scotch on the rocks

Good times that I’ve wasted
Getting wasted having good times

I feel my feet call the streets of my past
Don’t really care ‘bout the shadows they cast
Some roads went nowhere and filled full of holes
I walked them all til my boots had no soles
I haven’t felt shame I’ve held my head high
Everyone left me and I’ll never ask why
I shine the bar with a frayed, dirty sleeve
Surrounded by friends who I know will never leave.

Good times that I’ve wasted
Getting wasted having good times

Good times
Wasted

Good times that I’ve wasted
Getting wasted having good times
Track Name: Drink With The Devil
Standing at a crossroads
I had to stop and think.
Should I sell my worthless soul
Just for one more drink?

In my hand an empty glass
But Lucy’d ordered more
I’d let it go for one more drink
Or two, or maybe four?

I’m gonna drink with the devil tonight
I’m gonna drink with the devil tonight
I’m gonna drink with the devil tonight

Ever the whiskey rebel
I wasn’t thinkin’ straight.
I like me drink but this guy has
One hell of an interest rate

With the sex n drugs I’d done
I knew that I was screwed
And sayin’ no just seemed to me
To be a tad bit rude

Handing him my empty
He filled it to the brim
I raise that glass and drink it down
Singin’ the Devil’s hymn

When the bottle was done
I stood up from my chair
Gave Beelzebub my soul
And called it fair and square
Track Name: One Voice
So many people, they wanna keep us down
Yeah they hate us hard and they hate us proud
They call it attitude I call it being true
To Hell with all the rules, don’t tell us what to do

Stand up
Stand strong
Show them that we belong

Stand tall
Stand true
The choice is up to you

Unite
And fight
They’re playing with our lives

One voice
One choice
Now

We are not a tool, We’re not your stepping stones
You got your blindfold on, you’re in the power zone
You sit upon the throne and play the lawful king
Wear the tailored suit to hide the puppet strings

You take away our books, you price up all our meds
Tapping all our phones, put cameras in our heads
You justify with lies to take away our rights
This patriotic bullshit’s not worth the selling price.
Track Name: Me And My Dead Hooker
Everywhere I go
She is by my side
People stop and stare
Or they run and hide

When I take her out
She don’t eat or drink
She’s the perfect date
If you can stand the stink

Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Just me and my dead hooker

Love sees through the worms
And the rotting flesh
I just keep her cool
And she’ll stay fresh

Her body’s pretty stiff
But I cannot complain
If she was a zombie
She’d wanna eat my brains

Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Just me and my dead hooker

I like to take her home
Fuck her every night
It’s the rigor mortis
That makes her really tight

Necrophilia
Has a hold on me
You might think it’s sick
But it’ll always be

Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Me and my dead hooker
Just me and my dead hooker
Track Name: Drink And Screw
Every time we’re sniffing glue
We just want to drink and screw
Chasing gin with bad home brew
We just want to drink and screw
Out on the piss and we’ve had a few
We just want to drink and screw
Even after we fucking spew
We just want to drink and screw

Don’t give a shit ‘bout your kung-fu
We just want to drink and screw
When we pass out and then come to
We just want to drink and screw
These are the only things we do
We drink a lot and then we screw
So all the ladies join the queue
Cuz we just want to drink and screw
YOU!
Track Name: EMO Sucks
You see them everywhere
slinking around malls
with their sad little faces
under goofy hair styles
not a Mohawk, not a Chelsea
their lack of style screaming “help me”

EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!

Not angry ‘nuff to be a punk
Not sad ‘nuff to be a goth
Not smart enough to be a smartass
Not rude enough to be a rude boy
All dressed up just like a whore
Bad enough to suck corporate cock

EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!

Get a haircut you EMO pussy
Pick your lip up off the ground
And wear some black eye shadow
If you wanna be a clown
Go suck your mommy’s tits
And keep your music off the radio.

EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
EMO sucks, EMO sucks, EMO sucks, FUCK YOU!
Track Name: Feed The Animal
In the cat’s cradle lookin’ for love
Cue the dream, it’s never enough
There’s a God in this city of rot
He smells of beer, pussy and pot

Chalk me up
Coming down
Light a fire, now
Feed the animal

I gotta little black baby of mine
I gotta little she’s sweet as wine
I gotta a little black baby of mine
I get a little bit all the time

Took a trip now I’m totally spent
Rockette in my bed, can’t pay the rent
Skin poppin’, burn the main line
Drop the pin n’ I’m feelin’ fine

On the streets, yeah! Lookin’ to score
Fuck the man, we’re ready for war
On broken legs you can never run
Muzzle up, cuz guns are fun
Track Name: Day Of The Dead
don’t like the colour of their skin
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
don’t like the way that they talk
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
want all the shit they’ve got
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
Hey! They’ve got more nukes than we’ve got!
just fuckin’ kill ‘em

the day of the dead
Superpower head to head
children with atomic toys
will stain our streets blood red

the day of the dead
the cruise missiles fly
the cameras will be rolling
and we can watch ourselves die

don’t like the way that they think
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
don’t like the religion they chose
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
don’t like their system of rule
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
blah blah blah
just fuckin’ kill ‘em
Track Name: Racism Is Not Punk
Being a racist
Is not being punk
So burn that swastika
Nazi junk
It’s stupid to think
A person should die
Cuz of race or religion
Or the colour of their eyes

Racism is not punk
Racism is not punk
Racism is not punk
Racism is not fucking punk

Being a racist
Is not being punk
It’s for the weak
It’s for the cunts
With the steel-toed boots
And empty shaved heads
Zieg-heiling a coward
Who shot himself dead!

Raise your fist
And sing with me
End this White power bullshit
Set our scene free
Being a racist
Is not being punk
We’re coming for you
You Nazi fucks!
Track Name: Skin Food 99%
We're all just skin food for the rich
Used up, chewed up, spat in a ditch
Numbers, systems, slaves to the banks
Kneel and pray left, right, in your ranks

We deserve more
than scraps on the floor

We're all just skin food for the rich
Ripped off, lied to, dead in a ditch
(with) Corporate taxes stuck in our ass
We suck the dicks of the upper class

We deserve more
than scraps on the floor
Track Name: My Girlfriend's A Zombie
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: Jakarta Punk City
With boots on the street,
In the tropical heat
This city’s our hope and our home
We may not fit in
(but) we take it on the chin
It’s the only home that we’ve ever known

Justice ain’t fair,
We get jailed for our hair,
We’re beaten and stripped of our pride
We stand and oppose,
But we’re no heroes,
It’s all about the right to survive

In a carbon copied state
Where everyone’s living a lie
Is a system to sedate
To oppress and repress the why
But there’s still a place to go
Where punk didn’t die!

Jakarta, punk city, ini kota kami
Jakarta, punk city, ini kota kami
Yeah!

The system’s corrupt,
But we won’t give up,
We march to our own fucking drum
We fight for reform,
We will never conform,
We refuse to live under their thumb

Punk is our voice,
It’s our life, our choice,
We live by our own set of laws
Blood may be spilled,
But ideas can’t be killed
Cuz YOU’LL be there to take up the cause
Track Name: Kill All The EMO Kids (Bonus Track) (Potbelly Cover)
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: Everybody Fight (Bonus Track) (The Dehumanizers Cover)
My head is filled with violent thoughts
And I like to thrash my head a lot
If my blood keeps pumping I will keep it up all night
And the band keeps playing while
Everybody fights
Everybody fights… right!
Everybody fights
I jump up on the stage and bash my head in
Get thrown back down to try once again
Fighting real hard and I’m fighting to survive
Don’t go in if you fear for your life
It’s a form of entertainment let aggression go
It’s a price to pay a day later you’ll know
And the blood will boil if the temperature is right
And the band keeps playing while
Everybody fights
Everybody fights… right!
Everybody fights
Everybody fight right… NOW.

Fight for your life… fear no man… fear doth blind
Fight for your life… fear no man… fear doth blind
Blind… blind… blind

Well my reasons to thrash are just and right
Ain’t got a job and my future’s not bright
I’m only nineteen and my life’s caved in
It’s not just the town it’s the world I live in
Things ain’t so bad that I can’t have some fun
Say hey Dad some money, says “here you go son”
And the blood will boil if the temperature’s right
And the band keeps playing while
Everybody fights
Everybody fights… right!
Everybody fights
Everybody fights right NOW.
Track Name: (I Can't Help) Falling In Love (Bonus Track) (Elvis Cover)
Wise men say only fools rush in
but I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay
would it be a sin
If I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
some things are meant to be
take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help falling in love with you
for I can't help falling in love with you