Shoot Yourself in the Foot

by Kermit's Finger

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Kermit's Finger's second full-length album

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released June 23, 2004

evil eddie c. (bass/vox)
pete pasted (gutar/vox)
ross clot (drums/vox)

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Kermit's Finger Boston, Massachusetts

Boston three-piece...been called punk, been called garage, been called hardcore...let's look at the math: punk + garage + hardcore = rock. We're good with that.

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Track Name: Do the Panic
Do the Panic

I think I'm gonna do the panic
Yeah, I think I'm goin' paranoid
I'm starting to hate everyone
All the voices sayin', "Get 'em boy!"

My skin is getting tingly - Do the Panic!
My senses come aware - Do the Panic!
My eyeballs start to flicker - Do the Panic
I feel the panic, but I don't know where

Shinging light on every shadow
Looking for that hidden itch
Nothin' can stop him from coming
He's in my head like a stuck-fast tick

There's a riot building in me
Preying on my routine
Laughing at the repition
Waiting for when I least expect it

He thinks he's gonna have a blast
He's gonna make my brain explode
Ringing out from my hell hole
Track Name: Nicotine
Nicotine

We've been together
ten whole years.
Now I wanna
call it off.
I wanna drink coffee
I wanna drink beers
Without you there
to make me cough.

I don't care if I wheezed and choke
'cause all I wanna do is smoke

When we met
I sold my soul
just to make
you my wife.
Now my lungs
are black as coal
and they've taken
years off my life

Now I lie
at night awake
because you treated
me so mean
I got the shivers
and I got the shakes
because I love you
Nicotine!
Track Name: Reddo Giddeon
Reddo Giddeon

Oohh oohh
Oohh oohh
Reddo Gideon - is coming to town

He's an ugly red-haired son of a bitch
who breathes flaming diarrea when he throws a fit.
He's a one-monster army who's out of control.
If you're in his way watch his liquid fire go.

He's -
Reddo Giddeon
Is coming to town - oh no

And from his mouth comes the hot-liquid spew.
It's his weapon of destruction, and it's gonna get you
His eyes are empty, and he stares on and on.
He won't stop the beating 'til everybody's gone
Track Name: Runnin' On Empty
Running on Empty

All of my life,
been running on empty,
now I got nothing left

Now I got nothing left in the tank

Losing grip
Fingers slip
Can’t hold on – reaching reaching
Fall away wondering wondering
Why?

Hold on tight
Don’t let go
Fiercely grit – move mellow slow
Gotta gotta gotta hang on....

All of my life,
been running on empty,
now I got nothing left

Now I got nothing left in the tank

Empty pit
Beneath my feet
Sweat is dripping, teeth are clenching
Tears are welling as I wonder
Why?

Hold on tight
Don’t let go
Fiercely grit – move mellow slow
Gotta gotta gotta hang on....

All of my life,
been running on empty,
now I got nothing left

Now I got nothing left in the tank X 4

Refuse to slip
Fingers grip
Ignore the pain and bleeding bleeding
Don’t get stuck standing wondering
Why?

Hold on tight
Don’t let go
Fiercely grit – move mellow slow
Gotta gotta gotta hang on....
Track Name: What I Don't Know
What I Don’t Know

What I don’t know – I think is gonna kill me

I sit and I watch you on the television,
and you stand there tellin’ me lies.
With a wink and a smile you’re oh so full of guile,
and you’re proud of all your President’s crimes.

What I don’t know – I think is gonna kill me

You stand at the podium actin’ as a shield
for the man who pulls your strings.
Proud of your position - you smile on television.
Does your crap-talk give you wings?

What I don’t know – I think is gonna kill me

What I don’t know – I think is gonna kill me
Track Name: Shut Up
Shut Up

Shut down the show cause you can’t take a joke,
Everyone’s looking at you.
Not fucking stupid, but you’re whacked out on coke,
Why do you do what you do?

There she goes,
Won’t shut up,
Runs her mouth—
Please, shut up!

Your whole life, you’re acting like a clown,
Where do you draw the line?
Your stupid actions are the talk of the town,
You still think everything’s fine.

There she goes,
Won’t shut up,
Runs her mouth—
Please, shut up!

All of the time, you try to be a star,
Open up your eyes.
Take a look around and see where you are,
I think you’ll be surprised!

There she goes,
Won’t shut up,
Runs her mouth—
Please, shut up!
Track Name: Washington
Washington

Washington was a speculator – don’t believe the lies.
Kicked the Scots out of Miller’s Run – even after they offered to buy.
Absentee landlord; he broke the laws that we’re in his way
He rooked his own soldier’s out of their acre’s pay

He’s the face on the dollar bill; I think that I know why
He snatched the most land by grabbin’ it on the sly
He’s Washington – G. Washington
He’s Washington – G. Washington
He’s the father of our country; he’s the man of the hour,
and there’s nothin’ he wouldn’t do to gain more power

He developed water routes – but it was for personal gain
He thought through tolls turn a profit - Never mind the settler’s grain
“Fuck ‘em all,” he said - ‘til he realized the key
If all united, then he’d make out on the Western Territory

He’s the face on the dollar bill; I think that I know why
‘cuz he fooled us into thinkin’ that he wouldn’t tell a lie
He’s Washington – G. Washington
He’s Washington – G. Washington
He’s the father of our country; he’s the man of the hour,
and there’s nothin’ he wouldn’t do to gain more power
Track Name: Pedro-a-go-go
Pedro-a-go-go

Not too big
Not too tall
he can throw that
wicked fast ball

He comes from
the Dominican
That is where
he learned to win.

