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Shut Your Mouth (2001)

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Track
Title
Duration
 
Length:
45:48

Original Epic/Sony Records Australian version

Track
Title
Duration
1
Everything's Fucked
1:40
2
Runaway
1:24
3
Coming Home
2:29
4
Had Enough
2:48
5
She's Not Happy
2:26
6
War
2:30
7
Dance-ecution
2:05
8
Nothing's Wrong
2:15
9
Rats In The Walls
3:13
10
Cheer Up
2:50
11
Home Made Video
3:00
12
The Best Guy
2:46
13
Local Resident Failure
3:02
14
My Girlfriend's A Man
2:45
15
I Love Fucking Up
2:52
16
Don't Let The Bastards Keep You Down
2:23
 
Length:
40:28

USA and re-released Australian versions

Track
Title
Duration
1
Everything's Fucked
1:40
2
Had Enough
2:48
3
Runaway
1:24
4
Coming Home
2:29
5
All Hail The Weekend
2:38
6
Home Made Video
3:00
7
The Best Guy
2:46
8
Dance-ecution
2:05
9
Nothing's Wrong
2:15
10
Rats In The Walls
3:13
11
Cheer Up
2:50
12
Local Resident Failure
3:02
13
War
2:30
14
Sodom The Clown
2:42
15
I Love Fucking Up
2:52
16
Don't Let The Bastards Keep You Down
2:23
 
Length:
40:37
1. Everything's Fucked (1:40) Back to tracklist

Head is up your arsehole as you move along
Walk around pretending that there is nothing wrong
Don't like thinking of whose getting your rent or
Environment, religion or the government
My car's running well on human blood
Olympics build on toxic mud
Whose going to keep it so clean and tidy
And who plays the keyboards in Killing Heidi

Not trying to tell you to do nothing about it
If there is something to say don't say it shout it
I used to think the worst thing was my footrot
Stupid me, then my heart stopped

Now everything is fucked!

People searching endlessly for someone to believe
Everyone is addicted to real TV
Environmental fuckups everyday of the month
What happens, when the Prime Minister is a racist cunt
The gap is ever widening, the rich and the poor
People go to prison just for breaking the law
TV is not the same without Mike Whitney
Well roll me over and call my Brittney

Now everything is fucked!

Not trying to tell you to do nothing about it
If there is something to say don't say it shout it
I used to think the worst thing was my chest cough
Stupid me, then my heart stopped

Now everything is fucked!

2. Runaway (1:24) Back to tracklist

I've been living on a quarter of speed
And I don't wanna die
I'm damn near drowned in a pile of sick
No, I don't wanna die
Smashed up face in a parking lot
Fucked up head from too much pot
I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away
Run away, run away, run away
We come down hard in the light of day
I know the reason why
You self-centered fuck faced son of a bitch
Not cool to live a lie
Let's go out in the city tonight
We're making a scene then doing it twice
I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away
Run away, run away, run away
Run, running, run, run away
Run, running, run, run away
Run, running, run, run away
Run, running, run, run away
Time runs out at the best of times
Can't go back to the end of the line
I got to, got to, got to, got to, run, run, run away
Run away, run away, run away
Run away, run away, run away, run away

3. Coming Home (2:29) Back to tracklist

I need to cut my fingernails,
And I avoid reflections they're not help to my cause,
I quote a line from a movie that seems funny at the time,
No I won't say it again, I had a dream that I learn to write,
on the phone I can't get the time right,
On the next train when it comes now I'm coming home,
I get excited by an interesting moment,
Then I liken it to something that I've heard of before,
I try to censor all my senses at once resulting in the fact that I am terminally bored,
I was born to stay awake, I don't want to think of how much more I can take,
I'll catch the next train when it comes,
Now I'm coming home, I lay wake and I dream of sleep,
Well I'm no good with numbers so I'm fucking all the sheep,
My eyes are closed but my mine is closed too,
I don't know what that means so I won't say it again,
Such a straggle to stay awake, don't want to think of how much more I can take,
I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I'm coming home.

Enough said, too much room in my heard, I'm missing all our dying plants,
I miss the warm bed, a longing sense is so hard to attack,
I think of all the good things now I want to comes back,
I'm not complaining about the life I'm in,
If I did I wouldn't know where to begin,
So I will shut up, turn on the light, now I'm coming home
Well I'm on the next train when it comes, now I'm coming home,
And I guess the bus is leaving soon, now I'm coming home.

