But seriously, SOJH is probably not the best band in the world. That's a little bit of an exaggeration. SOJH has played tons of shows with all these bands and sold a lot of records on our own. We've gone through four vans and been a lot of places. Our guitar player quit a while ago. So we wrote a bunch of songs and recorded an album without him. Now we have a new guitar player, a new van, and a new album. Lots of kids like us, that part is true too.
We are going to stay humble and awesome at the same time. We really don't have rock star attitudes. If you bothered to read our bio this far you may realize that now. If not you'd think we are a bunch of pretentious self-serving assholes from our over-the-top band bio. Most likely you didn't read anything at all. Oh well. I try to make these things interesting but that's nearly impossible. Thanks for wasting your time.
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Straight Outta Junior High, or SOJH, is a Nebraska Punk Rock or "Wunk Rock" band formed in 2000.
The original lineup was a 3 piece band of Stuart, Louie, and Nate. They formed to play a battle of the bands and kept playing. Boxcar Brian was added shortly and drummed on Ray of Hope. The band replaced Boxcar with Matt in 2002. Matt played on Kiss of Deaf and every SOJH album after that. Stuart moved on and the band recorded Mongoloid Monarchy with only Nate, Louie, and Matt. Benji joined soon after and played lead guitar. The band released 6 older songs that the band had worked on with Stuart in 2006, called Six Stories. The band continued to play shows and released Sharknocerous in 2009 and a 3 song EP called Lamb of Godzilla in 2010.
Wasted
Straight Outta Junior High Lyrics
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Why's my big brain giving birth to a baby and it's crying and kicking in my head?
That's the last time I get drunk.
That's the last time I get wasted. That's the last time I have sex with someone I don't know.
Yeah, but I can see my life is fucked. Yeah, but I can see my life is wasted. Yeah, but I can see the bars are open so let's get another round.
Why did someone shave my head and write dork in magic marker all over my face?
They hooked up last night, there's condoms all over the place.
That's the last time I get drunk.
That's the last time I get wasted. That's the last time I wake up in someone else's clothes.
Yeah, but I can see my life is fucked. Yeah, but I can see my life is wasted. Yeah, but I can see the bars are open so let's get another round.
Where did I loose my cell phone?
Who stole all of my cologne?
Why the hell do I smell just like a bowling alley?
Is this the best that it gets?
Gentlemen please place your bets.
I'll be laid in my grave before I'm only 43.
Why did monkeys use my mouth as a toilet and then decide to wipe with my hand?
Why's my big brain giving birth to a baby and it's crying and kicking in my head?
That's the last time I get drunk.
That's the last time I get wasted. That's the last time I have sex with someone I don't know.
Yeah, but I can see my life is fucked. Yeah, but I can see my life is wasted. Yeah, but I can see the bars are open so let's get another round.
The lyrics of Straight Outta Junior High's song "Wasted" describe the feelings of regret and confusion after a night of heavy drinking and partying. The singer's experiences of waking up with markers on their face, strangers in their bed, and missing personal items allude to the reckless behavior that often accompanies drunkenness. The nonsensical imagery of monkeys using the singer's mouth as a toilet and their big brain giving birth to a crying baby further emphasizes the disorientation and disconnection from reality that comes with being "wasted." Despite the singer's recognition that their life is "fucked" and "wasted," they still succumb to the temptation of another round at the bar.
Overall, the song highlights the consequences of excessive drinking and the cyclical nature of the party lifestyle. By juxtaposing humorous and absurd imagery with serious themes of regret and self-destruction, Straight Outta Junior High paints a vivid portrait of the experience of being "wasted."
Line by Line Meaning
Why did monkeys use my mouth as a toilet and then decide to wipe with my hand?
I feel so foolish and humiliated after getting so drunk that I allowed monkeys to use me as a toilet and wipe themselves with my hand.
Why's my big brain giving birth to a baby and it's crying and kicking in my head?
My hangover is so intense that it feels like my brain is giving birth to a crying and kicking baby, causing me immense pain and discomfort.
That's the last time I get drunk.
I have decided that I cannot handle the consequences of getting drunk and will not do it again.
That's the last time I get wasted. That's the last time I have sex with someone I don't know.
I realize that getting so wasted that I engage in risky behavior, like having sex with strangers, is not worth the potential consequences and will not do it again.
Yeah, but I can see my life is fucked.
Despite my decision to change my behavior, I acknowledge that the damage has already been done and my life has taken a negative turn.
Yeah, but I can see my life is wasted. Yeah, but I can see the bars are open so let's get another round.
Despite my realization that my life may be ruined, I am tempted to continue drinking and partying, as I see that there are still opportunities to do so.
Why did someone shave my head and write dork in magic marker all over my face?
As a result of my drunken behavior, someone has played a humiliating prank on me, shaving my head and writing derogatory words on my face with a marker.
Who's that couple in my bed? They hooked up last night, there's condoms all over the place.
As I wake up from my drunken haze, I realize with horror that there are two strangers in my bed who had sex and left evidence of it all over the place.
That's the last time I get drunk. That's the last time I get wasted. That's the last time I wake up in someone else's clothes.
These experiences have taught me the lesson that getting drunk, wasted, and ending up in strange situations while unconscious is not something I want to continue doing.
Where did I loose my cell phone? Who stole all of my cologne? Why the hell do I smell just like a bowling alley?
In my hungover state, I am trying to piece together the events of the previous night and realizing that I lost my phone, my cologne is missing, and I smell terrible, similar to the stench of a bowling alley.
Is this the best that it gets? Gentlemen please place your bets. I'll be laid in my grave before I'm only 43.
I am questioning whether this is all that life has to offer, and feel like I am running out of time before I die prematurely, before reaching the age of 43.
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