Lyrics NOFX – Stoke Extinguisher
Text:
Foreign tabs, powders and booze,
How ludicrous with some much to lose
A tightrope walk on a frayed rope
A discerning slippery slope
«We got it»
Lunatic! The O.G. narcissistic
With a “Me” impotency
A perilous recipe
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Modesty! Is for sure something I lack
A freight train without a track
Only ends in tragedy
What the fuck is wrong with me
Meaningless evocative talks
Racing lips and crushing rocks
Fixing things that weren’t broke
Extinguishing everyone’s stoke
Huh!
Precaution! Then discarding all caution,
I consider every risk of the things I can’t resist
Is there something wrong with
Undergrounds (subterranean),
Public boudoirs (subversive),
Consenting brands (subhuman),
Permanent scars (from thousands of bruise),
Black and blue (submissive),
The status quo (subterfuge),
Warranty (subordinate),
Or bested I know.
Bested I know.