4. Had Enough (2:48) Back to tracklist

I've had enough, morning papers chill me to the bone,
Eyes sewn shut, stilted conversation breaking up,
Heads cracking up, biological depression, drugs aren't enough,
The travesty of science waking up, I've had enough,
My thinning blood, reaction-based anxiety, I've had enough,
Frustration isn't helping, turning black, decisions suck,
Immobilized from hair down to my feet blue coming up,
Optimism wretched in my throat, no working parts,
Broken like a train disaster, I've had enough,
My thinning blood, reaction-based anxiety,
I've had enough, my thinning blood, concentrated therapy,
No getting out, no question of a head start fair or fake,
No getting up, knuckles smashing windows in my wake,
Like throwing up, nausea restricting loving host,
Mistrusted start, chemical replacement in my head,
I've had enough, my thinning blood, reaction based anxiety
I've had enough, my thinning blood, concentrated therapy

5. She's Not Happy (2:26) Back to tracklist

Light 'em up
Face down on the waterbed
She's not happy, she's not happy
Tongue tied face burning red
He's not happy, he's not happy
Got a house, it's nice like a disco
Some pumping tunes on the stereo
Just relax yeah get in the mood
Feeling tough with a new tattoo
Run down, and his eyes are red
She's not happy, she's not happy
There's a pill is what the doctor said
He's not happy, he's not happy
In love, a new four poster bed
Turning a mountain into an egg
Good old boys a thousand miles away
It's time to give up hope
Have you ever played pool with a piece of rope?
Gonna live to fight another day
The best of times and then the worst if times
Just when everything was going fine
This anxiety you've got to be free
But then you hear the 'it's not you, it's me'
Face down on the waterbed
She's not happy, she's not happy
Tongue tied face burning red
He's not happy, he's not happy (ad neuseum)

6. War (2:30) Back to tracklist

Lights out on the street tonight
Walking alone in the fading light
Vague sounds of a distant band
The desperate howls of a one night stand
Thin smile and clenching fist
Scoping tags like sniffing piss
Stay in control as the tension mounts
Magnetic pull from north to south
And I wish I had the resolution
skills to walk away
It never happens quite that way
Do you want to start a war?

Base thump on the stereo
Tongue tied and I want to know
Cut and dried, I'm all cut up
Sting like amphetamines and ready to go
And I wish I had the resolution
skills to walk away
It never happens quite that way
Do you want to start a war?

Do you want to stand up and keep your head held high?
Can you place yourself on the other side?
Do you remember what you're fighting for?
Do you really want to start a war?
Always searching for some answers or some cigarettes
I'd be happy either way.
Do you want to start a war?

7. Dance-ecution (2:05) Back to tracklist

I'll keep moving till the day I die
Dance-ecution
I feel the rhythm till my final hour
Dance-ecution
I'm not feeling so low, dancing on death row
Boogie my way to the guillotine
Dance-ecution
Electric chair's not so obscene
Dance-ecution
Feet won't stop moving alas, waiting for the gas
Upon our judgement day, we'll dance the night away
Bring new meaning to 'that swinging sound'
Dance-ecution
Do the marimba 6 feet underground
Dance-ecution
I'm not feeling so low, dancing on death row
Upon our judgment day, we'll dance the night away
Don't have to move a lot, in front of the firing squad
Lethal injection's no pain, when you do that charlston again

8. Nothing's Wrong (2:15) Back to tracklist

I don't feel comfortable in the emperor's new clothes
I talked of ecstasy, you said 'I'll have one of those
I wouldn't listen, no I wouldn't change my mind
I'll be alright, you'll be fine
Something wrong, there's something wrong
There's something, don't you see
There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong
There's nothing wrong with me
I talked of politics you were easily led
Even if I know nothing about any government
You wouldn't listen and I wouldn't change my mind
You'll be alright, I'll be fine
Something wrong, there's something wrong
There's something, don't you see
There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong
There's nothing wrong with me
Something wrong, there's something wrong
Something, don't you see
There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong
Nothing wrong with me
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong
You never noticed when all around has turned to shit
It doesn't bother you a bit
Something wrong, there's something wrong
There's something, don't you see
There's nothing wrong, there's nothing wrong
There's nothing wrong with me
Something wrong, there's something wrong
Something, don't you see
There's nothing wrong, theres' nothing wrong
Nothing wrong

9. Rats In The Walls (3:13) Back to tracklist

Hey there believers
Best thing I can do is keep you all in the dark
Hey there believers
Thank you for another sympathetic remark
But I can see who is watching over me
Only dark clouds break, wash the filth into the sea
My revelations, was not that good but it's still locking me in
My medication, it hold me stable and it's keeping me thin
But wait and see I am not some prodigy
And I can't love all these angels after me
Well don't pick me up when I crash to the ground
Don't try and stop me falling
Have a drink when I'm waiting for the final call
Don't you rescue me
With the worms in the bedroom and the rats in the walls
It's a wonder I get anything done at all
With the bottle and the pipe and the cards up-faced
I never ever ever want to leave this place
Well don't pick me up when I crash to the ground
Don't try and stop me falling
Have drink when I'm hungry for the final call
Don't you rescue me
Well should I feel ashamed when our heroes weep?
Is that the sound I hear as I go to sleep?
When god's in his heaven all is wring with the world
Don't you rescue me