He’s the guy
that everyone likes
Earns his winning by
throwing strikes

He’s the king of
the Punchado
You know the name
it’s Don Pedro!

He’s the best I’ve ever seen
You know his name
It’s Pedro Martinez, yeah!
Track Name: One More Beer
One More Beer

WHISTLE

You know we just can’t help it
We keep puttin’ ‘em away
We drink until we’re shitfaced
Then we sleep the whole next day

The bottles keep on comin’
And the fridge is never through
We just don’t know when to quit
So know we say to you

Come on - one more beer – one more beer,
one more beer, and we’ll get on outta here

Tomorrow we’ll apologize for getting’ in your face
There’s no excuse for any of this serious lack of grace
But for tonight just give us beer, so we can forget
We’ve said it before, we’ll say it again, “We don’t know when to quit.”

So come on - one more beer – one more beer,
one more beer, and we’ll get on outta here

WHISTLE

One more beer – one more beer,
one more beer, and we’ll get on outta here

You know we just can’t help it
We keep puttin’ ‘em away
We drink until we’re shitfaced
Then we sleep the whole next day

The bottles keep on comin’
And the fridge is never through
We just don’t know when to quit
So know we say to you

So come on - one more beer – one more beer,
one more beer, and we’ll get on outta here
Track Name: Dark Like a Dungeon (trad.)
Dark Like a Dungeon

Come all you fellows, so young and so fine,
Seek not your fortune way down in the mine;
It’ll dampen your heart, it’ll darken your soul,
Till the flow of your blood runs as dark as the coal.

Cause it’s dark like a dungeon, damp as the dew
The danger is double, the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines;
It’s dark like a dungeon way down in the mines

There’s many a young man I’ve seen in my day
Who spent their whole lives just slaving away;
Like a fiend with his dope or a drunkard his wine,
A man will have lust for the lure of the mine.

Cause it’s dark like a dungeon, damp as the dew
The danger is double, the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines;
It’s dark like a dungeon way down in the mines

I hope when I die and the ages shall roll
My body will blacken, and turn into coal.
Then I’ll look from the door of my heavenly home,
And pity the miner that’s digging my bones!

Cause it’s dark like a dungeon, damp as the dew
The danger is double, the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines;
It’s dark like a dungeon way down in the mines

One More Time!!

Cause it’s dark like a dungeon, damp as the dew
The danger is double, the pleasures are few
Where the rain never falls and the sun never shines;
It’s dark like a dungeon way down in the mines
Track Name: Better, Cheaper, Faster
Better, Cheaper, Faster

Better, Cheaper, Faster
Not now, but yesterday
It’s the American way!
Track Name: This Is What I Wanted
This is what I wanted, this is what I asked for,
This is what wanted, now you take it away;
This is what I wanted, this is what I worked for,
This is what wanted, now you took it away.

And when you say there’s no point in going on,
Don’t you think I figured it out?
And when you say it’s all been done before,
Just you shut your mouth, ‘cause

This is what I wanted, this is what I asked for,
This is what wanted, now you take it away;
This is what I wanted, this is what I worked for,
This is what wanted, now you took it away.

And when you say I’m getting too old for this,
Just you wait another year
And when you say that I’m wasting my life,
I don’t want to hear, ‘cause

This is what I wanted, this is what I asked for,
This is what wanted, now you take it away;
This is what I wanted, this is what I worked for,
This is what wanted, now you took it away.

And when you say I’m getting too old for this,
Just you wait another year
And when you say that I’m wasting my life,
I don’t want to hear, ‘cause

This is what I wanted, this is what I asked for,
This is what wanted, now you take it away;
This is what I wanted, this is what I worked for,
This is what wanted, now you took it away.
Track Name: Kiss My Twat
Kiss My Twat

Neighbor’s knockin’ on the door
Just can’t take it anymore
Pounding loudly on the wall
We’re pounding back ‘til the plaster falls

It’s only ten, and they can’t take it
Turn up the volume ‘til we break it
It’s not a party, but it sounds like one
We’re making noise just for fun

Kiss my twat - she said, yeah

Drinks have kept on flowin’
We’re all pretty drunk
Gottin’ in a fight or two
But it’s all a bunch of bunk

Now it’s really late
The noise has never stopped
We’re standin’ at the top of the stairs
When she let’s these words drop, yeah

Kiss my twat – she said, yeah
Track Name: Big Asshole, No Dick
Big Asshole, No Dick

I got arrested for
putting up a sticker
because that fuckin’ cop had
nothin’ better to do.
I got arrested for
putting up a sticker
because that fuckin’ cop is
a big asshole with no dick!
Track Name: Drill It In
Drill It In

Open up your eyes – don’t you realize
Ignorance is sin – ooo I wanna drill it in

Sugarcoated minds; propaganda lines
Coffins made of tin – ooo I wanna drill it in

You got nothin’ worthwhile left to say
Media dictation’s your conversation of the day

Creased and dimpled thighs; ball fields made of tires
Panties getting’ thin – ooo I wanna drill it in

Overweight as crime; complaining all the time
Your sloth is my chagrin – ooo I wanna drill it in