10. Cheer Up (2:50) Back to tracklist

I thought I saw you crying on the stage
It must have been embarrassing
for some of your age
Success can't be that fun
You sweat, it makes your makeup run
I guess that's why you're full of all that rage
It seems as though we're left behind
'cause we're just normal guys
Haven't got the cash to empathize
Just cheer up
Get over it
Cheer up you little whinging shit
You bear your soul upon the lyric sheet
The pain you feel behind closed doors
of your penthouse suite
The tour bus and the backstage pass
The record company kiss your arse
The heavy burden of celebrity
It's not really hard to bare
Fucking easy life
And maybe one day you will realize
Open up your eyes and
Cheer up
It's the lucky few
That do the job you do
Now let me wipe away those tears
Take another pill, I'll buy you one of those expensive beers
Send a statement to the press
We'll talk about professional stress
They don't know the pain you feel
of another million dollar deal
So cheer up
Don't be such a nob
If it's so damn hard get a fucking job
Things don't look that bad
You're rich so don't be sad
Chief there's nothing wrong
You're not in Frenzal Rhomb, so fucking cheer up.

11. Home Made Video (3:00) Back to tracklist

You shook us all up
You tripped us all out
You want to go far
At home you're a star
To tell you the truth
I didn't know it was you
Beyond the limit, so poorly lit
It's alright, you can't see your face at all
It's alright, you can see your
weren't so obscene, 'til the cinema queen
We weren't to know, put on quite a show
It's alright, you can't see your face at all
It's alright, you can't see your face
And now my blood runs cold
As my memory unfolds
In the background it was raining
Those familiar sounds
Bury my head in my hands
On the screen my face is smiling
It's alright

12. The Best Guy (2:46) Back to tracklist

Like to think I'm the best there is at putting myself down
Here's to looking at trading places with anyone in town
The way you light that cigarette
The smoke never hits your eyes
Wishing I was you, you're the best guy
So good looking and confident
When you're lacking personality
Nothing matters when you back it up with five beers
A line of speed, scintillating conversation
I know that I should try
Wishing I was you you're the best guy
Now I stand in front of you
I hope that I could die
Wishing I was you you're the best guy
As many friends as there are bodies placed in your field of view
Does that explain why I'm so incensed when you do the things you do
Jealousy's the most destructive, a bitter waste of time
Wishing I was you you're the best guy
Well I lost my faith in everything, severed all my ties
Wishing I was you you're the best guy

13. Local Resident Failure (3:02) Back to tracklist

Black it out
Like a war-torn city
Black it out
I still deny
I will decide
I will deny
Positively charged most of the time
Take a breath and toe the line
I never want to fill this space
Block it out
When the bright light's hurting
Block it out
Still pretend
It all depends
I will pretend
That nothing went wrong along the way
No regrets
I hear me say
Looking up from both sides now
I still feel the same
I don't feel the same
Next stop alternative failure
Today isn't turning out that good
Feel like the local resident failure
But I still feel misunderstood
Cut it out
Round the headlines flashing
Cut it out
I'm allowed
Unique mistakes
Yeah, I'm allowed
Drive me away to a better place
Start to believe that I'm a stupid waste
Time moves quicker in my wake
I still feel the same, I don't feel the same
Next stop, alternative failure
Today isn't turning out that good
Feel like the local resident failure
And I still feel misunderstood
Flat knocked down in a city street
Machine won't let me go to sleep
It's obvious today is not my day
Must have offended someone before
Six men kicking through my door
Apparently today is not my day
Black it out, black it out
Still pretend, I will pretend
That nothing went wrong along the way
No regrets I hear me say
Looking up from both sides now
I don't feel the, I still feel the same

Chemicals spilt in the bathroom sink
Another cockroach in my drink
Apparently today is not my day
Clearly now today is not my day

14. My Girlfriend's A Man (2:45) Back to tracklist

Sure don't bother me
Her androgeny
My girlfriend treats me oh so fine
Yeah she takes care of everything all the time
My girlfriend loves to dine and romance
Well there ain't nothing she needs to enhance
My girlfriend she hangs out with the guys
She definitely is the apple of my eye
I love her so much she's the star of my life
My girlfriend might someday be my wife
Sure don't bother me, your androgeny
My girlfriend has a beautiful smile
My girlfriend runs the fastest mile
My girlfriend is my biggest fan
My girlfriend is a man
I love the way she gets a little rough
She slaps me down when I am acting tough
I love the way she never gives up hope
Without her strength I'd be unable to cope
I know nothing's amiss when you stand to piss
My girlfriend has a beautiful face
My girlfriend lifts me out of this place
My girlfriend has a snow white tan
My girlfriend is a man
Sure don't bother me
Her androgeny
I know nothing's amiss when you stand to piss
I'm gonna love her all I can (my girlfriend is a man)
She's the best in all the lad (my girlfriend is a man)
I'm gonna love her
I'm glad she's not my brother
My girlfriend is a man

15. I Love Fucking Up (2:52) Back to tracklist

I liked you better you were running on top
Taught you to dance and you told me to stop
Get on the freeway at two hundred and five
That's not the limit when you're learning to drive
I always marvel at decisions I make
Eight hundred thousand two hundred and fifty mistakes
No good a fighting and I'm no good in bed
Thought it was raining when you pissed down my leg
I'm having trouble with my Saturday night
Thought your stool sample was vegemite
I broke my arm when I was going berserk
And now I play the guitar but my fingers don't work
'cause I love fucking up
I got a stereo I couldn't afford
I got a mobile and I asked for a cord
Two speed automatic washing machine
I took it to the Laundromat to get my clothes clean
I always wonder at the decisions I make
Twenty seven hundred thousand stupid mistakes
'cause I love fucking up
I thought I can't get no satisfaction was by the Rollins band
And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand
Another funny anecdote, at my expense
I didn't find it that funny, thought it didn't make sense
Sentences I can't construct
Teenagers I will corrupt
'cause I love fucking up
I thought I can't get no satisfaction was by the Rollins band
And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand
If the deaf dumb blind kid gave a speech then I would interrupt
'casue I love fucking up

16. Don't Let The Bastards Keep You Down (2:23) Back to tracklist

Ever felt you've been at the bottom of the barrel
There isn't any sunlight and there's no room to extend your arms and legs
Have you ever felt like someone's always criticizing everything about you
Don't let the bastards keep you down
Don't let them no don't let the ones that you trusted
Loyalty for granted
When it comes to the crunch and you don't know where to turn they'll try
and make you believe them, it's in your best interests
But they're not the ones that burn
Don't let the bastards keep down
Don't let them, no don't let them
And I can't help falling in love with you
[Incomprehensible] free and falling and then believe them
Telling that your life has just been worthless as shit
I don't like them but you're asking me to choose them
Fuck right up and try to get above me
Don't let the bastards keep you down
Don't let them, no, don't let them
Don't let the bastards hold you down
Don't let them, no, don't let them
Don't let the bastards keep you down
Don't let them, no, don't let them
Don't let the bastards keep you down
Don't let them, no, don't let them

17. All Hail The Weekend (2:38) Back to tracklist

Kneel down, to the one who loves,
Every little thing about you, that you're not confident of,
Pray, to the one who waits, for five long days of torment,
that make you sauvate,

Have faith, in what creates,
An overwhelming sense of freedom, in which we all relate,
Fall down, doesn't mean you're meek,
Looking forward to the nightmare of the working week,


Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,

Packed full of broken hearts,
And plans to write a movie even got someone to play the part,
Big words, and big ideas,
To put them into action needs another beer,

Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,
All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
where it ends is still a mystery,

Laugh, you're not alone,
In feeling trapped inside this cycle on your own
Break out, It's not too late,
Protecting your identity the most important thing today,

All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
Where it ends is still a mystery,
Monday's made for fighting, tuesday's made of shit,
And if the other three days would go away the weekend would last a week,
All hail the weekend, it makes no difference to me,
Where it ends is still a mystery.

18. Sodom The Clown (2:42) Back to tracklist

Once twice, his shoes are oversized,
He's got three, or four, friends bur never more
Try and squash in the car, drive around in circles,
Until he goes crash, we find,
There's other things on his mind,

He's so happy, but that's not that funny, sodom the clown,
He makes us smile and frown,

He loves to dance, and play those funny games,
Now that the lights are off, whispering our names,
Wiping the smile away, it' not a happy day,
Out that's just the way it goes,
Oh that's not a red nose,

He's so happy, but that's not that funny, sodom the clown,
He loves to bring us down,

We laugh, we cry, if it hurts we don't ask why,
We laugh, we cry, cross our hearts and hope to die,
We laugh, we cry, if it hurts we don't ask why,
We laugh, we cry, cross our hearts and hope to die

Blowing balloons, no ones immune,
Hum a sad, sad tune,
Flower squirts your face,
Spending his life disgrace,

We laugh, we cry, if it hurts we don't ask why,
We laugh, we cry, cross our hearts and hope to die,
We laugh, we cry, if it hurts we don't ask why,
We laugh, we cry, cross our hearts and hope to die,
We laugh, we cry, we laugh, we cry,
We laugh, we cry, we laugh, we cry

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